soul is back..... pitching my tent here till the end

Space booked. Lemme go an read 'Delayed diagnosis' an come back.

Missnande:
Space booked. Lemme go an read 'Delayed diagnosis' an come back.

you should write your own story. stop reading upandan.

Pull up In a rolls Royce Ghost..... Looks Around.. Drinks On me!! Nice one blood.. Following Like ..Madt

Joislim:
soul is back..... pitching my tent here till the end

you too like story. long time. I'm back to the country. hope you're good?

nice incomplete write up

Thanks for the mention, ahn ahn, I'm so following this to the end

Souloho19 thanks for not mentioning me, it gladdens my heart to disappoint you by following this story. Albeit, this is my last comment. Well done.

Nice nd interesting piece you've gat, kudos.... expecting more of this

Present sir. Welcome back bro

wow part 2 of delayed diagnosis

(Enter singing)
One pe, One pe, One pe o, One pe.
Souloho19 pe, Mo gbo ipe, Mo je ipe o, One pe.
(Looking around the hall for a seat and spots one in the right angle at the back. Walks majestically to the seat and rest my bottom on it)
PRESENT SIR!

Holla mehn,Itz a dope FrOnTpAgE tinx.

souloho19:
Now calling on the detectives of NL;
genius43

I don Land. Another masterpiece coming through. Nice work.

JONSYN7154:
you too like story. long time. I'm back to the country. hope you're good?

Very well sir, how are you doing?

Sergeant souloho this is charlie001 I have reported back to base ...do you copy ....over and out

bigbauer:
Souloho19 thanks for not mentioning me, it gladdens my heart to disappoint you by following this story. Albeit, this is my last comment. Well done.

How could the Mentalist not get invited to the crime scene must have been a mix up with the dispatcher!
It gladdens my heart to see you following boss.

dview001:
Sergeant souloho this is charlie001 I have reported back to base ...do you copy ....over and out

Roger that charlie.
Over and out

Oroolorun:
(Enter singing)
One pe, One pe, One pe o, One pe.
Souloho19 pe, Mo gbo ipe, Mo je ipe o, One pe.
(Looking around the hall for a seat and spots one in the right angle at the back. Walks majestically to the seat and rest my bottom on it)
PRESENT SIR!

Ekaabo baba

genius43:


I don Land. Another masterpiece coming through. Nice work.

Tnx bro, welcome

moffat:
nice incomplete write up

Tnx man, gradually gonna get complete

queenitee:
Thanks for the mention, ahn ahn, I'm so following this to the end

Nice one welcome queen.

schurley:
nice nd interesting piece uvgat dere, kudos.... expecting nd anticipating more

Gracias bro

ceecane2:
Present sir. Welcome back bro

tnx man nice to have you on board

nastynic:
Pull up In a rolls Royce Ghost..... Looks Around.. Drinks On me!! Nice one blood.. Following Like ..Madt

hehehe welcome bro

Joislim:
soul is back..... pitching my tent here till the end

welcome ma'am

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honourable356:
Souloho19 again??

You mean the same one who made a grand entrance into the literacy world many many months ago here on Nairaland with a bang

*A proven writer...
*An eloquent to the core..with the keyboard....
*An unpredictable master of suspense in his own right...
*Standing proudly among the literacy giants...
*Test and trusted to deliver an outrageous pieces of art...

Oh my God!!!!

I have practically ran out of adjective to describe the young man behind this very story.

Ladies and gentlemen..... I tell you this most solemnly...

Unless this is just a decoy, I can guarantee you undoubtedly that you are on for an interesting, intriguing ,exciting,exhilaring adventure... one that will..:

1. Keep you at the edge of your seat..

2. Eliminate hunger for hours..

3. Keep you anticipating..

4. Makes you refreshing this thread unashamedly..

5. And more amusing draw smiles from your face and fear on the face of some others.

There is still something even more special and beautiful thing...Guess what??


He is doing it for FREE *as for Now*
IT IS FREE!!!!!

May your Glories become even more pronounced by God as you embark on the task ahead.

Best wishes!!!!

Its feels really good to have your honourable presence here. Thank you boss I appreciate

°•°•°•°•°•°•
Olivia

The moment Olivia got off the phone with Rex she dialled Tonye.
Her friend answered on the first ring or before the first ring if it were possible.
"Any developments Tonye?"
"Still nothing yet..but its just a matter of time before we trace him"
"OK...Rex called me now and I could tell he was really stressed out"
"You know Rex, anything about family, he drives himself past the limit."
"Please keep an eye on him...I'm worried and he keeps dodging my statement about coming back home"
"I know, don't worry"
"Listen Tonye, thanks for telling me about the email threat"
"Don't mention. We sisters have to look out for ourselves"

Olivia walked to the window and parted the blinds. She could make out the dark sedan in the distance and knew the agents sitting in the car, tasked with protecting her. Clyde and Kevwe. She had been the one to type out their employment letters.
She closed the blind and wandered back to the parlour. Where her daughter sat with her cousin and best friend. Both of them staring at the animated movie: 'Moana'
And just like Rex earlier, the love warmed her and a fierce protective feeling made her eyes harden a bit. No one was going to touch her daughter. She would die to make sure of it.
She left the children alone, shaking her head as the twin boys ran around shouting and shooting each other with their thumbs.
They were 7 and their father had just been recently promoted to lieutenant colonel. The twins would always tell her any chance they get 'I want to be a soldier like my dad' causing her lips to turn upward in a smile every time
She left the children and went outside, opening the door that led directly to her mother's shop. Her husband's mother was her mother, not her mother in law. They had gone through so much together and they loved each other dearly like mother and daughter.
Her sister in law(Utebo) who was more like her sister was sitting on a stool talking to her mother and she smiled when she saw Olivia.
"They're still watching that cartoon shey?"
"Third time in a row. They are even singing the songs already" they all laughed and Olivia settled on an upturned empty crate. She was with her family, the type of family she had always wanted and she cherished moments like this.
"So when is Papa's semifinal ram fight?" she asked.
Mama Obasi smiled with a mischievous glint in her eye and in a conspirator's whisper said "Rambo was certainly delicious, but this his new ram isn't half as tough as Rambo was. Even Al told me himself he knew the ram wouldn't make it past this stage"
"Well if he isn't half as strong as Rambo we'd have to find out if he is atleast half as delicious for fairness sake" Utebo said as she got up to attend to a customer. Mama and Olivia couldn't help it, they burst out laughing.


°•°°•°
BAMI

The moment the call came in, Bami crept out of bed careful not to wake his wife and left the house without having his bathe. He arrived the hotel few minutes before ten, barely an hour after the body had been discovered. He had seen the body, standing to the side while the coroner took pictures and his strange eyes widened in disbelief.
"How soon can a DNA test be done to confirm his identity?" He asked the woman detective who was looking round the apartment with a crime scene technician careful not to disturb the coroner who was jotting down his findings and taking pictures of the unrecognizable head and the tennis sized ball(also known as alarm ball and it was quite alarming indeed) hole in the head. Bami couldn't believe his eyes, he had stared at the picture too many times this past two years and knew whose corpse he was looking at but he still needed to be sure.

"Okay I'm done here...they can take the body to the morgue I still have some tests to run...maybe an autopsy" the coroner finally announced as he jotted down his findings.
"I need you to confirm his ID for me asap...please its urgent" Bami said to the coroner as he passed him.
The man glanced at the badge clipped on his belt, it wasn't difficult to notice. "You'll have to come with me to the lab then...if its that important"
"Okay, sure let me make a quick call" he was already dialing Rex but he frowned in thought and cut the call. He speed dialled another number.
Andy picked the second time he called.
"Where are you?"
"I was having a shower"
Bami remembered he hadn't had his "you need to hurry to this crime scene, immediately..." He rattled of the address
"Okay...have you told Rex yet?"
"No...not yet...I want the body to be confirmed first",
"Confirmed....confirmed as who?"
"Mister Kehinde...the leader and last of the sunset shadows"
Andy whistled "I'm on my way"


°•°•°•°•°
Andy

He stood looking at the calendar for a long while. On this date 19 months ago(14th) he had lost his wife and unborn child. He didn't feel the pain as he used to, it was now more like a dull pang.
The shaving foam he had applied on his jaw had almost dried off and he tore open the pack of the stick and finally tore his eyes from the calendar. He moved to the mirror and while he shaved he studied the scar on his lower abdomen just above the towel tied round his waist. He didn't want to remember the night he had been shot by that fucking shadow maniac. He was deeply worried about Rex and the recent threat from the last shadow whom they had been obsessed with catching for over a year. But the bastard was invisible until few days ago he sent the cryptic mail to Rex and all hell had broken lose.
He nicked himself twice on the jaw and gave up. He had shaved, even if it couldn't be referred to as clean shaving.

He was in the shower when his phone rang, the special tune that he had set for anyone from the agency. He dried off quickly but missed the call as he was drying his hands.
The phone rang again immediately and he grabbed it.
"Hello"
He listened intently with a shocked look staring back at him as he looked at the mirror.
"I'm on my way" he said and cut the call.

20 minutes later, he put his private investigator's licence in his wallet and hooked the special badge on his belt.
B.R.O.T.A was inscribed on the brass and the badge was a license to anywhere and any information, nothing was classified. At least in Lagos anyway.
Bami, Rex, Olivia, Tonye and he Andy were the core members of the agency and although they had half a dozen other agents under their employ, only the five of them had the special badge. And lately only he, Bami and Tonye really used theirs.

°•
Serenity suites was a classy enough hotel along the road. The building was a tall modest one which was quite plain to the eyes. The only appealing thing in the appearance was the square shaped air conditioners hanging beside each window.
There was ample space for parking and he chose one nearest to the entrance.
Inside the hotel reception, a uniformed officer glanced at the badge on his belt, unhooked the velvet rope without a word and stepped aside to let him pass.

He used the stairs, there was no elevator in sight. He met another uniform patrolling the hallway and got the direction to the room the murder had occurred.
There were two people in the room, one was a crime scene technician, he had on a lab coat, a pair of goggles and was currently bent over the bed with a plastic bag and what looked like twizzers in his hands.
The second person was a woman. She was obviously a detective and she glanced at him as he entered. Then she glanced at his badge and nodded at him politely but stiffly.
He stretched out his hands. "I'm Andy...I'm with BROTA...what do we have"
"This one's gruesome...someone drilled a perfect hole in the wall and shot the victim probably when he was sleeping"
"Where's the body?"
"Its at the coroner's" she replied glancing at his belt badge once more.
"I've found hair...I cant really tell yet but this one looks feminine" the crime scene tech who had been totally immersed in his work to acknowledge Andy held up a strand of air with the tweezers.
"Bag it" the detective instructed.
"Errrm excuse me I need to make a call" Andy said bringing out his phone and dialling Rex's number.

Thanks Souloho for the mention, welldone boss, John Grishan of Nairaland.

My instinct told me the person that got shot was mr kehinde's twin brother.OBSERVING MODE ACTIVATED,Nice write up bro

Hun hun

souloho19:

Ekaabo baba

souloho19:

Ekaabo baba

souloho19:

Ekaabo baba

Bring on the food sir.

[quote author=souloho19 post=65530280]Now calling on the detectives of nairaland charminee
I just saw ur mention. Wow another bomb from one of my favourite NL writer. I'm here with my drum of zobo. Who cares to join me. #sips#

souloho19:


How could the Mentalist not get invited to the crime scene must have been a mix up with the dispatcher!
It gladdens my heart to see you following boss.

Abeg wen you say "mentalist" the word itself is ambiguous, kindly expatiate, to avoid misconstrued understanding, Thanks. (And now he's made me post another comment as opposed to my initial assertion.)