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sorzy1:
Nice one larrysun, i almost gave up on the story but am now glad that you are still on it. Keep it up.

Oh! Thank you so much, sir, for still sticking to the story. You will be impressed, I promise.

do4luv14:
now dis what i called route line
keep it up mehn 3gbosas for you,

Thank you, sir.

Gotee11:
this thing done become more than serious ooh

It's really not yet serious.

BlissfulJeff:
nice one harry.

Harry? Call me LSD.

heftycul:
eku ise opolo sir

Thank you, sir.

prisiliveth:
I luv peter maturity,pls don't let her die,thanks for d update. greater u I pray

He can both be mature and immature.

TheBlessedMAN:
lolz... If nt becos 14yearz dey at stake for gays ni, i 4 say, THATS WHY I LOVE U..

I'm not there o.

So sorry for the late update. I was very busy.

Anyway, the next update does not change.

The next update shall come up on Monday 13th of March.

Thank you and God bless you all.

LSD (Larry Sun Dynasty)

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“Wow,” said Emeka, “I’m speechless!”

“Good. Now listen very carefully to me, Shoprite is just fifty metres ahead. You will get out of this car, take the four bags of money at the backseat and disappear. You have served your purpose well. The money is your compensation.”

Emeka stared at Lucas for a moment. He wanted to say something but thought better of it and opened the door.

“One other thing, Emeka, you must not breathe a word of everything I told you to anyone. If you do, I will find you wherever you are and I will kill you. I don’t make empty threats. You didn’t hear anything about Christopher, Lucas, Mazi, Rough-88, Mandela, The Mantis Gang or The Kabba-Kabba.”

Emeka stepped out of the car without replying. He opened the back door and retrieved the money.

“That was such an adventure,” he said as he walked away with bags containing money.

Lucas zoomed off immediately. The time was 10:25pm.


That was such an adventure!

The revelation hit him like a raging matador. He pressed the brakes sharply and the car screeched to a stop.

“Oh my goodness!”

He made a sharp U-turn and zoomed back to where he had dropped the passenger.

The loose pieces of the puzzle were slowly engaging themselves in his head as he drove on. Emeka had intentionally called out his own name to his hearing at the restaurant – he wasn’t making any calls. Emeka didn’t grab him at the staircase by chance – it was purposeful. Emeka didn’t take the silenced pistol from the abductors – the dead men didn’t have silenced pistols. Emeka didn’t shoot aimlessly at the warehouse – he had actually killed all the men outside, because no bullet must go to waste. Mazi had stared with surprise at the entrance and had seen Emeka before he fell down dead – that was because he saw a resemblance I didn’t see; he knew whom he was staring at. Emeka had removed his glasses that short time. The eyes! God gracious! The eyes!

The table had turned a long time ago. He didn’t use Emeka; instead, Emeka had used him. Emeka had always been many steps ahead of him right from the beginning. Another revelation suddenly occured to him and he groaned out loud. The master deceiver was not dead – the god of disguise had done it again!



Emeka was the grandfather he met in the village!

The grave he was shown was Christopher’s grandfather’s.

Emeka, the brown-haired rapper, was Christopher!

Christopher was alive. And he had used him (Lucas) to kill his evil father, because he didn’t want to commit patricide. His friend was alive!

The joy that filled his heart was beyond description. He finally felt whole again.

But there was no Christopher where he had dropped him. He laughed out loud. He had told Emeka that he didn’t want to see him again. His friend would make him sweat a little bit before revealing himself. The knowledge that Christopher was alive and well was enough to keep him happy for the rest of his life.
However, he knew Christopher too well. He would not stay hidden from him for too long. Christopher himself had told him in the village that he would always be with him. He had always been with him.

He looked behind him and found two of the four bags of money. Typical Christopher; he had always believed in equality. And talking of equality, he knew what Christopher was going to do next. He had used him to kill his father, now he would pay back the favour by fighting the one ultimate battle.

TMG and KK, watch out, Christopher is back in town.

The first person Lucas knew Christopher would be going after was Mandela – the bearded man in the red cap.

And lastly, Christopher would unleash terror on his enemies with one single name – Lucas!


THE END

©Larry Sun, January 2017

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Frenzy007:
Yes

Kindly follow back. I'm sorry for the disappointment.

With the new information I had, it didn’t take too long before I located Christopher’s mother’s family house. The house seemed deserted except for a bent old man. The dilapidating house was built with mud and thatched roof; the old man didn’t seem to mind the situation of this godforsaken hut. This was his house, and he would either die in it or under it. I greeted the man but it seemed like he didn’t even understand English, so I had to relate with him in the local language i was sure he would understand. He initially regarded me with suspicious and wary look until I told him my name and asked after Christopher. He said Christopher had told him I might come. Right there, sighed with relief. I had finally reached the last destination. The man invited me into the hut and offered my the oly drinks he had – palm wine. He skillfully avoided my question when I asked him about Christopher; he was rather talking about things unrelated to my visit – the birds, the trees, the music, the cultures and traditions of the ancient village. I thought old age must have been denying the man of his sharp mind for him to be talking about things that didn’t concern me.



“ ‘Where’s Christopher?’ I interrupted him sharply. I was getting tired of his unending spiel.



“ ‘He’s dead, my son,’ the old man replied, ‘Christopher is dead.’



” ‘What!‘ I couldn’t believe my ears. what nonsense was this old man talking about?



“Let me explain everything, my child,’ said the man, ‘Christopher came in here with two gunshot wounds on his body – on the stomach and on the back. I didn’t know who he was at first but I decided to treat him. his wounds were too deep and infected; he didn’t get himself treated on time, so it had gone beyond redemption. I knew he was going to die; all I could do was relieve him of his pains.’



” ‘You killed him?’ I was about to pounce on him and beat him black and blue.



” ‘No, I gave him some medicines to relieve his pains. then he told me who he was. He was my grandson. he was the son of Ifeoma who left this village many years ago because she had a child out of wedlock. He was the child of Ifeoma my daughter who was killed with her family thirteen years ago. I asked him why he left his family for thirteen years and he replied that a stranger had accosted him on the street and told him Mr Oka was not his real father; his real father wanted to kill him.



“ ‘Why would a father want to kill his own son?’ I was confused. Nothing the man was saying made sense to me.



“The old man continued as if he had not heard me, ‘The stranger had told him to run for his life and not tell anyone his whereabouts..



“ ‘Does that mean that it was Christopher’s biological father who ordered the execution of his family?’



“The old man nodded sadly.



“ ‘Why did the man want his son dead?’ I asked again.



“ ‘Mazi is a public figure with a family. He is the village’s most powerful man of wealth. He has a family with children. It was rumoured that his wife’s family helped him to attain the fame and power he got; but he could not put his zippers on check when he saw Ifeoma. He ended up raping her; but his wife must not know about this lest he be stripped of all his fortune and power. He wanted to kill Ifeoma as soon as he discovered that she was pregnant. His wife must not know about this. Sleeping with a random girl was one thing, impregnating her was another. His wife’s family would destroy him. We managed to hide Ifeoma from him until she put to bed. Somehow, someone had informed him that the baby had been born; and so we had to send Ifeoma and her baby to another village where we believed she would not be found; but after almost twenty years, Mazi still tracked her and her family down. One of the many regrets my grandson had before he died was the fact that he would not be able to avenge his family’s murder on Mazi.



“And so the old man struggled upright and led me to the back of the hut where he showed me my friend’s grave.



“ ‘That’s my grandson buried beside his grandmother,’ he had said, with sadness etched on his wrinkled face. He told me that Christopher was initially named Emeka. He shared the same first name with you. Can you see why I had to use you?



“Filled with so much anger at what Mazi had done, I stood over my friend’s grave and swore that I would avenge his death. Mazi, TMG and KK would all pay for their wickedness. I turned to the grandfather and asked him to grant me the permission to adopt Christopher’s name. It was only both of us who knew that Christopher was dead; and no one really knew what he looked like except me and the man. Mazi didn’t know, neither did Mantis and KK. I would go after Mazi first then return to square off with the gangs – they had killed my friend; they, too, would pay the steep price. The old man blessed me and told me that Christopher would always be with me. Barely two days after I became Christopher, I lured Mazi to Lagos by killing one of his operatives and leaving a threatening letter for the rich thug to find. In a week, Mazi left the east for Lagos.



“Lagos is a big city. How was Mazi able to locate you?” Emeka asked.



“I located him. I tracked down one of his goons and beat Mazi’s whereabouts out of him before I killed him. Then I proceeded to give Mazi a false location about Christopher’s whereabouts.”



“Please go on.”



“Two days ago, I contacted Mazi again and told him that Christopher would be appearing at the Tafawa Balewa Square in the afternoon of today. With the anger of hearing about how Christopher had been killing his men, he didn’t even verify the information that reached him; he just gave the order to have Christopher taken to him alive. He had a personal score to settle with him. The truth, however, is that I led them to chase after a more dangerous person. The bearded man in the red cap would kill them all in a single stroke; that was actually what I was counting on. I stood far away watching how they would all be wasted on trying to confront the man. But my plan was foiled; I thought Mazi himself would be there when they try to attack the bearded man, but that was not to be. I didn’t suspect that Mazi would ask that Christopher be brought to a certain location.



“When that realisation occured to me, I quickly sought out Mazi’s right-hand thug and killed him within that hour. I took his phone and went to the only place I knew would be crowded after TBS. I went to Shoprite. I needed to find a mark fast. I sat down in the restaurant and ordered for a bottle of wine as I looked around for a suitable bait. I had another plan in mind. I was still searching when you picked a table close to me and ordered for a meal. You made a call at that moment and I heard you introduce yourself as Emeka to the person at the other end of the line. On hearing your name, I knew I had found a bait; you share the same name with Christopher, and your full beards was enough to convince the abductors that you were really Christopher. I walked out of the restaurant as soon as I heard you mention your name. I walked away and made a call to the men waiting in TBS. Then i went to the restroom wth my bag, changed into these casual shirt and faded trousers, fixed the false moustache and wore the wig.



“By the time I came out of the restroom, you were already leaving the restaurant and walking towards the staircase close to me. I had to act fast or I would lose you. As you reached the staircase, I suddenly came before you and tripped. You grabbed me immediately. Then I knew I had had you. The rest you know.”

prisiliveth:
More wisdom Larrysun. I know exactly how Rhoda felt I hope she survive..........

Thank goodness she isn't a rat.

BlissfulJeff:
beautiful write up bro.

Thanks boss.

TheBlessedMAN:
It wil b the 2nd worst tin i eva do with my hand if i read any update of Larrysun without dropping a comment...(first was voting 4 buhari) so b4 d 2nd one happen... I say.. OGA Larrysun, u b boss o... I cork my Gun 4 u 3times o... Welldone bro... Patiently awaiting ur nxt update and d return of Buhari.. Which eva comes first... No QUALMS..

My update came before Buhari.

marvwhite:
Larrysun how can you be this heartless?
Why did you let Rhoda poison herself(good thing she's not dead,you never said she died),there are other ways to stay away from Black.


just my point of view sir.

You are doing great sir

A broken heart is hard to mend.

preciousuweh:
Seven words " larrysun, you are great, keep it up"

Thank you, sir.

IemFava:
he's back

He definitely is.

morsadh:
Basky, jes lukatew. Smh.

LarrySun, you be chairman. This is good. I am sure that you'll go far.

Thank you, sir, for believing in me.

The next update shall come up on Thursday 9th of March. Thank you and God bless you all.

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Frenzy007:
nawa o ReuEL12 xo na once month u dey update abi.... ok nah sha me i dey unfollow kiakia u and larrysun nah d same

So, you've unfollowed my story?

TheNathan:
Basket o ..........showing him you're still the boss

Boss of bosses.

[quote author=nkemdave post=54102281][/quote]Thank you, sir. I'm glad to keep you company.

kingphilip:
And when he unfolded the paper, he found it to be the page of a Bible. On the page was Deuteronomy 5, and all the words of verse 19 were underlined. Thou shall not steal.

This got me laughing so hard

Nice update Larrysun
May your week be great

Boss! It's been a while. How are you, sir?

Niwdog:
Basky na badt guy

Badt thief.

vickkydgreat:
I believe larry is back now

Larry is back now.

darkid1:
Hello LarrySun , I got a job for for you, quite urgent, pls contact my partner on 09030710581 . Thank you.

Contacted. Thank you so much, sir. You rock!

JohnGainsville:
I've being reading this piece since as a guest and now I am officially a member...LarrySun you're indeed a talented writer...keep it up sir

You're welcome to Nairaland, sir.