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Skimpledawg:
Yeah!!! It's mah birthday, just saying tnx to God for a oda year. OYA oya D9ty7, I need a bdae update dedicated to me ooo. U know na


Cc: Suxxman, alberto2k, stuff46,onemansquad,Olashas
, standd, Kenwins, cm n gimme mah presents o

hbd boss

harjibolar10:
@ Skimpledawg, happy birthday, long life and prosperity



@d9ty7, keep em coming boss + Thanks for the update

Tnx to u niqqa... And Also to sammyomotola n Olanireti

Yu guys rock

kenwins:
Let him know oo.
Alberto2k.... U shld know i miss u lyk WHAT HAPPEN! BTW Albert,if i dnt miss u,who will?

My go0nz will na

Skimpledawg:
Yeah!!! It's mah birthday, just saying tnx to God for a oda year. OYA oya D9ty7, I need a bdae update dedicated to me ooo. U know na


Cc: Suxxman, alberto2k, stuff46,onemansquad,Olashas
, standd, Kenwins, cm n gimme mah presents o

HBD bro.... Sorry for the late wishes. ....Been busy offline.... Wullnp

Who r d other occupants? Oga dee kom n answer me pls

princesssusan:
Who r d other occupants? Oga dee kom n answer me pls

Occupants? As in?

D9ty7:
Occupants? As in?

Room 35

princesssusan:
Room 35

Its like you missed something. Mark met an empty room. While Tina was stopped by a man she saw at the reception, which means the man was a spy, he notified the occupants of the room what was going on and the left the room only to lay ambush for Tina on her way to join Mark and co in the room.
Clear?

D9ty7:
Its like you missed something. Mark met an empty room. While Tina was stopped by a man she saw at the reception, which means the man was a spy, he notified the occupants of the room what was going on and the left the room only to lay ambush for Tina on her way to join Mark and co in the room.
Clear?

Okay i get it now tnks

oga dee radon...1 gala to ur pocket

D9ty7:
It seems like y'all want to be invited before showing up here. No wahala, I go mention all of una.

tnx 4 d invite, i really dnt lyk gate crashing.......smiles

I appreciate y'all. Even though the comments are not much like I expected, that won't discourage me cos I have a feeling, the comments are still gonna come.[/quote]Dee biko no vex, was outta subscription ni. Hmmmmmm.... Dis story z gettin deeper by d day. Tina shud tell Chris abt his father nd save herself d everyday drama joor. Mark z being a gud boi nw. Nyc 1! Kip it up man!

Skimpledawg:
Thanks so much Bros..... It's gonna make mah day.

D real story just got started..... Am liking d actions n twists. More cells to ya brain Dee.

Harjibolar10, cm n read n analyse o.

skimple so u dy celebrate bday shey u tel me say u don 4gt d day wey dy born u
HBD BRO WULLNP

*wia tecno4life oya cum serve dis guy orijin nd bacardi wit catfish pepper soup*

Onemansquad:
skimple so u dy celebrate bday shey u tel me say u don 4gt d day wey dy born u
HBD BRO WULLNP

*wia tecno4life oya cum serve dis guy orijin nd bacardi wit catfish pepper soup*

*ties white towel arnd d neck n adjusts ma belt.,...anxiously waiting*! tecno bros, fast!

@suxxman, tanx man

harjibolar10:
You may be right sir


But you know, if he's proud and clean about what he has done with his friend's wife, I think he need not to hide under the quest of looking or wanting to, find a kid, so as to keep adeola shut or something

And, what did you think the abortion is for then?


He should just come out straight, and tell daniel that, he's the one that was responsible for turning his wife into a barren, and believe you me, I will gladly agree with you that, he did not force her

hmmm! it like what u said make brain... nice one sir

am so into dis story...........following all d way

Dee oya faint I don comment
Oms gv me 10bottles of origin make I take step up

Nice one bro. Continue doing the real work. God bless you bro. But we haven't heard anything about sisi and Eniola.

MrNiceGuy5:
Nice write up bro. But please don't use any company name or product name that is existing in your story. Please don't create wahala for yourself. One Love bro

Fixed. I really appreciate your calling my attention to that. Oya, modify your post and delete th text you quoted.
One love!

Onemansquad:
skimple so u dy celebrate bday shey u tel me say u don 4gt d day wey dy born u
HBD BRO WULLNP

*wia tecno4life oya cum serve dis guy orijin nd bacardi wit catfish pepper soup*

U well so?
I look like waiter?
Brings Bacardi and catfish pepper soup to skimpledawg

--continuation--
Mark in company of his bike man sped into the stadium and without thinking twice, he rushed over to the parking lot.
"Hey...hey." A policeman called.
Mark glared at him, hissed and made for the section where the trucks were parked.
"Are you deaf?" The policeman asked.
Mark ignored him, yanked the door open, hopped into the only odd van in the section, but a big problem surfaced, there was no key.
"Hey man, I am CIA agent, there is a bomb in this truck. Can you inform the organisers of this event?" Mark asked as he flashed his Identity card, as well as his badge.
"Here is the key." He policeman handed the key to him and immediately, he switched on the ignition and roughly backed the car out of the compound, not minding if there was anyone on the way.
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Tina parked her car by the roadside, removed a traffic symbol from the trunk and placed it at the centre of the road, therefore, bringing all vehicles to a halt and a few seconds later, Mark drove past her. She was forced to check her watch and she realised that they still had ten seconds before the bomb detonates.
"Mark, you have five seconds." She screamed as she ran after the truck and immediately, Mark pulled the brake therefore, bringing the tuck to a halt at the centre of the road.
"Secure every entry and exit in the stadium, no one is allowed to leave or enter." Mark ordered as he alighted from the truck, and ran after Tina towards the stadium which was a few yards away.
Tina stopped running and waited until Mark caught up with her.
"Ten seconds should be up already, isn't it?" She asked looking at the truck which still remained.
Mark stared at the truck then, back to her.
"The VIP box." He said and took off, while Tina followed back into the stadium.
"No one is allowed into the stadium." A policeman said.
"Are you nuts? Don't you know me?" Mark asked.
"That's the instruction, no entry, no exit."
"I gave the instruction. I am Agent Mark, are you crazy?" Mark ranted angrily, but all the policeman did was to turn his back to the gate, an action which infruriated Mark, he stretched his hand through the bars and grabbed the policeman's neck.
"Unlock this goddam gate and let me in." He said, but the policeman still struggled.
"Mark." Tina screamed as she saw Mark strangle the man till he became unconscious.
"He is not dead. Get the medics." He said as he jumped on a SUV parked just infront of the walls and jumped into the compound.
Without bothering to get the key to open the gate for Tina, he took off towards the stadium, even though he had never been to the stadium, but the few he had seen in America, the way to the VIP box are always the same.
"There is a bomb in the building, everybody out." He screamed at the education official who were just about kick starting the National debate.
"If you can hear me, a bomb detector is needed right away in the vip box." He said into his communication device.
"Your game is up." A masculine voice thundered.
Mark turned to face the man who held a gun with a wicked smile on his face.
"That's the bomb over there." The man said pointing towards the extreme.
And that moment, Mark did the unthinkable by running towards the man who foolishly released two shots which broke the glass used in constructing the VIP box and he lunged an attack on the man whose gun dropped in the process. Mark need not to be told, he ran out and jumped, thanks to the broken glasses and the next second, he landed on the spectator's chairs.
"Mark, over here." He heard Tina call from the centre of the pitch and lazily, he dragged himself away from the chairs. One last row before he got to the ground level, the bomb detonated with a lound blast and the VIP box came crashing as well as the other parts of the stadium.
"Are you okay?" He saw her beautiful face, but he could only smile weakly until he passed out.
"We need medical attention here." She said to no one in particular as she lifted a very big concrete which fell on Mark's leg away.
"Mum." A familiar voice called and she turned.
There stood amidst thousands of student, her one and only Christopher.
"What are you doing here?" She asked as the boy ran towards her and jumped on her they they almost fell.
Her mind was in great turmoil, first, Mark must not die. Secondly, the reason why the bomb didn't go off in three minutes like she was made to understand and thirdly, why the bomb was not found in the truck, but rather inside the stadium's structure.
Loud applause broke out and sounded around the stadium, but she wasn't interested in why they were clapping or those who were clapping.
"Will he survive?" She asked a lady dressed in a madical suit.
"He needs medical attention." The lady replied.
"Then give it to him." She shouted at the lady.

END OF CHAPTER 4

D9ty7 i see you. welldone bro#FirstToComment

Bravo!!! mark u real try. D9ty7 happy sunday.

Wow.... Gone for less than 24hours, and was like part of me was missing


Mark I must say, you are a good compatriot, and you are a hero, but this is Nigeria thou. Get well soon mark Jr. I hope it won't be a great disappointment that will break you forever, when you find out that, the person behind all this is your p-man... just saying thou

To Miss or should I use Mrs Tina, you ain't doing bad yourself, it's just that, I'm starting to believe, you have something for this gentleman, and it's okay if you have, it's just that that man is also a father..

I wonder why some people are so selfish and reckless in their quest of getting their aim aquired, imagine someone will just Woke up on faithful morning, and decide to waste some young fellas, just in the name of Revenge, that's henious act... Its too much

Diarisgodoo

Keep em coming Oga

Thanks to Mark and Tina. Minister for education will forever be grateful. Mark get well soon. Good job Dee. Happy Sunday everyone

CHAPTER 5
Danny Lovato was standing in front of Colonel Mark Anthony with red bloodshot eyes while a visibly angry Mark stood beside the tv stand.
"But sir, you are making me feel incompetent. It wasn't like I sent you amateurs to finish this job. These men are one of the best in my armies, but I think the security agents who controlled the situation are experts." Lovato began.
"Listen to me man, expertise or no expertise, you've been in this game for a long time, don't you know about tricks? Can't you trick them? Can't you outsmart them? If you want to attack the Minister for education as planned, instead of setting the bomb around where he was seated, can't you set it on his car? Then whoever wants to avert it keeps running around." Mark Anthony asked.
"You do have a point sir. But remember, these boys loaded under your nose, you shoul give them a bit of incentive, being an ex millitary man. And moreso, the bomb was first placed inside a truck, but the useless captain who went over to an hotel to do only God knows what, as well as the useless Lagos commander who took a spy into his room as a worker and he threw caution to the air. He made all his calls in the lady's presence, and being a spy, she recorded everything, sent it to her boss and security agents were waiting for them at the hotel, by the time they arrived. It was at the last minute that I made a call and sent one of my men to change the location of the bomb and thanks to the expertise of these agents once again, their guess was right, because they located the bomb inside the executive box, and even though they couldn't stop it. They ended up evacuating everybody and the bomb went off without achieving our aim." Lovato explained.
"You have been talking about expertise and everything as if you are not an expert yourself. Or what do you call this type of failure?" Mark Anthony asked.
"I am expert in my field, but those against me are experts too. And even the Nigerian government are experts because they have simply wised up. They now work directly with America. They have a close working relationship with the CIA and I learnt one of their top agents is working for Nigeria against us." Danny Lovato explained.
This revelation didn't shock Mark Anthony much, afterall, The United states of America as they are known to be a world power, loved interfering in things that doesn't concern them. So, their assisting Nigeria is not suprising. But the CIA doing the job is a major concern. The CIA as they are known would stop at nothing unless they bring an end to these madness and they would start by establishing a direct relationship with the Nigerian Embassy and the American embassy and immigration services of the two nations to control and have a first hand knowledge of the entry and and exit into the two countries. But that was the least of his worries right now.
"I lost about six of my men today and three were arrested with injuries, while one escaped. And only one man did the job." Danny Lovato explained.
"One man? How possible?"
"Well, he led the team to Ocean view hotel, got a first hand idea of what my men are up to, then rushed over to the stadium to destroy everything. Even though I am not suprised, he is CIA." Danny explained.
"His profile?" Mark Anthony asked.
"I don't have it here, but one of my men is getting facts about him." Danny replied as he slumped on the nearest sofa.
"Here sir." A young man handed an android tablet device to Danny Lovato who quickly went through the profile.
"He is even a Nigerian-American." He said as he gave the device to his employer.
"Mark Ashimolowo?" Mark Anthony asked. "My son?" He asked himself.
"Yes sir, Mark, that's his name. You know him?" Danny asked.
"Not at all. Am just suprised, his being a Yoruba." He replied. "God punish you Grace. Is this how you intend to set my son against me? You'll pay." He though as he angrily swept all he had on his table to the floor.
"Are you okay sir?" Danny asked as he rushed to hold him.
"Am fine. Get off me." He screamed.
"Get him the nurse." Danny commanded the young guy who brought the tablet and at once he left the room.
"I don't need the nurse. I need Grace." He said before he passed out.

--to be continued--

Eeyah, there is nothing bad as knowing that, your Trailer is the person that comes from within you, and won't stop at nothing to bring you down



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9z work dee
but u made a mistake up there in the last update. check the first line, u wrote '... in from of ...' in the stead of '... infront of...'

ghen ghen ghen....kpish kpish! nw d real war bout beginin. nyc 1 dia Mark jr. U made america my coun3 proud,!
Oga dee, nyc updates....mor mb to ya brain n lappy!
#tecno4life, abeg bring my order to d front row

This man, were have you been? You abandoned us over there for months, and even camping in dee's thread? Diaris god oooo
how is life with you?

handie:
D9ty7 i see you. welldone bro#FirstToComment

the love they foundation level o. Mark survive so that she no go de heart broken.
Nice update