₦airaland Forum

You are the first person to comment after today's update.

Ogbarmey:
Thanks for that explanation.
Let me take my seat quietly at the back as usual and enjoy the story.

Hope you had a nice night rest?

--continuation--
Rachel alighted from the car and locked the doors. She picked up her handbag which sat on the passenger seat and her phone which she kept on the dashboard, she walked towards the front door.
"Welcome madam." One of chief patrick's security man said.
"Thank you." She replied pushing the front door open.
There was nothing unusuall about the living room except that a bottle of wine and a glass cup sat on a stool opposite a black sued couch.
"Onome am home." She announced as she dragged the stool away and sat down tiredly on the couch. The heat coupled with her tiredness isn't helping matters, but there is little to what she could do.
Her ringing phone brought her from her trans. She checked the caller and talk of the devil, it was Doctor Rapheal.
"Hello Raph." She said.
She listened for a few seconds before speaking.
"I am yet to tell my husband, and moreso, I am married so you can't expect me to pick your calls while am with him."
She kept quiet trying to process what he was saying, her anger swelling.
"Raph look here, what happened should stay between us, I am married, get that straight. And don't call me, I'll always do the calling." She screamed and hung up.
She dropped her phone on the stool beside her causing the bottle to spill its content.
"Aw!" She exclaimed as she quickly raised the bottle but half of its content was on the rug already.
"Don't worry I'll get it." A voice which unmistakably belonged to Onome said.
She was shocked as she spilled the wine once again, this time from the half filled glass.
"You startled me." Rachel said.
"I never meant to. How was your session with the doctor?"
"It was great. How long have you been here?"
Onome wanted to lie but on a second thought, she knew telling the truth will make her realise that someone knows about her dealing outside marriage.
"I came here three minutes ago, exactly when your phone rang." Onome replied.
Rachel gave Onome a deadly look, Onome on the other hand pretended not to see the look on her face.
"Let me get something to clean the mess." And she strolled out of the living.
Rachel angrily picked up her bag and phone, she marched to their room.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Five guys were seated ouside Harmony lodge arguing about the best of players between Christiano Ronaldo, a portuguese superstar and Lionel Messi, an Argentine superstar.
"I'll always be in support of Messi." A guy who sat on a banch which stoon next to a Toyota camry said.
"Why won't you support Messi, I remembered you telling us your brother works in Rosario, Messi's hometown. He must have seen Messi's humility and not his playing ability." Another guy seated on the car bonnet replied.
They continued arguing for a while until a ringing phone brought their discussion to a halt. Immediately the owner answered the call, the arguement resumed.
"Guys!" He said after dropping the call. But no one was ready to listen to him.
"Guys." He said banging his fist on the car bonnet.
They all faced him expectantly.
"Ak just called me now, he said the members of Aiye confra just dropped Ay."
Angry groans and wails from the guys shook the whole lodge.
"Lets go and hit them" Another cute light complexioned guy said openening the driver seat and hopped behind the wheel.
Everyone else followed suit, they all drove into the campus, with one thing in mind, 'fightback.'
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Tolani walked out of the lecture hall and brought out her phone to call her boyfriend when her roaming eyes caught something. A crowd gathered around something she couldn't see from her end. Her mind told her it was a student who has been killed again. If it were to be on the street of Lagos, one would conclude it is either a goat or a dog. But here in a school campus, it has to be a student or nothing else.
Her curious part dragged her legs to the crowd and straining her eyes to catch a glimpse of who died. Cold swept through her body immediately she saw the face of the student who was lying on the ground.

--to be continued--

You failed to notice that the first killing, Mr Kingsley actually led us to how Khal corp came into view. Remember when Late Okoro and Ngozi wanted to get the fingerprint of Kingsley's murderer, there was an attack. If you'll remember, Okoro and Ngozi trailed the gunmen till they got to the outskirt of Nigeria, before Okoro was kidnapped....

Ogbarmey:
Nice one you have there. Keep it up. However, the first person shot in your first scene has not been mentioned in the police investigations again and nothing about his connection to the story has been established; but I trust you to make justice to all that in the end. I really do like your storyline

What if Sylvester was innocent? You never can tell

Fatalveli:
Ngizi shud notify clement with the latest development.... And I think sylvester has hand in the other sergeants death

I swear to God, the plot was just setting itself. I never planned a story as long as this, but on every editing on my manuscript, I come up with another story, thereby establishing a connection/ink between the xters.

handmaid:
@d9ty7
good job as usual. i noticed the link between Sandra victoria, don, deoye, it is an interesting one. infact d characters are all linked up somehow. circle indeed and u think we are not done seeing it yet. keep it rolling

Melancholy:
Am so loving this updates mehn! How i wish nigeria police officers are daring to that extent of invading a culprit home and having heard or detected underground, they would remain unflappable. And secondly, this story advocates for a thorough investigation before any suspects totally found guilty( darasimi's case) which can only happen in a perfect system. D9ty7, u going to be a good cinematographer cos this movie is HD toh badtt!

You need to see how my head was swelling as I was reading this comment.
Thank you very much bruv, I am nothing without you guys.

Thanks for your comment and advice.

GodofGrace:
it must be very important for me to tell you have a raw talent and I will advice you to keep it up .the story is very interesting one and I will also said you should take your time on how end it so that it won't spoil the good beginning

Exactly why the story has been stretched this long. I wanted a perfect end, a happy ending actually.

Thanks sis

enemercy1:
Thumbs up bro. You are doing a great job.

Thank you sire

MisterF:
D9ty7 well done o D9ty7 well done o

That update is kind of short, sorry that's all we could get.

CHAPTER TWELVE
Don walked into the living room finally. Since he left with Victoria over an hour ago, he was just coming back.
Deoye has been anticipating his return because he has some questions for his cousin.
"Welcome bro." Deoye said.
"Thank you guy." Don replied as he slumped unto a couch nearest to him.
"How my babe na?" Don asked glancing towards his room.
"She neva commot o. As you left, I didn't see her at all." Deoye replied.
"Maybe she is sleeping, you know. I did her so well that she couldn't move." He said with a wink. Deoye smiled.
Don picked the tv remote and searched for a suitable channel and luckily for him, he found a music channel.
"This is good isn't it?" Don asked.
Deoye heard his question quite well but he couldn't reply probably because he was deep in thought and conversing. So he couldn't use his mouth.
"Guy!" Don shooked him.
Deoye snapped out of his thought and faced his elder cousin.
"Wetin?" Don asked.
Deoye hissed silently and adjusted himself on his seat.
"That girl who just left. How she be?" Deoye asked.
Don gave a wicked smile.
"That girl is way above your level. You are a small boy compared to her. Okay?"
Deoye wanted to ask more questions but Don was already on his way out of the living room, so he let them pass.
"Get ready. You are rounding up your attacks tonight. We are driving into your school today. Those girls have to die today."
Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, even though he had already written himself off as a student, he knew he has been rusticated.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Clement was seated in a round table alongside Habeeb and Mike. Two other uniformed policemen completed the fold.
"So how do we intend to get this guy?" Habeeb asked.
"Good question, we have his car in custody right?"
"Yes sir." One of the uniformed policemen replied.
"I believe he can run no more without his car. All we need to do now is invade his room and get some necessary facts." Clement continued.
"Darasimi said something like his gang members all lived in the same lodge with him something Scorpion attested to." Habeeb said.
"Good. We'll release Darasimi, she has been of help to the last she could do. Now all attention must be shifted to Scorpion. I believe he can lead us to Deoye." Clement continued.
"From the questioning sessions that I had with Scorpion, he said Deoye's parents lived in Niger state. But he said he has a cousin here in Lagos, he also had another cousin in Yabatech."
"Okay."
"If we get the facts, its possible he is hiding with either of them."
"So what do you suggest?" Clement asked.
"A team should be sent after those cousin of his, then the second team can act within the school campus." Habeeb replied.
"Lets get it done with then."

--to be continued--

Update drops before 5pm.

Am so loving the replies I am getting, the discussions too.
Let me answer those questions from a reader's point of view.
1. Ngozi may be right and on the other hand my be otherwise. I don't think she is looking for promotion like someone clearly stated. She is a woman, I don't think woman are power hungry like the men.
2. I don't want to reply that.
3. The underground. Lip sealed, lets see how the writer wants it to play out.
NB: This was written strictly from a reader's point of view.

kingphilip:
even at dat
like two or three updates ago that she don't want him to resume, when he got to the office he considered a divorce if I can remember

That was some weird thoughts. You know some times, you imagine evil things. Clement was quick to wave off the thought actually.

QUESTION FOR THE DAY
1. Do you think Ngozi is doing the right thing by handling things on her own?
2. Is it true that there is something suspicious about Sylvester? Maybe he is the mole. Give your reason.
3. What do you think about the underground?
Please endeavour to answer the questions, it shows that the story is being followed despite its twists and turns.
HAPPY SUNDAY!

There won't be much updates today because it is sunday. Maybe we'll just have one more, after service and call it a day.

--continuation--
Ngozi was still discussing with Hassan on how best to handle the situation. Then Sylvester came strolling into the room.
"Don't just stand there. Keep searching, we may find something helpful." He said to both of them, his eyes darting towards the map in Ngozi's hands.
He strained his eyes trying to see the map from where he stood.
"What's that?" Sylvester asked.
Ngozi quickly folded the paper and hid it in her pocket.
"Its nothing." She replied.
Sylvester moved closer with clenched fist. Ngozi moved backwards defiantly still holding the pocket where the map was hidden to prevent it from flying out.
"Give me that thing in your hand." Sylvester bossed.
"Its something personal. Was showing it to Hassan." She replied, this time, she had reached the wall and there was little she could do anymore.
Sylvester held her shoulders roughly and pinned her to the wall. He freed one of his hands to her back pocket, which she still held onto. Hassan quickly seperated them even though, Ngozi offered no resistance except that she still held onto her pocket firmly.
"Hey man, be a gentleman for one." Hassan said.
Sylvester gave Hassan a 'does it concern you' look, but seeing he was no match for the well built millitary man before him, he walked out of the room.
Ngozi leaned on the wall suprised at her defiancy and stubborness. Hassan walked up to her.
"What do you intend doing with the map?" He asked.
"Don't say a word to anybody. We'll both work on it on our own. Am suspecting Sylvester, his hands are not totally clean. Write down your number, I'll keep in touch with you from time to time." Ngozi explained.
Hassan wanted to say something, but he kept it within him and nodded in the affirmative.
"Good, so now lets continue with our search." She said as she lifted a couch very close to her to see if there is anything hidden underneathe.
"I need to power this laptop." Hassan said.
Ngozi left what she was doing and walked over to where Hassan was seated.
"Is it working?" She asked.
Hassan nodded. "The battery is down. It could reveal some facts."
"Let me see if we could power the generator." With this, she walked out of the room leaving Hassan to the task of searching for the laptop charger.
She walked the whole length and breadth of the house with no sign of a power generator.
"Is it possible for a house as big as this not to have a power generator?" She thought as she walked towards the front gate where an electric pole stood. To her suprise, the electric pole didn't connect to the building she was in. Meaning, Mr Ayo doesn't use electricity provided by the government. But he has electric appliances in his house, how does he power them? A mystery.
She returned to Mr Ayo's room to brief Hassan about the latest revelation.
"Its not possible. And did you check if he uses solar?" Hassan asked.
"There is nothing of such." She replied.
"Lets check the map, you know, you could have missed something while you were searching around." He said.
Ngozi immediately produced the paper map and unfolded it, they both scanned the map but couldn't see anything. Just then, Hassan's eyes darted towards the part where the underground, and saw something that heightened his curiousity.
He showed it to Ngozi.
"Power?" she asked.
"I guess, that where the house is being powered."
They both colcluded that the underground must be a very important part of the house. Will the two of them be able to pull it through?

END OF CHAPTER ELEVEN

Jesus! D9ty7 again? My guys?

adeh39:
Haba!!! Y are u guys punishing me nau Okay hw much do I pay into ur account? My s.heart is a Trillionaire..... Just tell me d amount nd send ur account num

D9ty7..... U see wat ur guys are doing ooo.

Make una kip ur comments coming na.
Btw, I never see Tecno4life today

That is if you ever get to find out.

Fatalveli:
Rachel fumbled high time, well it just teaches me that women are not to be trusted. How on earth would you love someone else than your husband and even allow him to kiss you. I will not hesitate to divorce that kind of wife I swear

--continuation--
Clement was deep in thought in his office, he meeting with the state commissioner of police didn't go well. He never envisaged something like this in his career. This was exactly what he would describe as a displacement. A knock sounded on his door.
"Come on in." He said.
The door was pushed open and Sergeant Mike walked in.
"Mike, how do you do?" He asked smiling.
Mike stood still and saluted his boss. With a wave of hand, Clement eased him. "Take a sit." He said.
Mike drew a chair from under the desk and sat down facing his boss.
"How are you feeling now?" He asked.
"Am much better, at least, I can use my hand and I reported to work this morning." Clement replied.
"I should have come to see you in the hospital but the assignment on my table is too enormous that I spend most of my nights here and on campus."
"That's nothing to worry about. I was with Dolapo and her friends today, they claimed a group of policemen were assigned to them."
"Yes sir, since the job has been divided. Its impossible for me to keep tabs on Deoye and his gang and at the same time, provide security for the girls. So I had to call on Robert." Mike explained.
"That's brilliant. Who is this Robert?" Clement asked.
"He was at the Area F-command before he was transferred to the Apapa police station. He is friend, so he volunteered to help. And with the right paper work, he was released."
Clement smiled at his brilliance and the way he does his thing. Mike is fast becoming a better policeman.
"What have you found concerning Deoye and his gang?" Clement asked.
"We narrowly missed him yesterday. He was lodged into a hotel....." Mike explained how they striked a deal with the receptionist and how they lost him, including the ordeal the poor receptionist went through.
"You were wrong from the start, you shoud have taken all protocols into observation. You spoke with the receptionist which was the first thing to do, did you see the manager? What about the security men who could get him for you?"
"Am sorry sir, since everyone wanted it that way I had no choice." Mike replied.
"Who are the everyone?"
"Sergeant Habeeb."
"Who is in charge of the case?" Clement asked angrily.
"He is."
"Who is the superior?"
Mike couldn't answer the last question.
"If you tell him to do something, he will comply because you are the superior officer."
Mike nodded his head.
"I know how to get Deoye, am ready to step into the case." Clement announced.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Activities inside the Khal corp has been brought to a halt in the last five minutes, no one was moving. All security men guarding the entrances and the exits have all gone into a closed door meeting with the CEO of the corporation, Abdul Maleek.
One hour later, the meeting ended and everyone, numbering up to a hundred and fifty trooped out of the great hall.
"Kelv, we need to talk." Maleek who was busy introducing a new man to the top officials.
Meleek took Kelvin out of the hall into his chamber in the underground.
"You didn't show up after your attack on the vice president. Why? Don't tell me you are planning to chicken out at this stage." The Sudanese terrorist asked.
"I recieved a letter from the corp." Kelvin replied.
Maleek frowned from under his mask.
"A letter? We don't send letter to top members, why would you recieve a letter?"
"I was asked to find my replacement." Kelvin replied.
Maleek dropped his right hand on his shoulder.
"You know what? I'll get whoever is behind this. Let your mind be at rest, you are an important asset to the corporation. Even if you die, we'll prefer to have your dead body with us. It inspire us and keeps us going." Maleek expplained and walked out of the chamber.
Kelvin followed him after a few seconds with the question "who would want me out of the corporation? Something is wrong somewhere."
He knew he had to go home, but he wanted to know who the new man was, he seemed to be very rich or used to be rich, he had muscles at the right places. He was flanked at the back, right and left by mean looking bodyguards.
Maybe he owns the corporation afterall and invited Maleek to run it facelessly.
As he walked towards the exit door he heard something that throbed his mind.
"They are two policemen, Sylvester who invaded my residence and Clement his boss. We need to shut them up, but not by killing them" The new man said.
Every top officials(members who don't execute attacks) on seat all gave the new man a explain yourself look.
"We'll attack someone whose death will demoralize them" The new man said.

--to be continued--

I can help, but first let me drop tonight's update. How abt dat?

LogoDWhiz:
with the summary sis.

The summary of the story.
What has being done since.

Kingphillip, if you have being following this story, can u help?

Thank you jare my brother.

bdabuwa:
I don't blame rachael either !!!

Now you are talking.

adewealth027:
If u say so.................but sincerely wat Rachel is doing is bad,I won't blame her for one single reason.........her husband doesn't have her time,women need attention more than anything else and since she isn't getting it,she had to look elsewhere.............but still doesn't give her reasons to do dat rubbish.............

Am high on dry ewedu leaf.

adewealth027:
"Ur wife dears not try it" and u still don't blame rachel abi Sweetie me,its like u are high on kunu abi

--continuation--
Rachel walked out of the hospital building into the parking lot with Doctor Rapheal holding her hand.
"When next am I seeing you?" Rapheal asked.
"Next month." she replied.
"You must have been due for delivery then?" he asked.
"Yes, so you'll see me everyday then." She replied.
He frowned his face and stopped her just beside her car.
"I'll be on leave by then. Doctor Andrew would have returned by then. He'll handle your delivery." He explained.
"Then you won't see then." She said conclusively.
He thought for a few seconds before he spoke.
"I have a plan." He announced.
"Tell me about it."
"You said you are currently staying with your father-in-law right?"
Rachel nodded affirmatively.
"Persuade your husband, so you both can return to your house. While he is at work, I'll visit you at home during my two hours break." He said.
Rachel wanted to say no, but the smile on his face reminded her of how she craved for those smiles.
"Thats a very good idea. I'll talk to him and give you his reply in the evening."
He opened his arms for a hug but Rachel turned to unlock her car doors.
"Won't you give me a hug?" He asked.
"I am married." She replied.
"You were single when we were kissing in there right?" He asked mischievously.
Rachel's face turned red with embarrassment. She hissed angrily and hopped behing the wheel.
"Give me a call once your husband consents to your return back home." He said smiling as she angrily backed out the car and in one swift turn of the steering wheel, the car was facing the main gate. Not even in her wildest dream, she never thought she could drive like this. As a matter of fact, she believed the type of stunt she pulled was only possible in movies.
"Mad driver." He thought as he walked back into the hospital.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
By the time Victoria drove out of Dolphin estate, she realised the day has been far spent and she still need to see Don before heading home. She removed her phone and dialled his number.
"Are you home?" She asked.
"Ok, I'll be there in fifteen minutes." She replied and hung up.
He eyes roamed about the street and something caught her attention. A group of soldiers guarding the front of a house. Only God knows who owns the house, he must be a household name. She thought as she waited at the estate axis for the traffic light to turn green, so she could move.
Ten minutes later, she pulled up in front of Don's residence. She alighted from the car and walked to the gate. She knocked three times and the gate was opened.
"Avicky vicky baby." A mean looking guy, Deoye's friend said.
Victoria maintained a straight face as she ignored him and walked towards the main house.
"No begin think sey you better pass me o. All I know is that you can't pull out of the group now." The guy said to her retreating figure.
"Your headache." She said without looking back.
"Wide Kitty-Cat." He smirked.
She ignored him and walked in, a light complexioned dude opened the door for her.
"Where is Don?" She asked rudely, thinking he was one of the newest members. The son of a richman who needed protection.
"Take a sit." Deoye said politely.
She scritinized him for a second before she settled down on a couch.
"Don ask me to keep your company. He is busy in there." Deoye replied.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"I am Deoye." He replied.
"I didn't ask for your name."
"I am Don's cousin." He replied darting into the kitchen to get her a drink.
He returned a few seconds later with a bottle of soda and a cup of ice.
"How do you know my favourite? Or is that all you've got in your fridge?" She asked.
"It was written all over you. I love soda. Pretty ladies are predictable." Deoye replied.
She didn't smile neither did she frown. She maintained that same old look.
Five minutes later, Don walked into the silent living room looking refreshed after a very hardwork in his room. Even though Deoye tried to engage Vicky in a conversation, she just showed him how uninterested she was by replying in monosyllables like 'no' 'yes,' he gave up when he realised that he was getting nothing out of her. Maybe he was boring. He concluded.
"Lets go." Don said to Vicky who stood up at once and walked out of the living room.

--to be continued--

The next update drops later in the afternoon. Kip your comments coming.
Tecno4life, onmansquad
Fatalveli- I love your story
Bluestarry- wonderful piece I call your story
vibra
Adewealth027- Adeola temi nikan
Adeh- I won't talk o
Tenajek, bdabuwa, crownfullhouse,
LogoDWhiz: secretary and a boss of life.
Kingphilip, Niwdog: I love it when you guys discuss about the story. It measures how predictable my story is.
Stuff46, haydot95 and RhAngel.
To all ye ghost readers. God dey o and he dey watch all of una. He go smile and tell Angel Gabriel.
God: See dem thieves. Na me create them o. They will just read and won't comment.
Angel Gabriel: If we don't have people like this on earth, the hell will be empty.
God: True talk.
YOU DON SEE WETIN GO HAPPEN IF YOU CONTINUE TO READ AND YOU DON'T COMMENT.

--continuation--
Ngozi kept quiet as Sylvester drove towards Dolphin estate where Mr Ayo Okorie's residence was located. This was the first time she'll be working with Sylvester directly, even though they were both visiting officers, Ngozi works at the Area F-command while Sylvester work for an intelligence agency, the FBI and he was cotacted to help the police with his team.
Ngozi wanted to ask him questions but the look on his face showed he was in no mood for such.
She cleared her throat to gain his attention. He only glanced at her and turned to face the main road within a second.
"Sylvester." Ngozi called.
He turned to face her with an askance look.
"When are you leaving?" She asked.
"Do you have a problem with me leaving or staying?"
Ngozi smiled.
"You see, I have no problem with either of the two, its just that am suprised everyone is begging you to stay." she replied.
"Do you want me to leave?" He asked smirking his lips.
"What do you expect, like if you leave now, I'll be happy." She replied.
He frowned a bit but quickly concealed the frown with a dirty smile.
"Everyone wants me to stay. Even your bosses who are too old to handle a revolver. I single-handedly led the team that successful sent the notorious Ayo out of the town. I am an asset."
"You are yet to achieve what some policemen have achieved, the likes of Clement, Late Okoro, Mike and even the late Charles. All you have is the ability to read the situation and you have the tactical knowledge, the execution is what you don't have. Its not like you led the team into the residence, you gave them how to invade without anyone noticing." Ngozi said angrily.
"You were not there and please I am driving, I need to concentrate." He replied shutting her up.
Fifteen minutes later, he pulled up in front of Mr Ayo's gate where five soldiers stood guarding the gate.
"Don't just sit down there lady. Come with me." He said.
Ngozi opened the door and came out, she rounded the car and walked towards the gate with Sylvester.
"I am agent Sylvester, FBI fourth clearance level assisting the police and with me here is Ngozi." He said flashing his FBI badge.
Ngozi produced her ID car and showed it to the millitary men.
"This way." one of the millitary men led the way towards the main gate.
The gate was opened from within after the soldier leading the way tapped the gate lightly.
"Who is in charge here?" Sylvester asked.
"Leiutenant James." The soldier replied.
They walked into Mr Ayo's living room which was in a total mess, books flung everywhere, broken glasses, half burnt chairs to mention a few.
"How long do you stay here?" Sylvester asked.
"Twenty four hours. We work in shifts."
A young man dressed in uniform stood beside another uniformed man and were conversing in low tones.
"You can go, I'll take it up from here." Sylvester discharged the soldier who nodded and walked away.
The two millitary men stopped talking immediately they saw Sylvester.
"You must be James." Sylvester said to none of them in particular, but he had his eyes set on the younger uniformed man.
"And you must be Sylvester." The younger man replied.
Sylvester dropped his hand on Ngozi's shoulder. "This is Ngozi, a policewoman."
"Here with me is Hassan." James replied.
The four officers set to work with Sylvester assuming the lead role, he dished out intstructions while James explained the layout of the house to them.
Sylvester siezed the opportunity to push Ngozi around as he made her work hard, opening locked door without keys, he was happy she came along. He was punishing her in the best of his abilities.
"Come and see this." Ngozi said to Hassan whom he had developed likeness for because of his calmness.
Hassan walked towards her holding a laptop which was almost broken into two with him. They were both in a room they assumed belonged to Mr Ayo himself.
"A diary." Ngozi said to him as they both glanced through the pages of the book. Ngozi's attention soon drifted off to a shelf that stood beside a doorway. She walked towards it and picked up the first thing her eyes caught.
It was a map in which every part of the house was drawn.
"A map?" Hassan asked as he peeped from behind her.
Ngozi nodded as she used her hand to trace the main gate to where they were and truely, the room belonged to Mr Ayo.
Then her eyes caught something that heightened their curiousity.
"An underground?" They both exclaimed.

--to be continued--

--continuation--
"Welcome oga Clement." a policeman at the counter greeted.
"Yes, thank you. What's going on?" Clement asked.
"Going on where?" The policeman said.
"The flags flying at half mast. What happened?"
"So you have not heard?"
Clement shook his head in the negative.
"Oga Charles is dead."
Clement gave him a very deadly look of "you don't know what you are talking about."
Just then Sylvester came strolling into the station. His countenance changed immediately he saw Clement. But he was quick to to conceal it with a smile.
"Hey Clem. Its good to see you." He said and walked out of the reception towards the hallway that led to the top officer's offices.
Clement noticed his but choosed to let it pass.
"What's wrong with him?" The policeman at the counter asked.
"I should ask you that question. I was not here yesterday."
"Maybe he is feeling sad because of Charles. The comedian. May his soul rest in peace."
It was then Clement knew that his boy Charles was gone too soon.
He managed to drag himself out of the reception towards his office. Just as he passed the Commissioner of Police's office, he could hear raised voices. One unmistakably belonged to Sylvester, he knew the commissioner's voice but two other voices were in there with them which he couldn't fathom the owners.
He pushed open his office door and settled down on his chair. But what the hell is wrong with Sylvester? He was recommended to me and I took him in, he should at least brief me on every happening around here.
He buried his face into his laptop where he was reading the news online.
An hour into his reading, a knock sounded on the door.
"Yes, come in."
The door pushed open and Ngozi walked in all smiled, dressed a white and black top over a black jean trouser.
"oh! Its you?"
Ngozi settled down on the chair opposite his before she spoke.
"You didn't tell me you'll be resuming this fast."
"A suprise." He replied.
She smiled. After which silence enveloped the room, various throughts were going through their minds. Ngozi decided to break the silence after a few minutes.
"Have you seen Sylvester today?" She asked.
Clement nodded his head in affirmative with an askance look.
"You didn't notice anything strange about him?"
He nodded his head negatively.
"You are not vigilant as you claimed to be. Take your time to study him, you notice he is now uptight. He didn't reply me when I greeted him this morning at the Commissioner's office."
Clement decided not to probe further even though he had so many question troubling his mind. If Ngozi was at the commissioner's office, then it is possible she has an idea of what was being discussed at the time he came in. But it is best to allow everything pass for now. He needs to see his boss first before he starts asking questions.
"And sorry about Charles." Ngozi said, knowing he was the most pained of them all because just like Sergeant Mike rose through the ranks thanks to Clement, Charles success if traced will always lead to Clement.
Clement nodded his head sadly.
"I'll like to go now, I have an assignment with Sylvester."
"You care to brief me?" Clement asked recovering himself.
"We've been ordered to go and search Mr Ayo Okorie's residence."
"Okay. Goodluck with the search."
Ngozi left his office two minutes later. And five minutes after her departure, he headed for the state commissioner of police office.

--to be continued--

Is that the summary?

tecno4life:
Start from page one