TheBlessedMAN:
Even if this old man wey dem dey call Oyinprince no mention us, We go still show our handsome 'faeces' on top his thread... Na becos say d Tori sweet wella...

Make I use wheelbarrow run go cal m bosses on d TEAM...


SmartestPopQUEEN...

T.gold...

Rohy....

Mrlemuel....


Abeg cum show ur beautiful and handsome Faeces 4 here o....

Make we Rock this Thread together...

[size=40pt] TEAM HERO [/size]

this guy is too funny...... Well thanks for the safe wheelbarrow ride yhu gave me.... Be fast and bring the others...


Oyinboss.. Ride on

I think it was a setup from d office I don't knw anyway bt sha knw dat something is wrong somewhere

SmartestPopQUEEN:
this guy is too funny...... Well thanks for the safe wheelbarrow ride yhu gave me.... Be fast and bring the others...


Oyinboss.. Ride on

thanks 4 coming boss... Ur V.I.P seat is always reserved

Lemme read this.

Intresting piece bro, keep em coming. While we wait for updates, who is the official waiter of this thread. I need something to drink...

sorry for coming in late, let me get a good seat for my self

SmartestPopQUEEN:
this guy is too funny...... Well thanks for the safe wheelbarrow ride yhu gave me.... Be fast and bring the others...


Oyinboss.. Ride on

Queen Which one be Team hero again, una get super powers ?

grabs a seat

Pidgin swt for mouth sha.



I dey gbadu u, ride on.

donkross1:



Queen Which one be Team hero again, una get super powers ?

boss, I don't mean to be Rude, buh, I think that Que should rather be put to, THEBLESSEDMAN, T.GOLD1, ROHY nd Mrlemuel... They are the C.P.U behind that HERO TEAM..

TheBlessedMAN:
thanks 4 coming boss... Ur V.I.P seat is always reserved

thanks dude....

SmartestPopQUEEN:
boss, I don't mean to be Rude, buh, I think that Que should rather be put to, THEBLESSED.MAN, T.GO.LD1, RO.HY nd Mrlem.uel... They are the C.P.U behind that HERO TEAM..

Lol you sef dey take me serious? Moi was only kidding joor

Oya, I Don Land With My Hummer Plane(dnt ask me where I get that from) **runs to the farthest row at the bk** Make Una No Blame Me, Na Cinematic Film This One Be, Na For Bk Bk E Dey Sweet Well Well..

TheBlessedMAN:
Even if this old man wey dem dey call Oyinprince no mention us, We go still show our handsome 'faeces' on top his thread... Na becos say d Tori sweet wella...

Make I use wheelbarrow run go cal m bosses on d TEAM...


SmartestPopQUEEN...

T.gold...

Rohy....

Mrlemuel....


Abeg cum show ur beautiful and handsome Faeces 4 here o....

Make we Rock this Thread together...

[size=40pt] TEAM HERO [/size]

No Vex my homey.

I no be old man o, na Donkross1 get that qualification.

SmartestPopQUEEN:
this guy is too funny...... Well thanks for the safe wheelbarrow ride yhu gave me.... Be fast and bring the others...


Oyinboss.. Ride on

Welcome

stuff46:
Intresting piece bro, keep em coming. While we wait for updates, who is the official waiter of this thread. I need something to drink...

welcome boss.
DONKROSS, where that girl wey suppose dey serve drinks na? You never release am from your room?

ysadiq, Rajesh, Mrlemuel, FlordFlorex, ritababe,

WELCOME guys

The Missing File - Chapter 2 part 3

"Uncle Uche said he'll come to the house first and then we will go together," Patience answered her mother's question.

"When did he say he'll come?" Lydia asked.

"He said he just wanted to take something inside his house, that I should be going, he'll meet me."

"Hmm..." Lydia hummed, shaking her knees with her two hands clasped together in between. "I hope he comes. Even though he's wicked, he's the only relation of your father that's around here, your father's twin who used to helpful is no more."

"Why don't we call him to find out where he is now?" Covenant suggested.

"Okay," Patience said and took out her Nokia C1 phone from her purse.



"Nazaretha, where are you going to?" Their mother shouted as they saw Nazaretha walk out of the room.

"I'm coming Mummy," Nazaretha replied without stopping to take a look at his mother and sisters, he walked out of the house to meet his friends who were waiting for him.


"He's not picking o," Patience said after trying twice.

"He's not picking?" Lydia said and took out her tecno Tv phone, she dialed the number on it. After three attempts, she had to stop as Uncle did not answer the call. "Why is he not answering now? Or is he on his way here already?"

"Maybe," Patience said.

"I don't think he is," Covenant objected. She got up from her seat and turned to face the others, "Uncle is not going to come," she said, using her hands to emphasize her point.

"Why do you say so?" Patience asked.

"We all know Uncle Uche very well, he's not going to step a foot in here, especially because it a matter that involves the police. He doesn't even help when we have minor issues," Covenant was saying but attention was diverted from her to Nazaretha who just stepped back inside. All eyes were on him as he walked to the television and dashed out again.

"What did he take?" Their mother asked in an alarmed tone, getting up to her feet.

"It's only his sim card pack," Patience said to her and put her back to her seat.

"Chai!" Their mother wailed after two minutes of silence. "How I wish your father's twin brother was still alive, he would have gotten here by now."

____

"You say you get the number for the sim abi?" Chinko asked Nazaretha.

"Yes, all the numbers dey this sim," Nazaretha replied.

"Wetin dey happen? You don see am?" Sunday who was just returning from somewhere he went to asked.

"No, hin never see am," Charly replied him.

"Wetin we go con do now?" Sunday asked.

"Make we comot for here first," Chinko said and began to lead the way out of the place.

Just after walking up to one minute on the road; they had not covered much distance because they were walking slow, they came across Mighty Joe who began to hail them.

"Na-za-re-tha! Chinko! Sunne!" He hailed.

The boys replied him in low tones, "Good evening oga Joe," they greeted in low tones.

"Good evening, is anything the matter?" Mighty Joe asked, noticing their mood.

"Nothing jare," Chinko replied him and the boys continued to walk away.

"You guys should wait," Mighty Joe said in a strong tone. "Tell me what's wrong?" He asked with a note of concern in his voice. He always switched to correct English when there was something serious.

"Mighty, na long story," Chinko said.

"You guys should tell me na, I could be of help," he offered.

The guys paused and all looked towards Nazaretha as if to ask if he was comfortable sharing his problem with Mighty Joe.

Nazaretha shrugged as a sign of agreement, he had no choice; he didn't think his friends would be able to do much or give the right counsel like Mighty Joe could because of his age and experience.

"No be wetin we fit talk for here," Nazaretha said.

"Okay, make we go my house then," Mighty Joe suggested, pointing in direction of his house. The boys followed him to the house which was just a few metres off the untarred street. Mighty Joe's place was in a big one storey building containing several rooms in it for dwelling and shops at the front, his was a two room apartment.

"You guys should seat," Mighty Joe ushered them to the seats in his living room, then he entered into his bedroom to drop what he was carrying and returned immediately.

The house was well furnished and decorated, it had comfortable sofas far better than the ones in Ogbighe's house; the walls were also neatly painted and several pictures of still life and some of half naked girls hung on the walls. To the four boys, Mighty Joe was a rich bachelor.

"Boys, I don't think it's the right time to offer you guys drinks; or would you want to take something or prefer we go straight to the matter?" Mighty Joe asked after returning.

"Let's go straight to the matter," Charly replied, although wishing he could take drinks on his first visit to Mighty Joe's house.

"Okay, who's talking?" Mighty Joe asked and sat on a footstool, somewhere he could see the faces of all the boys.

Chinko, Sunday and Charly stared at Nazaretha's face for him to explain his plight but he seemed lost already. Charly had to rub his hand on his shoulder to bring him back to reality.

"Oya talk," Charly said to him.

Nazaretha heaved a sigh and rubbed his face with his palm before he started hesitantly. "It's my father, he was arrested today because of a file that his boss gave to him which cannot be found."

"What kind of file is it?" Mighty Joe asked.

"I don't really know but my mother said it contains an open cheque, that's the reason his boss is so furious," Nazaretha answered.

"'Ermm... If they can't find the cheque again, let the boss report immediately to his bank now."

"Someone has already cashed five million naira."

"What? That means the cheque must have gotten into a criminals hand," Mighty Joe said. "But they can trace who collected the money if they get to the bank for details, his boss should also know the name of the person who took the money. But let's consider other options, maybe your dad did not bring the file home after all."

"He's insisting that he did."

"And where did he keep it?"

"It was in his bag; I collected the bag from him when he returned from work and kept it in his room myself," Nazaretha answered.

"This issue is complicated o," Mighty Joe heaved a sigh. "But do you think anybody at home could have gone to take it from your father's bag?"

"Nobody could have done it. The surprising thing is that we all went to church when my father came back. I was the last person to leave the house, so I locked the door; I was also the first person to return and open the door."

"Hmm," Mighty Joe paused to think for a while. "I'm coming, I need to take my medicine for me to think properly," he said, getting up from his seat. "I'm sure we'll find a solution," he walked into his room again.

He came back a minute later with a tray containing some substances, he dropped the tray on the table. The boys stared at the wraps of indian hemp in the tray, five wraps.

"Anyone of you who wants can take," Mighty Joe offered as he took his own wrap.


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Oyinprince:
ysadiq, Rajesh, Mrlemuel, FlordFlorex, ritababe,

WELCOME guys

Thanks Boss.

Nice one...
Who wants can take?

Ride on we dey ur back

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Oyinprince:
Welcome welcome boss.
DONKROSS, where that girl wey suppose dey serve drinks na? You never release am from your room?

I be man of God na.

donkross1:


I be man of God na.

Taah

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All Episodes Of the Missing File


"Sorry guys, I just had to take that for inspiration," Mighty Joe apologized after about ten minutes of smoking. The boys were staring at him, not in surprise of him being a smoker; for they knew he was an ardent one but in surprise of his insistence to take it for inspiration even when he saw that his guests; they were uncomfortable with it. Maybe it really gave inspiration, they thought

After two minute of resting, Mighty Joe couldn't still think properly, he had rushed the weed and it seemed to have worsened his reasoning faculty. He had to wait for few more minutes for the effect of the weed and the heat he felt in his system to lessen, it didn't inspire him after all.

"So, you said you were the one who locked the door before going to church and opened it after you returned?" He asked after a total of twenty five minutes break. It was already past nine pm.

"Yes, I was." Nazaretha replied.

"Okay, there are three possibilities now; One is that your father never took the file from the office and his boss is lying, the second is that he might have lost it on the way while returning from work; in the 'molue' or on the road, maybe he didn't hide it properly inside his bag..."

"But no one could have just stolen a file na," Chinko cuts in. "They didn't even know the content."

"Calm down and listen to me," Mighty Joe hushed him and waited for some seconds before he continued. "Maybe someone from his office knew what was inside and followed him. The third possibility was that the file was stolen in Nazaretha's house." Mighty Joe paused and waited for their reply.

"But nobody in the house could have gone to open my dad's bag confidently," Nazaretha said thoughtfully. "What could the person even be looking for?"

"You can never tell," Mighty Joe put in.

"But no one was left in the house while we went to church for two hours. And after dinner, my dad spent the whole of the night in his room." Nazaretha said.

"You all left the house for two hours right?"

"Yes."

"The file could have been taken within that time."

"But the door to the house was locked."

"Are you the only one who has the keys to the house?"

"'Ermm... No. But nobody else took their own keys, we only used one key and I dropped it under the bucket outside the house where we always hid it."

"You dropped it under a bucket in front of your house?"

"Yes."

"Then someone who has been watching you might have entered into the house," Mighty Joe said.

Nazaretha paused to think, he wondered who could have been watching him or his family for the key. They had nothing valuable in the house that could worth breaking into; and if someone had entered their house, why did the person not touch anything else and only went straight to his father's bag.

"You also have to confirm from your father who else knew that there was a file which had an open cheque with him. But everything will be settled if the bank only confirms the payee."

_____

The next day was a Sunday, Nazaretha had spent his night in Mighty Joe's living room, on the three seater sofa.

"1] I cried unto God with my voice, even unto God with my voice; and he gave ear unto me;

[2] In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.

[3] I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed..."

Nazaretha was still reciting Psalms Chapter 77 when he was distracted by a knock on the door. He decided to finish up with his prayers before answering but the knocks continued. Mighty Joe came out of the room and went to open the door. It was Chinko and Sunday, both were dressed neatly for an occasion.

"Good morning Mighty Joe," Sunday and Chinko greeted in unison.

"How una dey na?" Mighty Joe answered.

"Fine," they replied.

"Una friend dey pray," he still said to them even though it was obvious with Nazaretha kneeling on the floor with his elbows placed on the sofa. "I dey come first," Mighty Joe said and walked into his room.

"How far na?" Nazaretha greeted his friends as he got up.

"We dey jare."

"Omo e no easy to comot for house today, shebi na Ministerial ordination una dey get for church today?" Sunday said.

"Yes."

"My mama talk say I dey like, say I no fit ever go church except den cook jollof rice."

"You be devil pikin before na," Chinko said laughing. "Even on Sundays you no dey go, how you wan con make dem believe you say you dey go ordination on Saturday? How ordination take concern Devil pikin?" Chinko jeered and then tried to dodge Sunday's punch.



"Okay guys, where is the fourth person?" Mighty Joe asked as he came back into his living room, already putting on an armless shirt.

"Hin never come," Sunday replied.

"Okay, but three of you would go into Nazaretha's house like we planned," Mighty Joe began, he paused and turned to Nazaretha. "Shey you sure say your people go don comot for house sha?"

"Yes, this na 7.30," Nazaretha replied, glancing at the wall clock. "Them for don go the ordination."

"Okay, so three of you would enter and search every corner of the house to see if you'll find the file or if you'll see traces of anybody entering into the house that day the bag was kept inside the room."

"Okay," the guys nodded and stepped out of the house one after the other, Nazaretha led the way.


Ten minutes later, they got to Nazaretha's house. Charly had joined them too, he was also dressed in his church clothes. Nazaretha went to check under the bucket for the key but did not find it, he began to search by the windows and everywhere else it could be kept but didn't see it.

"E be like say them no drop key today o," Nazaretha said to his friends who were assembled at the doorstep.

"Why them no drop key na?" Chinko questioned.

"I know no, but maybe na to prevent me from entering into the house." Nazaretha said.

"What's happening guys?" Mighty Joe who had been watching them from a hiding place, approached them.

"Them no drop key today o," Nazaretha replied.

"What do we do now?" Mighty Joe asked no one in particular. He thought for a while before he spoke up again, "make una comot for there."

The boys made way for him to come closer to the door, "Shey na padlock na , una go break am enter o" Mighty Joe said.

All the boys looked at him with the same question in their minds, breaking the lock would work contrary to their plan of making sure that no one becomes aware of their visit to the place.

Mighty Joe wasn't looking at their faces but was pacing around and searching the ground for something. Soon he found a small knife and a nail on the floor. He picked up the knife and nail and also a big concrete stone, then he went to the door again to check the padlock.

"Take," he said to Charly, handing him the keys to his house. "You'll find a bottle of oil by my widow in my parlour, bring it for me.

He bent down and placed the knife on floor, he began to deform the metal.

After the return of Charly in ten minutes time, Mighty Joe was able to open the padlock with the oil and deformed metal he created. "Oya, quickly, I'll call Chinko on phone if I need anyone to come outside." he said to them and returned to the hiding place he was previously watching them.

The guys entered and began to search the house like Mighty Joe planned with them but just after a minute they had gone in, the unexpected happened. Mighty Joe could see Ogbighe coming towards the house with three policemen.


...to be continued


Read Chapter 2 Part 5 on www.youngicee.com

All Episodes Of the Missing File


"Sorry guys, I just had to take that for inspiration," Mighty Joe apologized after about ten minutes of smoking. The boys were staring at him, not in surprise of him being a smoker; for they knew he was an ardent one but in surprise of his insistence to take it for inspiration even when he saw that his guests; they were uncomfortable with it. Maybe it really gave inspiration, they thought

After two minute of resting, Mighty Joe couldn't still think properly, he had rushed the weed and it seemed to have worsened his reasoning faculty. He had to wait for few more minutes for the effect of the weed and the heat he felt in his system to lessen, it didn't inspire him after all.

"So, you said you were the one who locked the door before going to church and opened it after you returned?" He asked after a total of twenty five minutes break. It was already past nine pm.

"Yes, I was." Nazaretha replied.

"Okay, there are three possibilities now; One is that your father never took the file from the office and his boss is lying, the second is that he might have lost it on the way while returning from work; in the 'molue' or on the road, maybe he didn't hide it properly inside his bag..."

"But no one could have just stolen a file na," Chinko cuts in. "They didn't even know the content."

"Calm down and listen to me," Mighty Joe hushed him and waited for some seconds before he continued. "Maybe someone from his office knew what was inside and followed him. The third possibility was that the file was stolen in Nazaretha's house." Mighty Joe paused and waited for their reply.

"But nobody in the house could have gone to open my dad's bag confidently," Nazaretha said thoughtfully. "What could the person even be looking for?"

"You can never tell," Mighty Joe put in.

"But no one was left in the house while we went to church for two hours. And after dinner, my dad spent the whole of the night in his room." Nazaretha said.

"You all left the house for two hours right?"

"Yes."

"The file could have been taken within that time."

"But the door to the house was locked."

"Are you the only one who has the keys to the house?"

"'Ermm... No. But nobody else took their own keys, we only used one key and I dropped it under the bucket outside the house where we always hid it."

"You dropped it under a bucket in front of your house?"

"Yes."

"Then someone who has been watching you might have entered into the house," Mighty Joe said.

Nazaretha paused to think, he wondered who could have been watching him or his family for the key. They had nothing valuable in the house that could worth breaking into; and if someone had entered their house, why did the person not touch anything else and only went straight to his father's bag.

"You also have to confirm from your father who else knew that there was a file which had an open cheque with him. But everything will be settled if the bank only confirms the payee."

_____

The next day was a Sunday, Nazaretha had spent his night in Mighty Joe's living room, on the three seater sofa.

"1] I cried unto God with my voice, even unto God with my voice; and he gave ear unto me;

[2] In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.

[3] I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed..."

Nazaretha was still reciting Psalms Chapter 77 when he was distracted by a knock on the door. He decided to finish up with his prayers before answering but the knocks continued. Mighty Joe came out of the room and went to open the door. It was Chinko and Sunday, both were dressed neatly for an occasion.

"Good morning Mighty Joe," Sunday and Chinko greeted in unison.

"How una dey na?" Mighty Joe answered.

"Fine," they replied.

"Una friend dey pray," he still said to them even though it was obvious with Nazaretha kneeling on the floor with his elbows placed on the sofa. "I dey come first," Mighty Joe said and walked into his room.

"How far na?" Nazaretha greeted his friends as he got up.

"We dey jare."

"Omo e no easy to comot for house today, shebi na Ministerial ordination una dey get for church today?" Sunday said.

"Yes."

"My mama talk say I dey like, say I no fit ever go church except den cook jollof rice."

"You be devil pikin before na," Chinko said laughing. "Even on Sundays you no dey go, how you wan con make dem believe you say you dey go ordination on Saturday? How ordination take concern Devil pikin?" Chinko jeered and then tried to dodge Sunday's punch.



"Okay guys, where is the fourth person?" Mighty Joe asked as he came back into his living room, already putting on an armless shirt.

"Hin never come," Sunday replied.

"Okay, but three of you would go into Nazaretha's house like we planned," Mighty Joe began, he paused and turned to Nazaretha. "Shey you sure say your people go don comot for house sha?"

"Yes, this na 7.30," Nazaretha replied, glancing at the wall clock. "Them for don go the ordination."

"Okay, so three of you would enter and search every corner of the house to see if you'll find the file or if you'll see traces of anybody entering into the house that day the bag was kept inside the room."

"Okay," the guys nodded and stepped out of the house one after the other, Nazaretha led the way.


Ten minutes later, they got to Nazaretha's house. Charly had joined them too, he was also dressed in his church clothes. Nazaretha went to check under the bucket for the key but did not find it, he began to search by the windows and everywhere else it could be kept but didn't see it.

"E be like say them no drop key today o," Nazaretha said to his friends who were assembled at the doorstep.

"Why them no drop key na?" Chinko questioned.

"I know no, but maybe na to prevent me from entering into the house." Nazaretha said.

"What's happening guys?" Mighty Joe who had been watching them from a hiding place, approached them.

"Them no drop key today o," Nazaretha replied.

"What do we do now?" Mighty Joe asked no one in particular. He thought for a while before he spoke up again, "make una comot for there."

The boys made way for him to come closer to the door, "Shey na padlock na , una go break am enter o" Mighty Joe said.

All the boys looked at him with the same question in their minds, breaking the lock would work contrary to their plan of making sure that no one becomes aware of their visit to the place.

Mighty Joe wasn't looking at their faces but was pacing around and searching the ground for something. Soon he found a small knife and a nail on the floor. He picked up the knife and nail and also a big concrete stone, then he went to the door again to check the padlock.

"Take," he said to Charly, handing him the keys to his house. "You'll find a bottle of oil by my widow in my parlour, bring it for me.

He bent down and placed the knife on floor, he began to deform the metal.

After the return of Charly in ten minutes time, Mighty Joe was able to open the padlock with the oil and deformed metal he created. "Oya, quickly, I'll call Chinko on phone if I need anyone to come outside." he said to them and returned to the hiding place he was previously watching them.

The guys entered and began to search the house like Mighty Joe planned with them but just after a minute they had gone in, the unexpected happened. Mighty Joe could see Ogbighe coming towards the house with three policemen.


...to be continued


Read Chapter 2 Part 5 on www.youngicee.com

Hehe! Problem

Hehe. Another gbese......the chapter too small o.oyinprince...nice work tho...