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Akposb:
Happy birthday mr Larrysun, I wish you a blessed year.

Thank you, sir.

Tolulopefinest:
His name is Larry Sun. He is a great writer, the author of The Brand Cain, Let the Gun Speak, Maria , Black Maria, and many other great books.
Let the birthday wishes start pouring in.

Wow! This means a lot. Thank you so much, bro. God bless you.

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BrainEya:
Oga Larrysun thank for the update.

Hmmmn leme let off my thought before I explode; First I appreciate and commend you for the effort you pumped in other to touch us with this story.

Although some of us are not able to purchase the attributes of this story as you placed on order; You should also try and stick to you word - that you will be updating on weekend which is Sunday. From what I've seen there, you skiped last sunday- that's unfair. Please try stick to your word its important..

I don't say you should check on that but as you wish...
''Begger are not chooser'' is what keep me going


For em broke nigga like me that want to finish this wonderful piece at a platter of gold; I welcome all of you em board for a bumping ride...


Ayem akwa mkpo okongho mbang enang!
For em Calabar and Akwa ibomite following this story

Okay. I apologise.

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The next update shall be posted on Sunday. Kindly bear with me. However, Update 25 is available.

The 25th Amendment

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Nickshrapnel:
Mr LarrySun, you made a mistake sir, when Murphy noticed Maria's presence in the room, he ought to say hello Titi and not hello Maria.

Thanks boss.

To be continued...

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“Now what are we going to do with him?” Irele asked.

“We have to get out of here,” Tobi replied, “This place isn’t safe.”

“Where would we go?”

“I have a place, a safehouse.”

“Then we should move immediately!” Irele said excitedly.

“I’m going nowhere with this madman,” said Tobi.

“Well, it’s your choice. You can decide to hang around and allow those idiots to regroup and finish you off, that’s your funeral; but don’t allow your pride to be the death of this beautiful young lady.”

“He’s coming along,” insisted Irele.

“My car is just down the street,” said Abubakar, “We have to carry Don there.”

“That’s not wise,” said Tobi, “Drive your car over here. We’ll have Don at the entrance of the restaurant by the time you reach here.”

“I think that’s a great idea,” said Irele. “We have to be fast. Time isn’t on our side.”

Abubakar stared from Irele to Tobi, debating whether to trust them with the suggestion. “Try anything funny and you’re both corpses.” He warned and left the room.

Tobi hoisted Don on his shoulder and followed Irele downstairs. He couldn’t believe he was now working with his enemy.

Abubakar insisted Tobi sat beside him as he drove the car; Irele and Don remained in the back. Abu knew that having Tobi behind him was dangerous. He could be shot in the spine by him. Although he didn’t think Tobi would take such a cowardly action, he still didn’t want to take any chance with a potential enemy. He placed his pistol on his right thigh as he drove on. One hand grabbed the gun while the other navigated the steering with care. He was watching Tobi from the corner of his eyes, expecting him to try anything silly. He sincerely wished Tobi realized that this was not the time to exact revenge; Don’s life was still at stake. They should get Don and Irele to safety first before they squared off. At the moment, they weren’t out of the woods yet.

“What is it about the red document?” Abubakar asked, “I guess that’s the cause of all these chaos going on.”

“You tell me,” Tobi glared at him. “You’re speaking as if you know nothing about it.”

“I know nothing about it.”

“At least your brother was honest. I guess you have a tattoo on your chest too.”

Abubakar frowned, “What nonsense are you talking about? Did you kill my brother because he had a random tattoo on his chest? When has having a tattoo on your body become a crime?”

“Your brother was a FAN, I’m sure you knew that.”

“What the hell is a FAN?”

“Federal Assassin Network.”

“My brother was an assassin?”

“Yes, like the bastard who shot your unconscious friend behind us. These assassins are well-trained to kill and follow orders without questions. They are a group that cuts across the whole federation and a ready to lose their lives in their missions. They are mercenaries, soldiers of absurdity. They live their lives on two principles: kill or get killed. They’ve been tasked with a new mission, get the red paper and kill anyone who attempts to stand in your way; hence why Irele and I have been under fire since yesterday.”

“What is your business with the document that you had too kill my brother over?”

“First and foremost, I didn’t kill your brother.”

Abubakar suddenly braked to a stop. “What!”

“I didn’t kill your brother,” Tobi repeated.

“You’re lying! That’s not the news I heard.”

“It’s the truth,” said Irele from behind, “He didn’t kill your brother. Your brother tried to kill. Tobi rescued me from him; he even tried to help your brother before he died.”

“What do you mean by ‘before he died’?”

“Your brother poisoned himself when I was questioning him.”

“I don’t believe you,” declared Abubakar, “I don’t believe either of you. You’re both liars.”

“You know I’m speaking the truth,” said Tobi, “Your brother chewed on cyanide because he didn’t want to reveal something he obviously knew.”

“My brother was shot in both arms, was that the work of cyanide too?”

“I admit, I shot him, but I didn’t shoot anywhere fatal in him. I only shot him to render him defenseless. You know the drift.”

“I still don’t believe you,” he started the car and continued the journey, “What is it about the red document, and what’s your involvement in everything going on?”

“I have nothing to explain to you,” replied Tobi, “You don’t believe me, so what is the essence of explaining anything to you? Besides, I’m going to seize every chance I get at killing you. You seriously don’t think I’ve forgotten the past, do you?”

Abubakar stared at him and smiled faintly. That smile was daring, as if he knew that Tobi was too weak to take him on. “I wish you all the best.”

They continued the rest of the journey in silence. The safehouse was in the heart of the heart of Lagos. They took about twenty turnings before arriving at the location. The house was a bungalow in an estate of about two hundred houses of exact designs. It was a low-cost estate built by the Lagos State government and sold to a selected two hundred families. Abubakar had bought this one from a family before moving over to Abuja. The house had been perfect for hiding because the evidence of purchase didn’t contain his name but that of the respectable family he had bought it from. Besides that, it was almost impossible for them to be located here. This building was in the middle of one hundred and ninety-nine other bungalows. However, Abubakar still had to observe the surroundings carefully before getting out of the car. The time was about a quarter past two when they all entered the house. The interior of the house was well-furnished. Abubakar had brought only his clothes when he bought the house. The furnishings had been exactly as the old family had left it. Abubakar had not only bought the house but also everything it contained. He had no time to start setting up furniture and drapes.

Don was laid in a bed in one of the bedrooms. He was breathing fine now and sleeping soundlessly. He would live. The rest of them went to the living room.

“I’m famished,” Abubakar said. He got up and went to the kitchen. He pried open some cans and made some quick food. He brought three plates to the sitting room. He dropped two on the table and balanced himself behind one. He didn’t invite Tobi and Irele to eat but the two attacked their food voraciously; they didn’t need any invitation. Whatever it was that they had eaten, they found it delicious and satisfactory. Tobi and Irele were too hungry to pick menus; the crazy killer had denied them of their breakfast in the morning when he shot at Tobi.
After the meal, Abubakar stared at the document on the table and said, “What is contained in that document?”

“Nobody knows.” Replied Irele.

“Then let’s find out,” he reached for the red document but Tobi quickly snatched it away.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“Release the document.” Abubakar seethed.

“Make me.” Tobi replied, his eyes burning fury.

“I’m tired of your nonsense,” Abubakar drew out his gun, Tobi quickly produced his pistol too. Both men were aiming their weapons at each other, their guns like mirror-images as they both threatened.

“What is it with you men and violence? Can’t you ever reach an agreement without resorting to violence?”

“Tell your boyfriend to release the document.” Abubakar declared.

“I don’ trust you.” Said Tobi, “You might be a FAN, too, just like your brother. Wake up, Irele, this bastard killed my wife. How do you know he would not blow our brains after getting his hands on the document?”

“I assisted you in killing those men after your life, brought you into my secret chamber, fed you, and you still think I’m one of those silly assassins? Don’t you think you would have died if I had wanted you dead? I gave you food and you ate it without even giving it a second thought.”

“I ate your food because I knew you would not poison it. Of all vile things that you are, I don’t see you as a coward who would poison another person. Just like me, you’re not the poison kind, you make your statement with a trigger, you write on the wall with blood. Besides, I was damn hungry to say no to the food.”

“To hell with you,” said Abubakar, “I’m nothing like you. I’m not a soldier, I’m a warrior. I don’t take a knife to a gunfight. I’m the first and last a dealer in copper; the bullet is my coin, the pistol my bank.”

“Okay, both of you should lower your guns right now!” Irele ordered.

It was as if they didn’t hear her speak. Both men were still glaring at each other, each one studying the finger of the other on the trigger.

“I said lower your guns!” she was furious.

And so, slowly, the men lowered their weapons, but they were sill glaring at each other.

“Good,” said Irele, “Tobi, if you don’t trust Abubakar, I know you trust me. We’ve run from flying bullets together. You’ve gone through a lot to keep me alive. But we can’t continue to run without knowing what we are up against. We have the right to know what is chasing us, and I believe the answer lies in that document you are holding. We need to know what it contains.”

“I agree with you,” replied Tobi, handing her the document. “Open it and tell us what you find.”

Both Tobi and Abubakar sat in a single-seater on either side, facing each other, while Irele sat in the double-seater and tore out the nylon on the document. They all held their breaths as Irele unfolded the paper within. What they must have imagined it contained, what information they must have thought it possessed – the paper revealed something entirely different. On one side of the paper was a cryptic message.

They heard Don’s sudden scream from the bedroom.

The next update (The 18th Speculation) shall be posted on Sunday. But if you can't wait till then, the PDF and other subsequent updates are available for sale at N50 only.

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