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Epilogue

Few days later, Abigail woke up with a smile on her face. It might be the fact that she dreamed about John. In her dream they held each other tight. She smiled softly, letting out a soft breath. It just a dream, but a nice one.

She said her prayer and got out of bed, then advanced into the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator, brought out a bottle of water and poured it into a glass cup, then swallowed a few content. In a main time, she needed a shower. As she did that she laid out a plan of action for the day. First she needed to go see Bode at hospital before going to work. At noon, she had planed having lunch with Andrew, and that's what she had been going for the past few days.

Just about the time she got out of the shower, her doorbell rang. She walked into the sitting room with a tower around her body. "Who's there?"

"Madam na me." Her gateman said from outside. "Some people dey ask of you outside."

"Some people? How many are they?"

"Madam they plenty o, with plenty police men."

Abigail narrowed her eyes. Police men? Could it be Sarah? No, Sarah always come alone. What is happening? "Okay, give me two minutes." She hurried back into her room and quickly put on her dress, then hurried back into the sitting room.

She walked outside toward the small gate of her compound, and pulled it opened. A wine coloured jeep with tinted glasses parked at the middle of two police escort vehicles. About four policemen stood on a standby while two other men in black suit with dark eyeglasses, stood at each side of the jeep.

Abigail watch as the two men in suit opened the back doors of the jeep. James stepped out of it with a smile on his face, followed by a woman in her late fifties. Abigail widened her eyes in disbelief, the woman walking toward her was nobody but James's mother, the queen, stately and slender. She wore a short neatly trimmed bead that only added to the overall effect of nobility. The queen was the epitome of grace.

Abigail quickly went to her kneels. "I'm blessed to have you here ma'am." She smiled perfectly.

"Get up my dear," the queen held her up and pulled her into a hug. "I'm glad to meet you."

"Why taking the stress ma'am, you should have sent for me.."

"You deserver much my dear," the queen said.

"I'm really happy to have you here."

"Hi," James said with a soft smile, which Abigail's had never seen on his before.

"Good to see you, James." Abigail stared at James with a renewed sense. "How are you feeling?"

"Much better."

Abigail smiled. "Can we go inside my apartment?"

"Show us the way," the queen said.

Abigail took them into her apartment, and the queen sat down happily while James settled beside her. "If I had been informed I would have organized a party for your arriver to show how happy I am to see you."

The queen met her eyes with a smile. "That's why I makes it a surprise so you won't waist all that money."

Abigail laughed. "I don't know what to offer your Highness."

"Don't bother yourself," she said. "Have a sit."

"Thank you ma'am."

The queen stared at James. "Excuse us, I want have a talk with her."

"Okay, mum." James said and walked out of the sitting room.

The queen met her gaze. "The last time I met you, I had the feelings that you're innocent, and I'm glad you proved my feelings right. You're such a great woman and a woman like you deserve the best of life."

"It was God all the way." Abigail said softly.

"James was the only son left for me after his brother's death, I don't know what would have happened to me if he had died. Thanks for saving him."

Abigail stared at her with a soft smile. "James was the reason I'm alive today. If not him I would have been dead, and John's killer would have escaped."

"I really commend you for fishing out the killer. You did a good job that only a great mind would do. John wasn't wrong in choosing you." She said. "How about your parents?"

"They're fine. They lives in the village."

"I will like to meet them before this mouth runs out."

"As you wish, your highness."

"There's no amount of money would be enough to thank you for what you have done. But kindly accept this little I will offer."

Abigail shook her head slowly. "You don't need to offer me anything ma'am, it was my duty to do what I did."

"If John was alive today, you might have been my daughter-in-law. But it's never too late." The queen stared at her for few seconds. "I will give you a full right over the family's companies, both home and abroad, and you will do me a favour by marring my son, James. Though he's an arrogant type, and very aggressive, but I believed you can turn him around."

Abigail stared at the queen silently. James? Did the queen knows what she's asking of her?

"I know you may not like the idea, but help a mother" the queen said. "Take him as he is, and build him to your taste."

Abigail shock her head slowly. "James is a man of authority. He do what pleases him."

"His father was once like that, but with time I was able to changed him to my kind of man."

"You were able to achieved that because of the love between you both. But this case is different, James don't even have such feelings for me."

The queen smiled. "I think he's in love."

Abigail felt her eyes narrowed. "James? In love?"

"I was surprised myself, but I'm happy for him because this is the first time in his life that he would fall in love."

Abigail leaned back in her chair and let out a soft breath. She didn't see this coming. It would be a hard decision for her to take.

"I will be more than happy if you would help fulfill his dream, at least he would be a responsible man." The queen said. "Will you do that for me?"

Abigail leaned forward with another soft breath. "I will have to think about it."

"Don't let it be long, for the wedding will come as soon as possible." The queen pulled herself up. "I will be expecting you at the palace."

Abigail got to her feet. "Alright ma'am."

They made Small talks as they walked toward the gate. James was sitting was on a plastic chair beside the security post and pulled himself up immediately he saw them coming.

Abigail's eyes were fixed on James as they got to his side. "Can I speak with you for moment please." She told him.

"Sure," James said.

The queen stared at both of them with a smile and walked out of the compound.
Abigail held James arm and dragged him to the corner of her apartment. "If you think you can gain my heart by bringing your mother here, it won't work. I can never marry you, and don't even think of it."

James stared at silently. Truly, he hadn't planed that with his mother, but he had started having feelings for Abigail since the last time she saved him. "It wasn't what you think."

"I want you to get this clear," she said with more seriousness on her face. "I can't marry you, and that is the truth." She turned to leave.

James held her arm and stopped her, then fell to his kneels. "Please, take me for who I am. I'm sorry for what happened between us, please forgive me. I promise to be a better man from today."

Gosh! Abigail let out an explosive breath and met his gaze. "Don't you get it? I'm not ready for this, not with you."

"I'm not what you think I am," James said, still on his kneels.

"What do I think you are?"

"You think am I bad guy, but I can explain."

"You have nothing to.." Abigail paused, and stared at James with surprise. She noticed something different in him. Though he looked much like John, but his voice had changed. The voice she heard was that of John. Her eyes narrowed in tears.

"Please," James said softly, but his voice was John's voice. "I promise to treat you right, I love you."

Abigail stared at him with tears in her eyes. "What do you know about love?"

"I've never felt this way before. I never knew love is this strong. I always thought it just a four letter words, but it got me. I love you, Abigail. I've loved you from the day I saved you from Jessica. And I've loved you more with every passing day. I can't deny the feelings. Love is the best thing that's ever happened to me. I want to spend every morning of my life waking up beside you."

Abigail tried to speak but couldn't. The lump in her throat wouldn't allow it.

James grinned and gave her an innocent pleading look as he stammered. "Would..you do me the honor of marrying me?"

Her eyes filled with tears as James reached into his pocket and brought out a tiny box. Her heart beat faster as he popped it open to reveal a large, exquisite marquise diamond in with gold setting. Could this really be happening?

"I love you, Abigail. I promise to be a better man."

Abigail pulled him up to his feet with tears in her eyes and hugged him tight. "I..I..don't..."

"Don't say anything," James held her arm and slipped the ring on her finger. "I will love you for rest of my life."

She buried her face in his chest, and cried. They held each other tight for a long moment.

"I love what I'm seeing here," the queen walked up to them. "Nice one, James."

Abigail pulled herself from James shyly. The look of pure joy in the Queen's eyes was worth any amount of embarrassment.

"I will fixed the date of your wedding as soon I get back to the palace." The queen said with a beautiful smile. "And see me tomorrow so we can arrange to go see your parents."

Abigail slowly met her gaze with a smile. "Yes, your Highness.."


THE END!


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chivera018:
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Don't worry, we will follow you to ur home even if na inside fridge.

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aprilwise:
Thats wonderful. the battle for the gold has come to an end. thanks

Thanks dearie.

ebonyfaf:
Good riddance to Osagie... But what happens to Bode, the doctor and John's colleague afterwards?

As I've quoted above, the epilogue will throw more lights to it.

Thanks a lot. God bless you

Pinkie2018:
Harry kudos
be waiting for the epilogy

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pweetygiftofGod:
This is not the end o, what happened afterwards, like the lady in prison, Bode, the twins best friend romance with Abigail etc

Jessica was sentenced to life in jail na. As for Bode and Andrew, let's see what happened to them in the epilogue.

Cheers!

izaray:
This harrystories self, you are too much jare

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Bless you too madam..

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nice write up

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By God Harrystories, you are a genius.

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Please don't forget me in your next story. Goodluck and Keep it Up.

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I love dis story.

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Kudos Harry, you are very lucky,
cause i don buy fuel finish for you.


Well done.

You always make me laugh. I love that. Thanks dear.

This story is just a piece of cake. Watch out for the best of Harry Enomamien. Though I'm taking my next story to Naijastories.com. That's my home. They thought me alot.
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To be sincere, you're a wonderful writer. Your story is full of suspense and unavoidable. The only regret is Lola's death

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usmandaddy:
finaly james got it thanks to abigail, Harry nice one keep it up

Yes o, he finally got it. Thanks a lot, may God be with you.

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Wow. U too much.

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Godwindanielboy:
James got the gold at last. Determination is the key word.

I am very impressed by your write-up, you kept me in suspense. The write-up was full of action and thriller which i love so much. You did a very good job. You have good writing skills. God bless. Keep soaring high. I appreciate.

Thanks for the appreciation. God bless you dear...

Continued...



Spenky slowly walked round the school compound, being careful in every move. He spent some minutes looking every corner of the school, nothing, no sound was heard. He hurried toward the fence, going back to meet Abigail, then stopped and turned. He listened carefully to the sound that came to his ears. He heard voices, coming from a far end. He took few steps forward, trying to locate the direction, turning round at the same spot. It was from the back of the school compound.
Spenky hurried through the football field of the school and headed toward the fence, and this time, the voice came a little louder. He looked around and saw a desk by the side of the school building. He ran toward it and carried the desk. He placed it beside the fence, then climbed on it, staring at a dark street with uncompleted buildings. He pulled his gaze around the place as the voice came to his ear once again, it was louder and he could recognized it. "James." He breathed out words.
He held the fence, jumped down into the street, stared around to know the exact direction, then walked slowly through the darkest side of the street. The light of the moon was bright enough for him to see. He stopped and went down as he noticed about seven men standing in a circle not faraway from him. He widened his eyes in disbelief to what he saw. James was on his kneels in the middle of those men. "Sh*t."
What was he going to do? He thought. He was not having a gun with him. They're going to kill James. He needed to make a call. He brought out his phone to call the police, but he knew it would be useless, James would be dead even before they arrived.


Osagie inhaled his big wrapped of weed. He watched as James was being tied with a rope. His arms were tied behind him, they didn't only tied his hands, his two legs were also tied.
"You son of a bitch." James struggled.
One of them emerged with a small gallon of fuel and poured it all over James while another guy held out a pack of matches.
"Let me have it." Osagie collected the matches, and stared at James, walking round him.
"You won't escape this," James struggled, his voice rang like a crack of doom.
"You think so," Osagie smiled wickedly.
"You'll pay for this."
"Your words don't scare me," Osagie said with confidence.
"You don't know who I am."
"Who you are doesn't matter now," Osagie went down and met his eyes "As long as the gold is concerned."
Spenky felt so worried where he was hiding. It would be a foolish decision to face them. He held his phone to his ear and felt shocked as he felt a cold mental at the back of his neck.
"Get up," the voice was deep and harsh.
Spenky slowly got to his full. "Don't shoot." He pleaded.
The black hat man, with a long black suit, pushed Spenky forward. "Move."
Spenky felt like turning to see the face of the one behind him, but he resisted the temptation, at least, if even he was going to die, he could still buy a little time by keeping his cool.
The man held him and pushed him to the ground in front of Osagie. "I found him hiding in a corner. I think his one of them." He said.
Osagie stared at Spenky and back to the man. "What about the lady? I told Danny to keep eyes on her. Make sure she dosen't escape."
"Yes, boss." The man turned and stated walking out of there.
James met Spenky's gaze with annoyance. "What are you doing here?"
"I was looking for you."
"Damn it, I told you to stay with her."
Osagie stared at Spenky with a dark smile and back to his men. "They will face the same fate. Tie him up."
Four of them held Spenky quickly and tied his arms and legs together. Within seconds, he was socked with fuel.
"Leave him alone." James protested.
"I wish I could." Osagie said and inhaled his weed, deeply.
"You think you have won," James struggled. "But you haven't."
Osagie went down and met his eyes. "Do you care to know how much this gold would bring to me?"
"To hell with you."
He pulled himself up. "As you wish."
"You will regret this."
"Unless I miss my target." He smiled wickedly. "I am Osagie, I'm too clever to miss a target."
"Fu*k you."
Osagie strikes a stick of match. "Burn in hell."
The man in a long black suit and a black hat, was running towards them. "Police, police."
Osagie jerked is gaze toward the man in disbelief, how come? He saw numbers of policemen advancing towards them. He stared at James and threw the fire on him. Before he could pick his bag, bullets were flying in the air. Osagie's men fired back, escaping, but three of them were shot dead immediately.
"Go, get out of here." Osagie picked his bag, running for escape, and the policemen chased after him.
James legs were on fire, spreading towards his body. "Help!"
Spenky struggled, trying to set his arms free. "Put off the fire." He yelled at the policemen.
Two police patrol pickups pulled into the street, light blazing. Abigail got down from the police vehicle along with Sarah, an inspector police officer, with a fire extinguisher, running toward James.
"Get them all, dead or alive," Sarah ordered his men, while the policemen scattered into the darkness with their firearms.
"Hurry!" The fire had spread to James body, moving to his face.
Sarah rushed to Spenky while Abigail sprayed the fire extinguisher on James as he rolled on the ground. In few seconds, she put out the fire, smoke coming out of James burnt suit. She tried to untied him, but his body was too hot to hold, his arms were burnt. Spenky hurried there, not minding the hotness, he untied James and pulled him to his feet, dirt all over his face.
Some policemen emerged from the darkness, dragging out Osagie, his hands were handcuffed behind him and they pushed him to the ground.
James stared at him and back to the policemen, then raised his voice. "Where is the bag? My gold, go get the bag."
Spenky followed some of the policemen back into the darkness, in search of the bag.
James stared at Osagie, his eyes filled with nothing but revenge. "You son of a bitch." He kicked him hard in the head, and continued kicking him while two policemen held him quickly and pulled him back. Some other policemen held Osagie and dragged him into their vehicle.
"Let me kill the bastard." James yelled.
"We've got the bag." Spenky returned with the policemen.
James quickly collected the bag from Spenky. He opened it, and brought out the gold, holding it up with a smile. "My gold.."
Abigail widened her eyes toward the sparkling artifact as it brightened the environment. She was seeing it for the first. "Wow.."



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Harry if anything happens to my James, i will also set you ablaze ooo...

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Continued....

A black Lexus jeep pulled to a stop behind Abigail's car and the four doors were opened. James and three of his men hurried out of the vehicle, walked to Abigail's car and stared inside, but she wasn't there. James brought out his phone and pushed in Abigail's number.

Osagie's stared at Abigail thoughtfully with his eyes fixed on her. If she had the mind of tracing him down there, then she must be a police or some police's spy. But why would the police be after him? For many years in his business, he had left no traces. He studied her carefully, she must have traced him right from Alade market. He widened his eyes to the realization, the gold, it must be the gold. But he needed to be sure. "What do you want?"

Abigail shivered in fear with her eyes fixed on Osagie. She could see the burning fire in his eyes. "I..don't..know what you talking about." She stammered.

"Why are you after me?" Osagie's voice sounded coldly.

"I'm not after you."

Osagie brought his gun low to her neck. "I say who are you? What do you want?"

Abigail opened her mouth to speak, then slowly pulled her gaze toward her ringing phone. She let the phone remained in her arm without staring at it. She knew her caller was nobody but James, but there was no way she was going to answer the call. She thought of what to do, eyes fixed on him, looking for an opportunity to strike.

Osagie directed his gaze toward Abigail's ringing phone and collected it from her. He glanced at the caller's name, and slowly met Abigail's gaze, then pressed the green bottom and held the phone to his ear.

"Hey, Where exactly are you?" James said from the other end. "Can you hear me? Tell me where you are before the bastard made away with my gold."

Osagie brought the phone down from his ear, ended the call, turned it off and put it in his pocket. Not this time, No one can take the gold away from him. He was ready to sacrifice all to keep the gold. He smiled, but a wicked one.

From the bright side of the street, Abigail stared at James and his bodyguards hurried down the street, but they couldn't see her in the dark corner that she was, and the people at the backyard seemed not to care about what was happening there. What would happened if she screamed? What if this guy blows off her head without mercy? What she saw in his eyes showed he could do it to escape with the gold, and she was right, Osagie was only thinking about the risk of a gun shot, the attention it might bring.

Osagie smashed a closed fist into Abigail's jaw like a bullet, snapping her back and knocking her mind clear. She floated at the edge of consciousness for few seconds.

Abigail screamed, loud enough to draw attentions and held her face in pain. She raised up her head toward the sounds of footsteps to see James and his men running toward her. Osagie was no longer in front of her, she turned back quickly and stared straight forward to see Osagie entering a dark corner.

"Are you alright?" James got to her side.

"I'm okay," she pointed her hand forward. "Go after him, he has passed through that way. Be careful, he has a gun."

James turned to Spenky. "You stay with her." He said, and hurried toward the place where Abigail had pointed with two of his men.

Osagie got to the back of the street. He stared back to see three men running toward him. He held his bag tight, running through the street.

"Get him!" James screamed as Osagie claimed a fence of a school into the compound, and they claimed after him.

Osagie was far ahead of them. He ran to the end of the school compound and took another fence, then jumped down into a quiet street where there were few uncompleted buildings. James and his men followed up, chasing him through the dark.

Osagie ran to the end of the street then stopped, keeping his back at them and stare back over his shoulder. James and his bodyguards ran toward him, but the fact that Osagie remained where he was, made James to think twice. He ordered his men to stop in about ten feet away from him. What is he up to? James held out his gun, pointed it forward and walked slowly toward him. "Give back the gold or you're dead."

Osagie kept his back at him, then stared at the darkest side of the street, he had put his guys on alert before confronting Abigail, just in case. About six men came out one after the other from different angle, with a guns in their arms, and they surrounded James and his men.

James widened his eyes in disbelief, about six guns or more were directed at them. "Sh**t."

Four of Osagie's men held James bodyguards from behind, pushed them to the ground and sprayed them with bullets. James widened his eyes in fear, his two hands were shaking. One them held him and put a gun to his head.

"Stop." Osagie ordered, and stared at James with a wicked smile, then brought out a wrap of weed from his pocket. He held it to his lips, light it and inhaled deeply. He walked toward James, and blew the smoke on his face. "You fool."

James cast him a deadly look. "You bastard.."

With annoyance, Osagie brought up his hand and gave James a heavy slap across his face. "Shhh! You don't talk when I talks." He put his hand on his shoulder and pushed him to his kneels. "This-is-my-territory."

James eyes were like coals of fire, but there was nothing he could do. If only he could make a call, but that would be impossible. If he had knew the guy was that dangerous, he would have prepared. Now it was too late, he had fallen into his trap.


Spenky held a torchlight as him and Abigail ran through the street, trying to locate James. They hurried from one street to the other with no traces of them. "This way." Spenky said.

'Wait," Abigail stopped. "Try James number again before we go the wrong way."

Spenky brought his phone up, dialed the same number he had dialed more than five times earlier. He held it to his ear and waited a few seconds. "No answer, let's get out of here."

"They must have gone far."

"Let's find them."

They hurried through a small part, and came out at the front of a school, beside it was a Catholic church and many locked stores on both side of the street. "Wrong way." Spenky said.

"Give me your phone," Abigail met his eyes.

"What do you want to do? Call James?"

"No, someone else."

"Who?"

Abigail stopped and stared at him. "Are you giving me the phone or not?"

"Why not." He gave her the phone.

Abigail typed in a number and held the phone to her ear.

"Hello?"

"Sarah, it's Abigail."

"Abigail? Are.."

"I need you here right away," she said into phone. "I'm around Ojota, along.." she stared at a signboard at the front of a store. "Olude street, at the front of community primary school. I will wait for you at the junction."

"What happened?"

"There is no time to explain, please hurry."

Few seconds of silence went by from the other end. "Okay, I will be there. Make sure you stay save 'cause that place you are is a dangerous zone at this time of the night."

"Hurry, please." Abigail ended the call and returned the phone back to Spenky.

"Who was that?" Spenky asked as they hurried forward.

"A friend."

Spenky stopped and met her gaze. "You think James would like someone else involved in this?"

"I'm not doing it for James, but for my safety." She continued walking forward. "Don't you think something is wrong? Why would James not pick his call, and we've been trying to locate them for the past fifty minutes without success."

"James is not an easy man to break."

Abigail glanced at him. "Even the great Samson was brought down by a woman."

Spenky stared at her silently as he hurried forward. He knew something was wrong, but he just doesn't want to admit it. He stopped as his torchlight picked something on the ground beside the school fence.

"What's that?" Abigail asked.

"It looks like a wallet." He picked it up. "It's James wallet."

Abigail looked at it "They may be somewhere around here."

Spenky scanned the length of the fence with his torchlight and deep his phone in his pocket. "Wait right here."

"Where are you going?"

"To check if they're in there." He jumped up and held the fence. 

Abigail stared at the fence, it was too tall for her to climb. "Don't leave me here."

"Stay right there, I'll get back to you." He said and jumped into the school compound.

Abegail turned and walked back through the part they came from to go wait for Sarah. She was so scared, pulling her eyes in every direction. A sound came from behind, she turned back in fear and saw no one. Maybe it was the wind moving things around, she thought. And started running as her foot would allow.

Osagie carried his bag from the ground, brought out the gold and stared at it with a smile. "Do you think, I would play nice for a gold worth millions of dollars?" He pulled his eyes to James. "This is a challenge, and who wins take the gold."

James stared at him. "Go to hell."

"No, you go to hell." Osagie stared at his men. "Kill him."

Without delay, they fired their guns heavily all over James, but it was just a waist of efforts. All eyes widened, even James couldn't believed it as he remained on his feet.

"Boss, him get juju for body." One of them said.

Osagie laughed and slowly clapped his hands. "Nice one, I'm impressed."

James was more than surprised. He never for once believed in juju, but now he knows it works. All the rituals that was performed on him as a crowned prince, had finally paid off.

One of them stared at Osagie. "Baba, watin make we do am?"

"Set him ablaze."

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Chapter Twenty Three

Debbi street was filled with knot of cars parked on the both side, music blasting from different angle, and young boys and girls settled in every corner of the street, with either a bottle of beer, a cigarette or weed.

Osagie, a very successful fraudster, rest his body against his car waiting patiently for the one had appointment with. He lifted a bottle of beer to his lips, swallowed a few content, then with the other hand he took a deep drag from his weed and aimed the smoke upward.

A young guy in a blue crazy jean and a black t-shirt approached him. "Boss," he lifted up his two hands as a sign of respect. "I hail you, baba."

Osagie took another drag from his burning weed and met his eyes. "Danny."

"Your boy dey loyal, baba."

"Where is Jango?" Osagie lifted his bottle to his lips.

"Him dey hustle, baba."

Osagie placed his bottle of beer on top of his car, deep his hand in his black jean pocket and brought out some money. "Take this, help me get some weed from Jango."

"Yes boss," Danny collected the money from him and left.

A white car rolled to a stop at the front of Osagie as he took a slow drag from his weed. The glass of the back window came down slowly to review a white man, and Osagie approached him. "Mr Colbert.."

"What's it you wanna show me?" Colbert asked.

Osagie turned and opened the door of his car and brought out a small bag, then entered into Colbert's car with his bottle of beer while the driver drove forward and parked behind a knot of cars.

Osagie brought out the gold from his bag and watched Colbert's eyebrows rise.

"Wow, just when I thought you couldn't surprise me anymore." Colbert studied the gold carefully. "Where the hell you got this from?"

Osagie lifted his bottle of beer to his lips. "I bought it."

"This isn't an ordinary gold, you know." Colbert glared at him. "This is an artifact of some black magic."

"I know what it is."

Colbert nodded. "Name your price."

Osagie glanced at the artifact with a smile. He knows the worth, and he was not ready to settle for less. "Twenty million dollars."

Colbert narrowed his eyes toward the artifact. He thought Osagie would demand more than he had mentioned. "It worth the price."

Osagie smile widened. Finally, he would become a billionaire. "When are you ready to pay for it."

"Send me your account details," Colbert said. "And see me in my office tomorrow at noon."

"Alright." Osagie collected it from him and put it back into his bag. "See you tomorrow." He opened the door and got down from the car while he watch it drove away.

He lifted his bottle of beer to his lips, swallowed a few content and walked back to his car. He light his weed and inhaled deeply with the feelings of a billionaire, and aimed the smoke forward.

"Boss," Danny walked back to him. "Here is it, baba."

Osagie collected about five wraps of weed from him, put in his breast pocket, then offered Danny some cash.

"Baba you too much," Danny said happily and walked away.

Osagie swallowed the last content of his beer and dropped the bottle on the ground, then got into his car and drove out of the street.

He checked his wristwatch, it was a minute pass six pm. He needed to go change some few dollars he had just received from his client before going to a night club with his guys. He pulled his car to a stop at front of Alade market and got down.

Alhaji Musa saw him coming and he quickly approached him. "Oga, I wan change dollar?"

Osagie met his gaze. "I want to change five hundred dollars."

"Come make I go my office," Musa said while Osagie followed.

"Dollar I be 315," Musa said as they got to his office.

"Alhaji, why your own be 315, when others dey change for 345?"

"Haba, megida na. Dollar I don come down, walahi."

"Your wayo too much alhaji." Osagie opened his wallet, counted out five hundred dollars and gave it to him. "Oya make it fast."

"Make I call am for my boy," Musa said and got to his feet. "My boy I go bring am the money."

"You better don't waist my time," Osagie checked his watch. "I have somewhere to go."

Alhaji Musa walked out of his office, went to a corner and held his cellphone to his ear. "Alo? Madam that man I don come, I dey my office."

"Good job," Abigail said from the other end. "I will be there in ten minutes."

"Make I come shap, shap the man I go comot. Alo? Alo?" Musa stared at the screen of his phone. "Kei, I don cut am."

Musa walked back into his office and stared at Osagie. "My boy I dey come." He said with a bright smile. "I want am minira?"

"I'm not here for mineral," Osagie glanced at his watch again. "Please make it fast and let me get out of here, it's getting dark."

"Make I no vex, oga. My boy I go come."

Few minutes later, Osagie checked his wristwatch again, it 6:36pm. "I don't think I can wait for this your boy, how long will it take him to bring the money."

"Make I no vex," Alhaji pulled himself up. "Me I go check am for my boy." He walked out of the office.

Osagie waited about a minute more and pulled himself up. He walked out of the office and met someone else. Within minutes he had changed his money and walked out of the office.

Musa saw him walking toward his car and hurried after him. "Oga I dey go?"

Osagie turned to face him. "I told you I don't have enough time. I've already changed the money."

"Haba oga, that one I no good, walahi."

"Next time." Osagie turned and walked to his car, opened the door and got inside.

Musa looked at the busy road. "Why this woman I neba come." He stared at Osagie as he was driving out of the place. He brought his phone from his pocket to make a call, then he saw Abigail's car pulling to a stop. He hurried toward her.

"Alhaji," Abigail said as she got out of her car.

"You I don tey, walahi" Musa said. "The man I don go." He pointed his hand toward Osagie's car as he was driving away.

Without a word, Abigail rushed back into her car and chased after him. She pushed in James number with one hand and held the phone to her ear. "Hello?"

"Yes." James said from the other end.

"I want you here, I've seen the man who bought the gold."

"Where are you?"

"I'm in my car, along Oregun road, I will call you back as soon as he gets to his destination."

"I will join you right away."

Abigail ended the call and increased the speed of her car, giving Osagie a few distance so that he wouldn't suspect her.

Osagie sang along with the music playing out from his car stereo. He stared through his side mirror and noticed the same car that had been following him, but he was not sure if the car was heading the same way with him or after him. He decided to find out by rolling his car to a stop at the side of the road. He stared through his side mirror again and found out the car had also stopped in a few distance from him. He narrowed his eyes in disbelief and drove his car forward, increasing his speed.

He diverted into a street and stopped, parking his car at the side of the street. He came out of it and noticed the same car parking in a few blocks away. He pretended as if he knew nothing that was happening, picked his bag from the back seat and walked through a small part at the side of a storey building.

Abigail held her cellphone to her ear and made a call to James. She ended the call and got out of her car, walking toward the building where Osagie had entered. It was dark but the street's light were on.

She discovered two locked shops at the front of the building and walked through the side off the building. She got to the back to see groups of boys and girls smoking and drinking. A snooker bord sited at the center of the yard.

No one in there seemed to notice Abigail's presence as she stood in a dark corner, staring round the place. Osagie was not there and she doesn't want to remain there either. She just need to wait for James in her car and keep eyes on the guy's car.

She turned to leave and stopped in a dull shook. Right in front of her, a man stared at her with cold eyes.

"What do you want from me?" Osagie held a gun to her forehand.

Abigail shivered....


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THE BURNING CITY

A Story Of Harry Enomamien


F*L*A*S*H

          

Tuesday  March14, 12:33am, Jos.

"Attack!!!" A tall dark skin man screams as the Muslims invades the Christians community. Killing men and women, young and old without mercy.

A fight breaks between the two religions, leaving dead bodies around the city.

"Allahu akba!!" A young muslim brother says in a loud voice, beheading a little girl not more than three years in front of him.

"Bring them out!"

They drags a man out of his house with his wife, along with four children. "Please don't kill us, pleassse!"  Without mercy, the Muslims set them of fire.

"Kill them all!!"

"No please don't...." A cutlass separates her body before she could finishes her words.

"Burn down their houses!"

The Muslims takes over the community, burning houses, and killing Christians.

*******

March 14, 7:19am, Jos.

The Christians gathers in a lager number at the front of Daniel's apartment. "We must attack them now." One of them says in annoyance.

"We don't just attack." Daniel says. "We need a plan." He slides his gaze to a young man standing beside him. "We need to plan it very well, if not, we will fall into their traps."

"We will do to them what they did to us." An old man raises his voice with so much anger. "Let's attack them at night."

"Let's attack them now," a woman's voice sounds aloud from the back. "Before they come after us."

"Yes we must get to them," a young man says. "Before they get to us."

Daniel stares at them for few seconds. "They are not fools," he says. "They know we are coming after them, if we are not careful, we will fall into their traps."


Coming soon!

[quote author=24hoursreporter post=68006568][/quote]Mr man, don't you understand English? Must you quote a full Chapter? I thought I warned you the last time. Enough of this please.

Nice one. I'd say I love the rhymes

Continued...



The three nurses surrounded Bode immediately and a doctor hurried in with a serious look over his face and joined the nurses, doing their best to keep Bode alive.

Abigail paced the hospital room silently, praying to God in her mind to save the poor guy. It wasn't his fault he bought the gold and James shouldn't treat him as a criminal. Sadness was written all over her face. She closed her eyes and shook her head in pity, then pulled her gaze toward the doorway.

James walked in with Spenky behind him. His cold eyes were fixed on Bode. "What is going on here?"

Doctor Mike took off his hand gloves and walked toward James. "He almost give up, but he's fine now."

James grabbed doctor Mike's shirt with annoyance and drew him close. "If he dies, I'm going to make sure you pay for my gold."

Anger bubbled in Mike. He took James hands off him and met his gaze. "How dare you? Who do you think you are?"

"I'm prince James, the Alale of Egba land." He leaned his head forward.

"And so what?"

"If you dare me, I'm going to make sure you don't exist again."

Doctor Mike stared at him with all hatred in his heart. He knows his type. He shook his head and walked away while the three nurses followed.

James took a step forward while Spenky stood at the door way. He stared at Abigail who leaned her back against the wall with her gaze fixed on the floor. "How come he's your manager?" James asked.

Abigail waited one or two breath before she reply. "He works for me."

James pulled his gaze toward Bode who was breathing on oxygen. "My gold is with him."

"Only yesterday I came to know about it." She glanced at him.

"I won't let him die, not until I get gold back." James said. "I sent my men to search his apartment but the gold wasn't there. He must have hide it somewhere."

Abigail stared at him for some seconds. "He had sold it."

James met her eyes. "He told you so? Who bought it from him?"

"He sold it to a complete stranger, a man he met on the street."

He took a step toward Abigail. "You must be joking."

"He sold it for five hundred thousand, and he was played without getting a dime."

James pulled his face toward Bode in anger and back to Abigail. "If what you're telling me is true, I will make sure he doesn't make it out of here."

"That's not going to give your gold back," Abigail took a step forward. "Go ahead, kill him. But at the end, you're still not going to get the gold."

James silently stared straight in her eyes with annoyance while Abigail walked out of the room.


Some minutes later, Abigail pulled her car to a stop at the front of Alade market and got out of it. She approached a man standing beside the gate of the market whom she suspected to be an Hausa man.

"Good afternoon." She greeted.

"Afternoon madam, you wan change dollar, pounds or euro?"

"No, I'm looking for Alhaji Musa."

"Alhaji Musa?"  The man stared at a group of men and pointed toward a man in white dashiki. "Na him be that."

"Thank you."

Abigail walked to the man and stood in front of him. "Good day sir."

"Costoma," Musa said with a smile. "I wan change am dollar?"

"Not really, I just want to ask you some few questions," she said. "Can we go to your office."

"Ba wahala," Musa said and took her into his office.

Abigail sat down and met his gaze. "A man brought a gold here to sell few days ago, he said he met you first. Do you remember?"

Alhaji Musa stared at her thoughtfully. "Me I no remember, wahahi. Me I neba buy am for gold I don tey."

"I didn't say you bought it. He wanted to sell to you but he end up selling it to another man."

"Ha..me I see am for man," Musa said. "That man I no good walahi. I come for me and sell am the gold for another person."

"I'm looking for person he sold it to."

"The man I thief the gold?"

"No. The person that bought it played him. I mean he did not pay."

"I no sell am for the man?"

"Not that. He..." Abigail paused, looking for the right words. "He sold it, but the man is a 419. He carried the gold away without paying for it."

Alhaji widened his eyes in disbelief. "The man I be 419? I no pay for the gold?"

Abigail shook her head. "He played him."

"Kai, that man I be barawo."

Abigail leaned forward in her chair. "Do you know him?"

"Me I neba know am, walahi." Musa said. "Ama, I dey come here to change am for dollar."

Abigail nodded. "When do he normally comes here?"

"I neba know, walahi. Ama, I dey come here to change am dollar ebeli week."

"I want to do business with you," she said.

Musa smiled. "Haba, bisnes I good, walahi."

"I will pay you two hundred thousand to get me informed wherever the man comes here."

"Ba problem, give am for me ya noba, me I go tell am for you weneba I come here, walahi."

They exchanged phone numbers and Abigail offered him a sum of fifty thousand naira as a deposit.


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