Restless - Episode 8

In that same estate was situated the Strategy House of the Red Wolves. As a matter of fact, the estate was owned and ran by the Wolves. Nothing unusual however happened around the strategy House or in the estate itself. The Wolves ensured that none of it’s activities were carried out in the estate or could be linked to it.
For several weeks they had been quiet and it was widely believed that the FOX corporation had wiped them out five months ago. They however still existed strong and were building more strength, gaining momentum and preparing for a return.
That afternoon, the Red Wolves executives were seated, having a strategic meeting in the hall. All numbering up to sixteen were sitting comfortably on armless sofas arranged in a rectangular form, made up of six chairs each at a pair of opposite sides and two each at another pair of opposite sides.
“We are wasting a lot of time and money with the way we’re going about it, we need to continue with our operations.” a man sitting at the center at a longer arm of the rectangle spoke. His intonation and the darkness of his skin made it obvious that he was a Ghanian. He was a middle aged man of petite size but had a long mean-looking face.
“We can’t continue our operations until we find that agent’s body,” one of the men sitting at the shorter side said.
“Why do I have a feeling that the FOX have found this agent and are hiding it from the whole world?” the Ghanian spoke again.
All eyes turned to the man sitting beside the one who said they could not continue yet. He was sitting in a relaxed manner, looking untroubled even though he knew the first speaker was making an allegation against him with his question.
He was one of their moles in the FOX corporation, having worked with the FOX corporation for several years, he was lured with money ten years ago and became one of the founding fathers of the wolves.
After taking his time to think of a good response, he sat up and gave his reply. “I may have to remind everyone of us that the FOX was in search of the bodies of two agents not just one. The Red Wolves has one of those with us and we know that they can never find the second man’s body. For the FOX, finding one of the two missing bodies couldn’t have brought a complete stop to the search, it would have encouraged the search to continue with hopes to find the second body.” He took a pause and looked at the faces of his listeners to see if he was making any effect. “We should also recall that these men have been paid their final honours by the FOX. It only means one thing, the FOX has no hopes of finding their bodies anymore.”
“Well, would it be safe for us to stop our search because the FOX has ended theirs? We should ” one of the men put in. His name was Daniel, a Nigerian native.
There was silence for a while.
It looked like no one had something to say until after three minutes.
“That would be the most stupid mistakes of our lives,” a man finally spoke.
Everyone turned their eyes to him. They all were thinking in a different direction until he spoke. They always took his words seriously in the organization. He was one of the men amongst them who rarely spoke in their meetings but was known for accuracy of strategies whenever he spoke.
“We can’t stop our search because they stopped theirs, we can only stop our search after we are confident that we cannot find the body anymore.” he added.
“So, what do we do?” Daniel asked.
“We’ve searched for the dead body, it’s time to search for the living body of Agent Carl. It’s possible he did not die in the water.”
“No, that can’t be,” another man interjected. “He wasn’t thrown into the sea alive, he was killed before being thrown into the sea.”
The strategist chuckled. “Agent Carl has survived the toughest of situations, he’s come back from the dead even in cases where it was thought impossible. This case is not different, he might just be alive somewhere. That is why we cannot start any of our operations yet until we confirm he is dead. If he comes back knowing that the Red Wolves still exists, he would come back on a mission to ensure he wipes out the wolves especially for killing his family.”
His listeners looked all unmoved and unperturbed by his words even though they were scared deeply inside, they were scared of considering the possibility of Agent Carl still being alive.
“All we need to now is find him before he finds us,” the accurate strategist added. “That’s if he is still alive.”
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19:56PM
El Deols, Anthanna
“Dad, I told you I had plans for this evening already.” Sheila murmured as she walked into the living room.
Emery Jack was comfortably sitting in one of the sofas, holding a glass of water in his hands. He seemed unperturbed by his daughter’s unwelcoming words.
“I’m here Sheila, and there’s nothing you can do about it.” The man replied and dropped his glass cup on a stool. “Get seated and let’s start the discussion.”
Sheila took a seat directly her father reluctantly. They stared at each other for a while before her father spoke.
“Sheila, I’m your father. I’m older than you are and I know better than you,” the man began. “Don’t be deceived by the seeming safe condition of El Deols, there are many wicked men out there who could have sinister plans for you. I have a personal body guard and even more security officials for myself, why have you refused one for yourself?”
“Dad, I’ve told you several times. There’s no need for a body guard, you are the famous one. I’m Sheila and no one knows me as an Emery until I’m introduced, introducing a bodyguard to myself would only attract more attention to me.” she replied.
“I have a solution to that Sheila,” the man said.
“What solution Dad?” she asked.
The man raised his face, staring at something behind her. She turned to look back, Jenry was approaching them. She looked at her father’s face again, wondering what he was suggesting.
The man got up to his feet. “Henry, would you work as a temporary bodyguard for my daughter?”

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Restless – Episode 9
The Search Continues
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“No Dad, not him. Why should he work as a bodyguard for me?” Sheila argued.
Emery Jack only flashed a look at Sheila and returned his gaze to Henry face.
Henry was stood still and did not know what response to give. He felt it would be bad to decline such a request from Emery Jack since he was the father of the woman who saved his life. Being close to Sheila at all times which the offer would allow him was another thing which he liked but he did not know if Sheila would like to have him around her and also did not know how he could take the job without it affecting his personal life.
When he had gotten a message from Emery Jack to join them downstairs, he had the idea that this would be the subject of discussion but never thought he would be asked to take up the role. He was puzzled and unable to speak, he hoped Sheila would talk and save him from having to accept or decline the request.
Emery Jack took his eyes off Henry after realizing that Henry was depending on Sheila for the decision. He sat back on his seat and stared at his daughter’s face “If you reject Henry, then I would have to get another for you and you don’t have a choice.”
“No Dad, I told you I do not need one. I’m not a kid that you would force things on.”
“I’m telling you that you need one, I can’t let you keep going around town without being protected. If you don’t make the wise decisions like the adult you want to be treated like, I’d make them for you.”
“But Dad, I don’t still understand how you came up with the idea of Henry being my bodyguard.”
“Don’t get sentimental young lady, you complained that you didn’t want a bodyguard because it would make you feel monitored but Henry here is your friend, all he needs is to be with your as friend and ensure you are protected at all times. You don’t need to see him as a bodyguard.”
Sheila also thought the idea of being close to Henry at all times was good but she also considered how it would affect him. “It’s not possible Dad, Henry has his personal matters to take care of. He needs to continue with his private classes.”
“That’s workable, I’m already making arrangements for him to continue his private tutorials in your firm. He gets a room close to your office and he continues his classes there while also work.”
“What? You are already making arrangements in my firm, how?” Sheila raised a brow.
“Yes, I’m making arrangements to get his office opposite to yoursbut you know this arrangements can not be completed or approved without your consent.”
She let out a breath. To her the man was making sense but she wasn’t going to agree easily especially when she knew it conflicted with Henry’s routine.
“He can’t still work as a bodyguard for me, he needs to be off public places for now until he leaves the country,” Sheila continued to make a case for Henry.
“He needs to stay off public places yet you let him go with you to the workout center? Isn’t that a public place?” The man fired at her. “Stop these flimpsy excuses young woman. You don’t appear on the television everyday. Your routine is work, recreation centres and home. So how would being with you expose him to the public?”
Sheila was silent for a while. Her Dad had asked a question she had no answer to, she was about to bring up another argument when Henry’s voice silenced her.
“I would take up the job,” Henry said in a firm voice.
Emery Jack flashed a quick look at him. He narrowed his gaze on his face for a moment to check his expression and know if he feels compelled to agree.
Sheila also looked at her his face. “No, you can’t do that Henry. I won’t let you,” Sheila argued.
“You would, I would take the job.” Henry insisted, matching forward to a sofa to take his seat.
Emery Jack heaved a sigh of relief. He got up from his seat and advanced towards Henry. Henry saw him coming and stopped in front of the seat but did not sit.
“Thank you Henry, you would start immediately,” Emery Jack said as he offered him a handshake. Henry took his hand firmly in his. “Please send me your email address via sms, I would request that some details are forwarded to you tonight. You would come with her to my apartment tomorrow and some other things would be explained to you by my men.”
“I’ll do exactly that sir,” Henry replied.
The man smiled lightly at him and Henry smiled back.
“I’ll see you tomorrow Sheila,” Emery Jack said to his daughter before walking out of the house.
“Henry,” Sheila exclaimed after staring at Henry’s face in shock and silence for a while. “How could you just agree with him? Why do you need the job?”
“I don’t see it as a job, I see it as a duty.” Henry replied, he sank on a seat beside her.
“Come on!” she exclaimed. “You shouldn’t have made him do what you did not want to do.”
“Trust me Sheila, I want to do this.” Henry replied. He kept an expressionless face even as he watched Sheila get up and walked out of the living room.
He got a text message right after she walked out of his sight. it was from Emery Jack.
I never thought you would agree, I only wanted to make her have enough reasons to take someone else. Send me your email address ASAP. Thank you.
Henry replied the message with his email address immediately

Restless - Episode 9

20:55pm
Oct 2, 2015
Rutna, Anthanna.
In a small living room sat a family of four. The father of the house Mark had the smallest child aged one year and a month sitting on his laps. The older child was with her mother on the long sofa, both sitting at the different edges.
Mark was busy with his phone while the rest of the family had their eyes glued to the television on which a children’s program was being aired, of course except for the little child who was on his Dad’s laps and handling with his father’s long beards.
“Come on, stop it boy!” the man said to the boy in his hand with a playful look. “I’m going to put you on the seat to stay all alone by yourself,” he threatened playfully.
The boy responded as if he perfectly understood and turned his focus to the television for a while before he finally began to doze off.
The man was still scrolling through the messages on his mail when a instant messenger notification popped up, he had just received a message from an unknown number. He scrolled for some more seconds before switching to the instant messenger. He opened the message from the unknown sender.
It’s Odio! Meet me outside your house right now Mark.
Mark’s heart instantly began to beat fast after he read the message. He dreaded Odio, just like every other man in his line of business did. Odio was a sea officer who hailed from the country Bethanna and worked at the Bexford Port. He was the head of all sea officers around the port and was greatly feared by all, not just for his office but for his ruthlessness and his involvement in criminal activities around the sea. He had a wide range of thugs and other criminals working for him. Mark who was from Anthanna worked as a sea officer and also as a part time sailor. Mark was also involved in criminal activities such as transportation of contraband goods and aiding of criminals movement over the sea. He always had to go through Bethanna as most of his trips had to do with delivery goods at the Bexford sea, and because of the nature of the job had to settle things with Odio at all times.
Four days ago he had gotten a message from Odio’s assistant early in the morning that the boss needed to see him urgently and that he was to come that day. He was surprised to get the message at first and he called two of his friends at Bethanna to ask if they had any idea what was happening and why Odio wanted to see him. The first one denied having any idea but the second one admitted that Odio had been calling every officer and asking them questions again about the man who was thrown into the sea on the thirtieth day of March that year. The surprise Mark felt had turned to fear instantly because he and his crew had not just seen a body drop into the water in the early hours of the thirty first day of March but had also picked the man and put him in their ship to help him.
Mark had gotten information that Odio had questioned the officers about the issue since the first week of April and he had also received a call concerning it and was even asked physically when he passed through the sea later in April but claimed he knew nothing about it, just like everyone else. The information given by Odio then was not accurate, Odio had wanted to find out if anyone had picked the dead body late night on the 30th of March. This made Mark uncertain about it, and he concluded that Odio wasn’t talking about the man whom he and his crew saw for they had seen him drop from the bridge above in the early hours of the next day and not on the thirtieth day.
On one of the other journeys on the sea, he had learnt through gossip of the sea workers that the man Odio asked about was one of the FOX Agents whom the Agency was also searching for. He then thought it had all ended then after the FOX had declared an end to their search. It shocked him when his friend explained to him that Odio had commenced a new search and had begun to ask specifically for those who crossed the sea overnight.
He took no step to answer Odio’s call that day and was called again by another assistant that night, he was told to report as soon as he could the next day but he refused to show up and turned off his phone throughout the day instead. He got another call as he dressed up for work the third day and it was from Odio himself, threatening him to find his way to the Bexford Sea area that day unfailingly but Mark gave excuses of having work to do and that he would rey to show up as soon as possible which he never planned to do. Odio gave him till the end of the day to show up and he did not, instead he turned off his line.
It was the night of the fourth day after he got the first call and here was a message saying Odio was outside his house. He found it hard to believe. He had turned off his line and even refused to go to work that day, hoping Odio would not try to reach him through someone else at work, he didn’t imagine that Odio could get to his home so easily. It was a new apartment in a different city from where he lived before and none of his friends at work knew the place or had visited him there.
He was still contemplating on what to do when another message popped in.
“I’m waiting you blockhead! Or would you like me to interrogate you in front of your wife and kids?”
Mark got up immediately and carried the baby in his hands to his wife. He really would not love the option of his wife seeing him with Odio.
“I need to use the restroom honey,” he said as he dropped the boy in the hands on his mother. The mother in turn laid the boy on the space beside her on the sofa as she wondered what the reason for his suspicious movement was. Her eyes followed her husband as he walked away.
Mark got out through the backyard and turned to the front. It was easy to locate the mini van parked in front of the wooden fenced compound. Mark glanced again at the house as he walked carefully to the van.
Odio was sitting in the front of the vehicle and his eyes met with Mark as the latter advanced towards them. He felt some anger and disgust on seeing Mark, he couldn’t believe that he had called for him and he had refused to obey.
Mark walked as fast as he could with his short legs, he knew Odio was angry and did not want to provoke him further.
Mark was a petite man of dark complexion, he was in his thirties but his face made him look way older, like a man in his late forties or early fifties. From his look, one could never guess he was involved in illegal businesses but as they say, looks are truly deceitful.
“Get into the car,” Odio said before Mark got to the car. One of the two men sitting at the backseat stepped out and opened the door for him to enter. He entered back after Mark got in. “We’d drive a short distance away from here, to somewhere we can talk without you being afraid of your wife’s interruption,” Odio added in calm tone which surprised Mark. Mark expected to get it hot from Odio after refusing to honour his summon to Bexford.
After ten minutes drive, they came to a halt on a deserted dark road. All the men stepped out except for Odio, Mark also had to step out with them.
He turned to the front to speak with Odio who still sat in the car, facing outside with the door opened.
“Thank you for already confirming that you saw the body of that man, now I …”
“No, I…” Mark interrupted in order to deny but Odio gave him a threatening look which cut him short.
“I’m mad at you already, don’t provoke me further by lying to me. And don’t interrupt me when I talk, never again.” Odio warned with a stern look on his face.
Mark swallowed hard. He had heard of Odio’s anger and brutality, he was not willing to have a taste of it.
“You confirmed your guilt by refusing to respond when you should have,” Odio continued. “So, I am fully convinced that you know the whereabouts of the dead body and I want you to tell me now all you know about it.”
“Ermm…I’m not really sure of which one you are talking about,” Mark began in a shaky voice. “They said the dead body was thrown into the sea on Monday night, I wasn’t on the Bexford sea on Monday night.”
“It wasn’t on Monday night you dummy, the bodies were thrown midnight, that’s early on Tuesday and even if it were Monday night you could still have found the body on Tuesday morning.”
“It wouldn’t have been possible, the body would still be underwater.”
“Blockhead, stop lecturing me and go straight to the answer I need.” Odio slammed.
“Ermm…I was with my crew on the sea that morning, we were approaching the bridge around 3:30am when we saw something drop from afar.” Mark said stuttering, he looked at Odio’s face and the look thereon was one urging him to continue. “We noticed that there were some men on the bridge but they departed before we got under the bridge. We stopped and three of my men went into the water to help the man that was dropped. We pulled him out and put him on our ship, he looked dead to us but we had a medical personnel who said he could still be alive. So we took him on the journey and got to the Deols Port before 5:30, it was then the stupid personnel confirmed that he could not survive for long and would probably die in the next five minutes. Truly he stopped breathing in five minutes. We were in trouble, the port was already opening and people were around, we couldn’t drop the body anywhere around and dig a hole and put him there. We put the body in a body bag and placed him in my car, we drove out, looking for somewhere to put him and one of my men suggested we go to Nura River. That was where we dropped the dead body.”
“Nura river? Where’s that?”
“In Nura Village, it’s about three hours drive from there.”
“Three hours? Why did you have to take it so far?”
“There was no way we would have dropped a dead body anywhere in El Deols or close by without the police tracing it to us. We had to take it somewhere far and remote.”
“Was he dead before you took him there?” Odio asked.
“Yes, he stopped breathing.” Mark answered.
Odio sighed. He cursed Agent Carl in his mind. He was among the men that night and he remembered how the man was beaten severely and struck several times on his head and chest before he was finally shot thrice and let to fall into the sea. He wondered how the man could still be alive after being found minutes later in the sea. To him, it was naturally impossible, but this was Agent Carl of the FOX who was rumoured to have escaped death with his partner several times. Most people believed that their hard training had made them immune to the natural processes that hurts normal beings.
It was a relief however to hear from Mark that the man breathed his last before being put away. He however remembered that he needed to go back to the Red Wolves with proofs that the Agent was dead. He was about to ask another question when Mark’s phone rang.
“My wife,” Mark said as he looked at the screen.
“Answer it,” Odio permitted.
“No please,” Mark shook his head.
“She’d be worried,” Odio replied.
“It’s better than knowing I’m out this late in the night, I’ll talk to her when I get back home.” Mark said as he kept the phone into his pocket.
Odio smiled at Mark’s response. If only Mark knew he might never return home, he thought to himself.
“You are not going home tonight, it’s better you answer and tell her something.”
Mark’s eyes widened in shock. “What? But I already told you everything I know.”
“Yes, you can’t return until you take us to the exact place you kept the body.” Odio replied with an oppressive smile.
“That place is far and we can no longer find the body there, the body would have been eaten up by vultures.” Mark retorted, stammering.
“You have to show proofs somehow that the man died and he was eaten up by vultures,” Odio replied, unmoved.
Mark heaved a sigh of frustration. How did he ever think he would leave easily? He had heard so much about Odio and he should know that getting out of Odio’s troubles is never easy.

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Restless – Episode 10
Impromptu Trip
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Oct 3, 2015
05:30 AM
El Deols, Anthanna.
Sheila was still fast asleep in her bed when she heard a soft knock at her door. It sounded distant in her sleepy ears and she turned in the bed again, covering herself further with the blanket. The knock sounded again and she finally opened her eyes, it took her sometime for her to sit up. She search with her eyes the wall clock as she yawned lazily.
“Come in please,” she answered after hearing the third knock and Henry’s voice calling her name.
The door opened gently and Henry stepped in, he closed the door behind and remained at the entrance. He stared at Sheila surprised to see her still in her bed, looking sleepy.
She had on her nightgown and a shower cap covering her hair. Her back was resting against the headboard of the bed and the blanket still covering her waist to her legs. Henry on the other hand was already dressed in his track suit and shoes.
“Good morning Sheila,” Henry greeted first while she stared at him, still looking like someone in a trance.
“Good morning Henry,” she replied in a sleepy voice after which she yawned, covering her mouth with the back of her palms.
“Why are you still in bed? It’s time for Saturday workout,” Henry said.
“No,” she shook her head gently. ” We can’t go for workout this morning, until we decide on which new workout center is good for us. Or have you found one already?”
“Yes, I have.” Henry replied sharply.
She raised her brow, expecting him to say where he found immediately.
“We don’t need to go out to work out always, we can do some exercises right here in the house.”
Sheila blinked and breathed deeply. She remembered Henry had talked about they exercising in the compound the last night but she did not take him serious.
“Now, get up, Sheila.”
She yawned and stretched, reluctant to get up.
“Can’t we…” Sheila tried to say something but Henry interrupted.
“Shhhh… No excuses ma,” he said with a chuckle placing a finger on his lips.
“Oh!” She grumbled.
“Come on, get up,” Henry urged again, he moved closer to the bed and turned to the side she was. He offered her a hand to help her up.
She put her palm in his and he pulled her up gently. She stood at the tip of the bed for a second before he lifted her with both arms and placed her on the ground. He walked immediately to the wardrobe and opened it.
“I’ll be waiting outside for you,” he said to her while she was still searching for something in her wardrobe.
Ten minutes later, she joined him in the hallway. He led her to the field in the compound which he had chosen for them to have the morning exercises.
They began with simple exercises like the cat camel stretch and jumping jacks which was led by Henry. After five minutes, it was Sheila’s turn to lead with an exercise move, she thought for some seconds before suggesting they do push-ups.
They began to do push-ups and got to the twentieth count when she gave up and fell to the ground. Henry continued however and was counting close fifty when Sheila got to her feet. She watched him in awe as he counted close to seventy five tirelessly.
“Hey wait!” She yelled.
He stopped and turned his face to her, his palms and feet still in the same position. He watched as she moved over him and quietly laid on his back and arranged her legs on top of his, also wrapping her hands across his chest.
He was surprised by her gesture and did not know what to do at first. He felt a strange overwhelming feeling and he could not tell what it was.
Their closeness had increased in the three days of Henry working as her bodyguard. They went to work together daily and returned together. He couldn’t really say he worked as her bodyguard for she did not treat him as such. She always insisted he sat at the backseat of the car with her on their way to and from work which he found odd to do at first, because he had believed the position of the bodyguard was supposed to be at the front with the driver. Everytime they stood or sat close to each other, she always found herself clinging to his arm or resting her head on his shoulder unconsciously.
“Continue with the push-ups,” she said to Henry who still remained frozen in his position.
He continued his count and went past a hundred and twenty before she yelled that it was enough.
She rolled down from his body all smiles, while he was feeling somewhat shy to look at her face.
“Can we do another exercise now?” Henry asked after forty seconds of what he considered as awkward staring at each other.
“I don’t want to do more exercises for today,” she replied, shaking her head.
He looked at her face, wondering why she was considering stopping so early. He quickly looked away as he couldn’t understand the way at which she was smiling at him.
“I want you to teach me some fighting moves you know,” she said.
He looked at her face sharply again, this time wondering why she was making such request.
“But I don’t know any fighting moves,” he replied, pushing his shoulders up.
“You know many,” she answered back. “Four days ago, you thrashed five heavy men as one single man.”
Henry sighed. “But you know that was almost like unconsciously, I was not sure of how I did it.”
Sheila contorted her face and raised her brow in a way to communicate that he was lying. “You just said you were not sure how you did that. I agree you were not sure that day but now you are sure.”
Henry was getting more confused.
“Since the day after that fight, I’ve seen you everyday read about those fighting moves you did.” Sheila explained further. “I know you must have found out what you did that day and how you did them.”
Henry had a brief smile form on his face, then it disappeared and turned to a frown. He realized that she must have been looking into his phone every time she rested her head on his shoulder while they were seated close to each other.
“Sheila, I am still not sure of anything yet. Why don’t we wait till I’m sure first?”
Sheila stared at him quietly for a moment and then nodded gently in agreement.
“We’ll start next week, by then you should be very sure.” She answered him.
“But…”
“Shhhh… No excuses sir,” she said with a smile, mimicking his voice.
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8:35AM
Oct 5, 2015
Bexford, Bethanna.
The soles of the men’s shoes unpleasant sounds in the large empty tiled hall as they made their way to the tail end.
Seven of them in total, Odio at the front leading the team of his five men and two hostages to his boss who was seated at the end of the hall. Mark and his friend had been brought all the way from Anthanna to Bethanna against their will.
That night after calling Mark out of his house and asking that he leads to the Nura River where the body was dropped, Mark had no choice than to take them first to his partner’s house for it was his partner who was a native of Nura village and had suggested that they took the body to Nura river where it would never be discovered. Odio called Mark’s partner the same way he called Mark out and also coerced the partner to lead them again to the village.
They got to the Nura River at exactly 5:30am. Odio asked them questions and he and his men began to look around immediately for signs of the body but they still had to wait till day break to get more light to see.
Flashback
“This is a part of the body bag we brought him here in,” Mark’s partner said after going into the river and bringing out some pieces, some other pieces were in the bushes around the river.
“So, if his flesh was eaten by the birds, what about his bones?” Odio asked a surprising question when it was morning.
Mark and his partner had looked at themselves in bafflement, wondering how he could ask such question.
“But Odio, we don’t stay here, how do we know what happened to his bones?”
“You brought his damn body here when no one sent you to pick it up, you would have to give account of everything that happened to that body.” Odio replied inconsiderately.
“It’s been four months since we brought him here, his bones must have been moved. Even the pieces of the body bag found here has changed colour, we can’t possibly find his body anymore.” Mark tried to explain.
Odio stepped away from them as he took out his phone to a distance where they could not hear his conversation.
“Hello boss,” he said into the phone after his call was answered. “I got to the location his body was dropped, there are signs that he has been eaten by wild birds and animals. We’re sure he’s dead.”
There was silence from the other end for a while. “Just bring those men here,” the receiver replied. “Bring them to me.”
“Okay boss,” Odio said and turned back. He put the phone back into his pocket and took out a cigarette and a lighter.
He took his time to lit the cigarette while the men waited for him to talk. He took a long drag in and out before lowering his cigarette to talk to them.
“Sorry guys, you have to follow me to Bexford.” He announced the sad news to them.
“But that’s impossible…” Mark tried to argue but Odio made a sign to his guys around and the sound of the cocking guns shut Mark up.

Present
“Hahaha! So these are the guys that took away the famous Agent’s body?” Eddy made a mocking laugh, getting up from his seat as he saw the men approaching.
He turned to the other side of the table and sat at the tip, with his arms folded across his chest.
“Yes boss, this is Mark, the transporter from Anthanna.”
Eddy smiled as he stared at Mark’s face. “I asked this men to leave you two alive and bring you here for a reason,” Eddy began, directing his words to Mark. “I have an assignment for you, but before I tell you the assignment, I’ll ask you a question.” He stopped for a second. “How sure are you that the Man died before you dropped off his body?”
Mark took some time to think before answering. “We confirmed when he stopped breathing and the Doctor also said he was dead.”
Eddy swallowed a breath and stayed silent for about a minute before speaking again. “Now, listen to my assignment for you.”
He got up from his table and turned to the other side of the table. He opened the drawer and took out a picture, he handed it to Mark.
Mark and his partner looked into the picture, it was that of two men standing beside each other. One of the men’s face had been covered with blue ink.
“Who does that man in red look like?” Eddy asked.
“This man?” Mark glanced at Eddy and then stared at the picture again. He turned to his partner and asked, “Do you know him?”
The partner muttered a “No”.
“We don’t know who he is,” Mark replied, attempting to hand over the picture back to Eddy.
“No, you keep it.” Eddy refused to take it. “The man on red looks like the man’s whose body you took, they are brothers. That man you see in the picture is hunting for the killers of his brother and is likely to trace you two to Anthanna. Your assignment is to find if he is in Anthanna before he finds you two, If he finds you first, he would use you to get to us and kill you after. So I’d advise that once you see a man like that, you report immediately to us.”
Mark and his partner looked again at the picture, this time more intently.
“There would also be financial rewards if he is found as soon as possible.” Eddy quickly added.
Mark and his partner was still silent after Eddy finished talking. Eddy got up from his seat and moved to the other side of the table where he was before.
“I’ll let both of you go now, but I must warn you to be careful, we’ve got our eyes on you.”
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Sheila’s Firm, El Deols, Anthanna.
Oct 5, 2015
10:36am
“So, what are the uses of Morse codes in this present age?” Henry asked his personal trainer.
They were seated together behind a table on two different seats, two computer desktops were in front of them, one for Henry’s practicals and the other for the trainers’ use.
“So many uses,” the lady replied him. “In today’s world, they are still….”
The door bell rang and interrupted their lessons.
“Please come in,” Henry answered, staring at the door and wondering who it could be.
The door opened and Sheila’s secretary walked in. Henry glanced at the wall clock to see the time. The only times she came into that place was when Sheila sent her with a lunch pack to give to him but it wasn’t break yet.
“Mr Henry, You and Miss Sheila would be going on a one week trip from this evening. You have to tidy up your office in the next thirty minutes. You should leave for home anytime soon to prepare for your trip.” The secretary said.
“One week trip?” Henry questioned. “But she never told me before.”
“I was asked to deliver the message to you, you probably should inquire for more details from her. Thank you,” The secretary replied and then turned after taking a bow.
“I guess we have to continue your classes when you return from your trip,” the personal trainer said to him after some seconds of silence.
“Yeah sure ma’am,” Henry replied her with a smile.
“So we’d talk more on the uses of Morse codes when we resume, make sure you practice writing them while you are away,” the young lady said as she got up to her feet and began to put her materials into her handbag.
“Sure ma’am, thanks.” Henry replied.
_
Henry sat quietly at the back seat with Sheila as they returned home from the office. She seemed very busy with her palm top computer that she barely gave attention to Henry who was waiting patiently for her to talk about the impromptu trip. He decided not to ask about it, since he had no choice than to follow her anywhere she wanted to go as her bodyguard. He however still felt bad because it clashed with his plans and goals he had set to achieve for himself with his personal classes that week and that she did not think of telling him ahead.
Five minutes to the end of the drive home, Sheila finally finished with her computer and closed it up. She looked at Henry’s face and noticed he had been quiet all through. She could sense somehow that he wasn’t happy because it was unlike him to be quiet all through the drive home. She realized it could be because of the impromptu trip.
“Oh! Henry, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier about the trip. I just got to decide this morning,” she said to him, her face carrying a sincere sorry look.
He felt relieved on hearing her talk about it, it made him feel that he was also considered.
“It’s okay, if it’s important, we have to go.” He replied.
“No, we don’t have to go. If you don’t want to go, you can stay, I’ll go alone.”
He looked at her and smiled. “Why would I not want to go? It’s important to you and my job includes staying with you always.”
“Come on, stop talking about that job.” She rolled her eyes. “I don’t want you to come with me if you don’t like to, if you have something important to do or you have other reasons, you can stay and I’ll go alone.”
“I truly had plans to do something else, but since you have something important to do, you’re important to me than any other plan.” He said with a smile, his mind truly changed about the situation.
She stared at his face for a while and then smiled. “You truly mean that?”
“Yes, I do.” He replied.
She flashed her teeth happily and then drew closer to him, she wrapped her hands around his neck and then placed a kiss on his cheek. She placed her head on his shoulder and wrapped her hands round his body. He pulled her tighter to himself with an arm and took in a deep breath.
“So where are we travelling to?” He asked after some minutes of silence.
“Hmm… A neighboring country, I’m going there to buy up some networking firms.”
“Which country is that?” Henry probed inquisitively.
She chuckled and turned her head to look at his face. “It’s somewhere you would like, it’s a beautiful place.”
“Hmm…” Henry smiled.
For a moment, they remained silent and in that same position. Her eyes staring deeply into his and his staring back, their lips less than four centimetres apart, it was so close that they could hear the heartbeats of each other.
Sheila’s lips looked attractive to Henry and the encouraging glow in her eyes tempted him to move his lips closer to hers but for some reason he didn’t move until her palm found her way to his cheek. She closed her eyes.
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Tom’s Apartment, El Deols
“Guys, we need to find a way to deal with that freaking blockhead, he can’t just mess around with all of us and go free.” Tom said, pacing about the ground. He had a tobacco stick in his hand from which smoke with unpleasant smell had filled the living room.
He had been smoking and taking his drugs more publicly since he was granted bail by the police. He thought there was no more need to hide his habits since he had already been exposed.
His friends were in the living room with him and they consisted of three of the body builders who had engaged Henry in the fight at the workout center and one another new one.
“Tom, I truly think we should face your hearing in court which comes up in a few days time.” One of his friends suggested. He was the same man who had led the team of fighters by confronting Sheila that day.
“I have that in control already, my Dad has the situation in his hands. I’m lucky the b****** maid is still alive, so I will only face charges of rape and I’m sure the maid has no boldness to go against me or even the money to get a good lawyer.”
“What of Sheila? Isn’t she pressing charges?” The same man asked.
“Not at all, the slut dropped charges but she’s being seen recently going around with that blockhead, I’m sure he has been sleeping with her freely.” Tom blew out angrily.
“We should still wait till your hearing ends before we decide what to do to that man,” the man put in.
“I can’t wait to deal with him man,” Tom grated out. “I can’t wait to deal with him for what he did to me and what he did to you guys.”
“That’s true,” another of his friends interjected. He was the one who Sheila had seen with him before the incident. He was the most injured from the fight, he sustained an injury on his head and had a plaster still on it with a swollen forehead. “We paid heavily to the authorities for damages after he injured us.”
“We gotta make him pay, we need to find a way real soon. I mean very soon, even before the court hearing. He’s gonna regret coming back alive,” Tom threatened.
To be continued
Restless – Episode 10
Impromptu Trip
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Oct 3, 2015
05:30 AM
El Deols, Anthanna.
Sheila was still fast asleep in her bed when she heard a soft knock at her door. It sounded distant in her sleepy ears and she turned in the bed again, covering herself further with the blanket. The knock sounded again and she finally opened her eyes, it took her sometime for her to sit up. She search with her eyes the wall clock as she yawned lazily.
“Come in please,” she answered after hearing the third knock and Henry’s voice calling her name.
The door opened gently and Henry stepped in, he closed the door behind and remained at the entrance. He stared at Sheila surprised to see her still in her bed, looking sleepy.
She had on her nightgown and a shower cap covering her hair. Her back was resting against the headboard of the bed and the blanket still covering her waist to her legs. Henry on the other hand was already dressed in his track suit and shoes.
“Good morning Sheila,” Henry greeted first while she stared at him, still looking like someone in a trance.
“Good morning Henry,” she replied in a sleepy voice after which she yawned, covering her mouth with the back of her palms.
“Why are you still in bed? It’s time for Saturday workout,” Henry said.
“No,” she shook her head gently. ” We can’t go for workout this morning, until we decide on which new workout center is good for us. Or have you found one already?”
“Yes, I have.” Henry replied sharply.
She raised her brow, expecting him to say where he found immediately.
“We don’t need to go out to work out always, we can do some exercises right here in the house.”
Sheila blinked and breathed deeply. She remembered Henry had talked about they exercising in the compound the last night but she did not take him serious.
“Now, get up, Sheila.”
She yawned and stretched, reluctant to get up.
“Can’t we…” Sheila tried to say something but Henry interrupted.
“Shhhh… No excuses ma,” he said with a chuckle placing a finger on his lips.
“Oh!” She grumbled.
“Come on, get up,” Henry urged again, he moved closer to the bed and turned to the side she was. He offered her a hand to help her up.
She put her palm in his and he pulled her up gently. She stood at the tip of the bed for a second before he lifted her with both arms and placed her on the ground. He walked immediately to the wardrobe and opened it.
“I’ll be waiting outside for you,” he said to her while she was still searching for something in her wardrobe.
Ten minutes later, she joined him in the hallway. He led her to the field in the compound which he had chosen for them to have the morning exercises.
They began with simple exercises like the cat camel stretch and jumping jacks which was led by Henry. After five minutes, it was Sheila’s turn to lead with an exercise move, she thought for some seconds before suggesting they do push-ups.
They began to do push-ups and got to the twentieth count when she gave up and fell to the ground. Henry continued however and was counting close fifty when Sheila got to her feet. She watched him in awe as he counted close to seventy five tirelessly.
“Hey wait!” She yelled.
He stopped and turned his face to her, his palms and feet still in the same position. He watched as she moved over him and quietly laid on his back and arranged her legs on top of his, also wrapping her hands across his chest.
He was surprised by her gesture and did not know what to do at first. He felt a strange overwhelming feeling and he could not tell what it was.
Their closeness had increased in the three days of Henry working as her bodyguard. They went to work together daily and returned together. He couldn’t really say he worked as her bodyguard for she did not treat him as such. She always insisted he sat at the backseat of the car with her on their way to and from work which he found odd to do at first, because he had believed the position of the bodyguard was supposed to be at the front with the driver. Everytime they stood or sat close to each other, she always found herself clinging to his arm or resting her head on his shoulder unconsciously.
“Continue with the push-ups,” she said to Henry who still remained frozen in his position.
He continued his count and went past a hundred and twenty before she yelled that it was enough.
She rolled down from his body all smiles, while he was feeling somewhat shy to look at her face.
“Can we do another exercise now?” Henry asked after forty seconds of what he considered as awkward staring at each other.
“I don’t want to do more exercises for today,” she replied, shaking her head.
He looked at her face, wondering why she was considering stopping so early. He quickly looked away as he couldn’t understand the way at which she was smiling at him.
“I want you to teach me some fighting moves you know,” she said.
He looked at her face sharply again, this time wondering why she was making such request.
“But I don’t know any fighting moves,” he replied, pushing his shoulders up.
“You know many,” she answered back. “Four days ago, you thrashed five heavy men as one single man.”
Henry sighed. “But you know that was almost like unconsciously, I was not sure of how I did it.”
Sheila contorted her face and raised her brow in a way to communicate that he was lying. “You just said you were not sure how you did that. I agree you were not sure that day but now you are sure.”
Henry was getting more confused.
“Since the day after that fight, I’ve seen you everyday read about those fighting moves you did.” Sheila explained further. “I know you must have found out what you did that day and how you did them.”
Henry had a brief smile form on his face, then it disappeared and turned to a frown. He realized that she must have been looking into his phone every time she rested her head on his shoulder while they were seated close to each other.
“Sheila, I am still not sure of anything yet. Why don’t we wait till I’m sure first?”
Sheila stared at him quietly for a moment and then nodded gently in agreement.
“We’ll start next week, by then you should be very sure.” She answered him.
“But…”
“Shhhh… No excuses sir,” she said with a smile, mimicking his voice.
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8:35AM
Oct 5, 2015
Bexford, Bethanna.
The soles of the men’s shoes unpleasant sounds in the large empty tiled hall as they made their way to the tail end.
Seven of them in total, Odio at the front leading the team of his five men and two hostages to his boss who was seated at the end of the hall. Mark and his friend had been brought all the way from Anthanna to Bethanna against their will.
That night after calling Mark out of his house and asking that he leads to the Nura River where the body was dropped, Mark had no choice than to take them first to his partner’s house for it was his partner who was a native of Nura village and had suggested that they took the body to Nura river where it would never be discovered. Odio called Mark’s partner the same way he called Mark out and also coerced the partner to lead them again to the village.
They got to the Nura River at exactly 5:30am. Odio asked them questions and he and his men began to look around immediately for signs of the body but they still had to wait till day break to get more light to see.
Flashback
“This is a part of the body bag we brought him here in,” Mark’s partner said after going into the river and bringing out some pieces, some other pieces were in the bushes around the river.
“So, if his flesh was eaten by the birds, what about his bones?” Odio asked a surprising question when it was morning.
Mark and his partner had looked at themselves in bafflement, wondering how he could ask such question.
“But Odio, we don’t stay here, how do we know what happened to his bones?”
“You brought his damn body here when no one sent you to pick it up, you would have to give account of everything that happened to that body.” Odio replied inconsiderately.
“It’s been four months since we brought him here, his bones must have been moved. Even the pieces of the body bag found here has changed colour, we can’t possibly find his body anymore.” Mark tried to explain.
Odio stepped away from them as he took out his phone to a distance where they could not hear his conversation.
“Hello boss,” he said into the phone after his call was answered. “I got to the location his body was dropped, there are signs that he has been eaten by wild birds and animals. We’re sure he’s dead.”
There was silence from the other end for a while. “Just bring those men here,” the receiver replied. “Bring them to me.”
“Okay boss,” Odio said and turned back. He put the phone back into his pocket and took out a cigarette and a lighter.
He took his time to lit the cigarette while the men waited for him to talk. He took a long drag in and out before lowering his cigarette to talk to them.
“Sorry guys, you have to follow me to Bexford.” He announced the sad news to them.
“But that’s impossible…” Mark tried to argue but Odio made a sign to his guys around and the sound of the cocking guns shut Mark up.

Present
“Hahaha! So these are the guys that took away the famous Agent’s body?” Eddy made a mocking laugh, getting up from his seat as he saw the men approaching.
He turned to the other side of the table and sat at the tip, with his arms folded across his chest.
“Yes boss, this is Mark, the transporter from Anthanna.”
Eddy smiled as he stared at Mark’s face. “I asked this men to leave you two alive and bring you here for a reason,” Eddy began, directing his words to Mark. “I have an assignment for you, but before I tell you the assignment, I’ll ask you a question.” He stopped for a second. “How sure are you that the Man died before you dropped off his body?”
Mark took some time to think before answering. “We confirmed when he stopped breathing and the Doctor also said he was dead.”
Eddy swallowed a breath and stayed silent for about a minute before speaking again. “Now, listen to my assignment for you.”
He got up from his table and turned to the other side of the table. He opened the drawer and took out a picture, he handed it to Mark.
Mark and his partner looked into the picture, it was that of two men standing beside each other. One of the men’s face had been covered with blue ink.
“Who does that man in red look like?” Eddy asked.
“This man?” Mark glanced at Eddy and then stared at the picture again. He turned to his partner and asked, “Do you know him?”
The partner muttered a “No”.
“We don’t know who he is,” Mark replied, attempting to hand over the picture back to Eddy.
“No, you keep it.” Eddy refused to take it. “The man on red looks like the man’s whose body you took, they are brothers. That man you see in the picture is hunting for the killers of his brother and is likely to trace you two to Anthanna. Your assignment is to find if he is in Anthanna before he finds you two, If he finds you first, he would use you to get to us and kill you after. So I’d advise that once you see a man like that, you report immediately to us.”
Mark and his partner looked again at the picture, this time more intently.
“There would also be financial rewards if he is found as soon as possible.” Eddy quickly added.
Mark and his partner was still silent after Eddy finished talking. Eddy got up from his seat and moved to the other side of the table where he was before.
“I’ll let both of you go now, but I must warn you to be careful, we’ve got our eyes on you.”
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Sheila’s Firm, El Deols, Anthanna.
Oct 5, 2015
10:36am
“So, what are the uses of Morse codes in this present age?” Henry asked his personal trainer.
They were seated together behind a table on two different seats, two computer desktops were in front of them, one for Henry’s practicals and the other for the trainers’ use.
“So many uses,” the lady replied him. “In today’s world, they are still….”
The door bell rang and interrupted their lessons.
“Please come in,” Henry answered, staring at the door and wondering who it could be.
The door opened and Sheila’s secretary walked in. Henry glanced at the wall clock to see the time. The only times she came into that place was when Sheila sent her with a lunch pack to give to him but it wasn’t break yet.
“Mr Henry, You and Miss Sheila would be going on a one week trip from this evening. You have to tidy up your office in the next thirty minutes. You should leave for home anytime soon to prepare for your trip.” The secretary said.
“One week trip?” Henry questioned. “But she never told me before.”
“I was asked to deliver the message to you, you probably should inquire for more details from her. Thank you,” The secretary replied and then turned after taking a bow.
“I guess we have to continue your classes when you return from your trip,” the personal trainer said to him after some seconds of silence.
“Yeah sure ma’am,” Henry replied her with a smile.
“So we’d talk more on the uses of Morse codes when we resume, make sure you practice writing them while you are away,” the young lady said as she got up to her feet and began to put her materials into her handbag.
“Sure ma’am, thanks.” Henry replied.
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Henry sat quietly at the back seat with Sheila as they returned home from the office. She seemed very busy with her palm top computer that she barely gave attention to Henry who was waiting patiently for her to talk about the impromptu trip. He decided not to ask about it, since he had no choice than to follow her anywhere she wanted to go as her bodyguard. He however still felt bad because it clashed with his plans and goals he had set to achieve for himself with his personal classes that week and that she did not think of telling him ahead.
Five minutes to the end of the drive home, Sheila finally finished with her computer and closed it up. She looked at Henry’s face and noticed he had been quiet all through. She could sense somehow that he wasn’t happy because it was unlike him to be quiet all through the drive home. She realized it could be because of the impromptu trip.
“Oh! Henry, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier about the trip. I just got to decide this morning,” she said to him, her face carrying a sincere sorry look.
He felt relieved on hearing her talk about it, it made him feel that he was also considered.
“It’s okay, if it’s important, we have to go.” He replied.
“No, we don’t have to go. If you don’t want to go, you can stay, I’ll go alone.”
He looked at her and smiled. “Why would I not want to go? It’s important to you and my job includes staying with you always.”
“Come on, stop talking about that job.” She rolled her eyes. “I don’t want you to come with me if you don’t like to, if you have something important to do or you have other reasons, you can stay and I’ll go alone.”
“I truly had plans to do something else, but since you have something important to do, you’re important to me than any other plan.” He said with a smile, his mind truly changed about the situation.
She stared at his face for a while and then smiled. “You truly mean that?”
“Yes, I do.” He replied.
She flashed her teeth happily and then drew closer to him, she wrapped her hands around his neck and then placed a kiss on his cheek. She placed her head on his shoulder and wrapped her hands round his body. He pulled her tighter to himself with an arm and took in a deep breath.
“So where are we travelling to?” He asked after some minutes of silence.
“Hmm… A neighboring country, I’m going there to buy up some networking firms.”
“Which country is that?” Henry probed inquisitively.
She chuckled and turned her head to look at his face. “It’s somewhere you would like, it’s a beautiful place.”
“Hmm…” Henry smiled.
For a moment, they remained silent and in that same position. Her eyes staring deeply into his and his staring back, their lips less than four centimetres apart, it was so close that they could hear the heartbeats of each other.
Sheila’s lips looked attractive to Henry and the encouraging glow in her eyes tempted him to move his lips closer to hers but for some reason he didn’t move until her palm found her way to his cheek. She closed her eyes.
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Tom’s Apartment, El Deols
“Guys, we need to find a way to deal with that freaking blockhead, he can’t just mess around with all of us and go free.” Tom said, pacing about the ground. He had a tobacco stick in his hand from which smoke with unpleasant smell had filled the living room.
He had been smoking and taking his drugs more publicly since he was granted bail by the police. He thought there was no more need to hide his habits since he had already been exposed.
His friends were in the living room with him and they consisted of three of the body builders who had engaged Henry in the fight at the workout center and one another new one.
“Tom, I truly think we should face your hearing in court which comes up in a few days time.” One of his friends suggested. He was the same man who had led the team of fighters by confronting Sheila that day.
“I have that in control already, my Dad has the situation in his hands. I’m lucky the b****** maid is still alive, so I will only face charges of rape and I’m sure the maid has no boldness to go against me or even the money to get a good lawyer.”
“What of Sheila? Isn’t she pressing charges?” The same man asked.
“Not at all, the slut dropped charges but she’s being seen recently going around with that blockhead, I’m sure he has been sleeping with her freely.” Tom blew out angrily.
“We should still wait till your hearing ends before we decide what to do to that man,” the man put in.
“I can’t wait to deal with him man,” Tom grated out. “I can’t wait to deal with him for what he did to me and what he did to you guys.”
“That’s true,” another of his friends interjected. He was the one who Sheila had seen with him before the incident. He was the most injured from the fight, he sustained an injury on his head and had a plaster still on it with a swollen forehead. “We paid heavily to the authorities for damages after he injured us.”
“We gotta make him pay, we need to find a way real soon. I mean very soon, even before the court hearing. He’s gonna regret coming back alive,” Tom threatened.

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Restless – Episode 11
(The Arrest)
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© Oyinloye Oluwatosin Emmanuel
MacNeith Hotel, South Husan
Sheila and Henry were sitting side by side in her hotel room. She had on blue jean bumshorts and a black top. Henry had a grey top on with black shorts. They were sitting at the edge of the bed, close to each other but appeared to be in a serious mood. A laptop was on a stool in front of them through which Sheila displayed some figures to Henry.
“So, I don’t get the reason you had to go through all those streets and buy some of the tools without going into the company.” Henry said to her in continuation of an ongoing discussion.
“I needed to come here and have an overview of the facilities and products before commencement of the deal,” Sheila answered. “The firm in question has no idea that I am here or that a deal is on its way. I agree there are a lot of good reports about them online but it’s necessary to hear and see what people around them think about them and the products.”
“So are you satisfied with what you’ve seen?”
“Yes, I’ve discovered the changes we need to make it conform to our taste. The firm has expertise in BUS signal codes and they need our expertise in the high unit TRA encryption, we would strike a good deal with them and also help them.”
“The benefit of this deal is the BUS signal codes we’re getting?”
“We are not just going to be getting the codes, we’d be learning how to write them and they would also learn TRA encryption from us. It benefits both of us and they even need us more right now.”
“Oh!”
“Apart from that, it’s also going to grant us entry into these regions where the firm has expanded to,” she explained, using a map being displayed on the screen. She scrolled down and stopped at a list of countries. “These countries are also in need of products encrypted with TRA and written with BUS signal codes. If we get these codes, they would be attracted to us and we would jointly make a lot of money.”
“Wow! Sounds like a great plan,” Henry exclaimed looking at her face. “Did you come up with this or your team?”
“Well, I found out about the BUS signal codes on one of my trips for the UN. I introduced it to the company and showed them the prospects. Since then, we’ve been searching for a firm which writes strong BUS codes and I identified this firm. They have some challenges and are in debt, so they have put up part of their company for sale which no one has showed interest to buy. In three days time, they would run bankrupt if they can’t make the sale. So we are not just buying their property, we are offering them a merger.”
Henry smiled and leaned back a bit. “I’m amazed at your intelligence Sheila,” he said, looking at her face.
“Really?” She turned her face to look at him.
“Yeah, truly. You’re a young person with a lot of achievements already and you are not stopping or slowing down your efforts. I really want to be like you.”
“Hahaha,” she laughed loud and hit him playfully on the shoulder. “You flatter me too much.”
“No, I’m saying the truth.” He said in a serious tone and grabbed her fist to stop her from hitting him.
“Well,” she stopped and shrugged. She let out a broad smile before talking. “Thank you, I think I got my business intelligence from my Dad.”
“I quite agree with you, there’s no doubt you would become one of the richest women in Africa and in the world.”
“Here you go again!” She said, stressing her words deeply as she rolled her eyes.
“No flattering, it’s the truth.” He quickly added.
With a smile on her face, she stared into his eyes silently for a while and then hugged him closely, placing her head on his shoulders again.
There was such warmth she felt around Henry always which made her always feel comfortable. Also the way he showed interest always in her business and deals got her more endeared to him. It was something she never felt when she was with Tom. Tom was not usually interested in what she did or support her unless he was consciously asked to.
“Are you through with your work for tonight?” Henry asked nudging her as he stared at the laptop screen.
“Ermm… Nothing more to do until my legal team and technical advisers arrive.” She replied as she disengaged herself from him. She leaned forward to shut down the laptop.
“That’s till afternoon tomorrow, so what would we be doing until then?” Henry asked.
“Maybe, we can do some exercises tomorrow. You’d teach me some fight moves,” she replied, staring at his face before she wrapped her hands around his body like she did before.
Henry chuckled at her mention of fight moves again. “So why do you need to learn fight moves? You want to go into wrestling?”
She laughed and then tilted her face up to look at him. He was also staring at her.
“Would you like for me to go into wrestling if I wanted to?”
“Never,” Henry’s lips trembled as he replied. Their faces were so close again, just like it happened in the car two days ago. He wondered why she always put him in such a situation where he would hold his breath unconsciously and long to touch her lips with his. It happened somehow that there was no kiss in the car two days ago. At the moment their lips were supposed to meet, the driver had decided to make a surprising sharp turn that caused them a jerking reaction in the car and made them pull away from each other after the car continued in its stable motion, both feeling embarrassed but Henry with the more intense feeling.
It was a similar situation here but they were in no car which would cause a jerking reaction, they were in Sheila’s hotel room, far from distractions in the world. They both felt tensed, breaths held and eyes looking into each others. Their faces moved closer and they were less than a centimetre apart.
A phone rang.
It brought them back to reality and Sheila disengaged herself from him quickly to answer the call.
There was this awkward feeling again which made Henry get up to his feet immediately. He picked his things and waited for Sheila to finish answering the call before he told her he was retiring to his hotel room which was opposite hers.
She didn’t argue as usual for him to stay a little longer. She nodded her head gently in response and looked away without talking.
“Goodnight Sheila.”
“Goodnight,” she said in a voice not louder than a whisper.
She remained in the same position until she heard the sound of the closing door. She fell back to the bed and closed her eyes.
Several thoughts ran through her mind and she began to feel so foolish as she wondered what was happening to her. She had not been able to get Henry off her mind in the past few days. She felt silly for letting him dominate her thoughts after she had only known him for few months. She was sure there was no future with him, he was a man who God had brought her way only to help and who was soon leaving her to find his own life, she needed to get him off her mind completely. She realized she had allowed him occupy too much of her thoughts and she was gradually losing guard with him. She needed to apply more care and probably spend lesser time with him, she concluded in her mind.
She sat up and picked the notepad and pen beside her laptop. She opened it and scribbled something in the middle page. A member of her team had just called to inform her that they had secured their flight tickets to South Husan and they would be leaving Bethanna by eight o’clock.
They planned to meet with their prospective partners that evening, after a developers conference that would hold that afternoon where they would book a meeting with them for the next day and reveal their offer.
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Henry got into his room, feeling weak. Not physical weakness, but something which felt stronger than emotional weakness. He couldn’t tell what was happening with him and Sheila but he felt it wasn’t right. She was his benefactor and he was indebted to her, he was not supposed to take advantage of her emotions in any way. Knowing that she had just come out of a disappointing relationship with Tom and she would be emotionally fragile, he needed to avoid anything that would make her emotionally entangled to him or do something that they would later come to regret.
The bed shook as he fell flat on his face into it, he pulled the pillow closer to his head and buried his face in it. He tried to get Sheila off his mind by thinking about how his life would be when he finally left. Few minutes after struggling to keep her away from his thoughts, he couldn’t still do it. He heaved a sigh and turned his face and whole body to face the ceiling, he raised his right knee and then crossed the other leg over it.

Episode 11 contd

Newland Estate, Ruthernard, Bethanna.
21:00 PM
The Red Wolves Executives were seated for another meeting, in the same usual sitting arrangement.
“It’s official, our operations can begin since we confirmed the death of the Agent.” The Ghanian man said aloud. He now had some boldness in him which was missing in the last meeting.
“Yes, I agree with Bernard.” another man put in.
There were nods and sounds of agreement from every corner except from two of the men, one whom they called the strategist and the other who was the leader of the group.
The leader of the team sat at the left hand corner, he was mostly quiet during their meetings and in their last meeting had only spoken at the beginning and at the end. His name was Elvis Kahn, a man in his late fifties. He had a dual citizenship of Bethanna and the United Land and resided mostly in the United Land until the Wolves movement began years ago. He was an ex agent of the United Land’s forces who was dismissed after 25 years of serving in the force. His outward look was that of a strict man. He was well built, a little above the average height. He was well trained in the use of arms and ammunitions and was also a very intelligent man.
The rest of the men became confused when they noticed the other two men did not seem to agree that they could continue with their operations. They knew they only need one of them to agree, when one did, the other would also succumb, trusting in the ability of the other one to make the right choice. Everybody placed more attention on the strategist, he spoke more than their leader did and came up with strategies most of the time.
“I do think we can go ahead with our operations.” One of them spoke finally, but it was who they least expected – the leader.
There was total silence after. The strategist wasn’t still talking.
“What do you think Hutton?” Elvis the leader had to ask him.
“If you think we should go ahead, it’s fine.” Hutton replied. “I will suggest that we just thread carefully.”
“I think there’s no cause for alarm,” Elvis Kahn continued, now addressing everyone. “There’s no reason we should be scared of a dead agent.” He added and then flashed a look at Hutton again. “We’d continue with our operations and hit the next target. Remember our plan is to crumble the economy of the nation so that they won’t be able to sponsor the FOX. It would take time for the International bodies to lend support because they would expect the FOX to be fit enough to take charge, but it would be too late when they’d realize that the FOX is weak. We would penetrate one after the other into neighboring countries and spread.”
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*
Four days after
El Deols Airport, El Deols, Anthanna.
Sheila and Henry finally returned to the country after a successful business trip. It was a short one but Henry felt glad he went. South Husan was a beautiful country just like Sheila had told him, and apart from the beautiful environment, he had also learnt new things.
They sat at the backseat of the car with enough space between each other this time around, totally different from the manner at which they sat while going to the airport few days ago.
After that night which the phone call disturbed them, both had avoided being together alone and doing things that had to bring their bodies so close even though they still were not able to get the thoughts of each other off their minds completely.
“Did you say something to me?” Henry asked after he heard her make a sound which he wasn’t sure of.
She was busy making use of her phone and reading business news on the youngicee website while he was also busy with his phone.
“No, I wasn’t talking to you.” She looked at him and replied. She had gotten so carried away with the news that she didn’t realize her response was loud for others to hear. “I’m not just happy about what’s happening in Bethanna.”
“Bethanna?” Henry’s eyebrows gathered together. “That sounds familiar.”
“Yeah, it’s a neighboring country to Anthanna.” Sheila replied. “Earlier this year, they had issues of terrorist attacks but they overcame with the help of two secret FOX agents who died in the process. But just three days ago, there was a bomb blast at their Central Bank in the country’s capital Bexford and over fifteen people are already confirmed dead and more than fifty in critical conditions.”
“That’s so bad!” Henry exclaimed, a sad frown covering his face as he felt bad for the number of people killed.
“Yes, so bad.”
Henry strangely felt so pained like someone whose relative died in the bomb blast. He minimized the running app on his phone and opened his browser, he typed in youngicee.com and quickly moved to their news section where he scrolled to check the news.
He soon found it after using the search box and he clicked on the link. He began to read the news article which talked about the time, place and the damages caused at the place of attack. It also talked about two top FOX agents who had died trying to end the terrorist organization.
After reading the news, he wanted to know more about the FOX agency, it sounded to him like something familiar. He typed the word into the search box and clicked on search. Three seconds after, the search results displayed and he scrolled through to make an option of which link to choose.
It took him about thirty minutes reading about the FOX agency and he didn’t feel contented with the information gotten yet. He wanted to search more about the agency when the driver of the vehicle spoke.
“Madam, the police vehicle is waving us.”
Sheila looked up quickly, she turned her neck to check what he was saying. A black police Hilux was coming behind them.
“What do they want?” Sheila asked with a deep frown on her face, expecting no answer to her question. She pondered on the situation for a brief moment before asking the driver to pull over. “Let’s find out what they want.”
The driver turned on the vehicle indicator and continued until the traffic was clear before pulling to a curb.
The police vehicle pulled to a halt behind them and three uniformed and armed men jumped out of the vehicle and walked towards Sheila’s car immediately.
“Step out of the car right now?” One of the officers ordered in a loud voice, three of them already splitting in different directions and pointing their guns at them. “Put your hands above your head as you come out.”
Henry was as confused as Sheila, so he followed every step she took first. He waited until she opened the door at her side before he did. He also stepped out after her with his hands above his head.
“You b******, step over here!” One of the men yelled at Henry. “You think you can keep on hiding?”
Henry’s heart began to beat fast as he concluded that his past was already coming to hunt him. With his hands raised above his head, he walked slowly in direction of the officers. They all had their guns pointing at him now, none was pointing the gun at Sheila or the driver.
Sheila watched on as Henry moved closer to the men. She felt so sorry for him. She had exposed him to the public by allowing him take the job of being her bodyguard and then making him have to be at the airport and travel with her. She was full of regrets. Here was Henry now, in a past that he had always tried to avoid.
“Thank God we found him quickly Madam Sheila, this guy is a dangerous man and would have put you in trouble with his cunningness or even hurt you.” One of the men said as they ordered Henry to put his hands behind him and handcuffed him.
Henry stared at Sheila’s face helplessly and he could also see that she was full of regrets. It was all over for him, he thought. He would never have the new future he had dreamt and planned for, he would have to face the consequences of his past of which he remembered nothing.
“Move dude!” an Officer barked at him, directing him towards their vehicle.
“Where are you taking him to?” Sheila challenged.
“The police barracks,” the policeman replied him.
“We’re coming with you,” Sheila said and made a signal for her driver to get into the car.
“You don’t need to come with us Madam, but if you want to make a statement against him, it’s okay.”
The men led Henry into the police vehicle and ordered him to get into the backseat, one of them joined him by his left and another by the right.
He closed his eyes for a moment as he sat with his hands cuffed behind. He did not know what awaited him. He felt sorry for himself.
He opened his eyes again when the vehicle began to move, he noticed that Sheila’s vehicle was following behind. He wished he could tell her to forget about him but he knew she wouldn’t listen. She had done enough for him already, he should be left to reap the consequences of whatever his past actions were.
He let out a deep breath again. He looked up and his eyes met in the rearview mirror with the eyes of the police man by his left, he looked away after some seconds. His gaze moved to the ground. He saw the shoes of the policemen and the picture suddenly changed to another man’s shoe. This man was standing, putting on another uniform, totally different one. Henry could see the guns attached to the belt of the man’s trousers as the picture became fuller. Then he saw the man’s face. Unexpectedly, it was no one else but himself, a younger version of him. He felt something like a shock and then the picture disappeared totally. He shook his head, trying to get the picture back but he couldn’t, all he could see again were the policemen shoes.

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Restless – Episode 12
(Agent Carl is spotted)
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“Hey baby!” Emery Jack sounded in a pleasant voice as the call was answered.
“Hello Dad! We were on our way from the airport but now going to the police office. Some police officers followed us from the airport and have arrested Henry.” Sheila replied him hurriedly.
“What is the reason for his arrest?” Emery Jack asked, the cheerfulness in his voice reduced.
“They didn’t tell me, they sounded like he’s been wanted for long and they accused him of trying to hide.”
Emery Jack noisy release of breath could be heard over the phone. He was silent for almost thirty seconds before he spoke again. “Sheila, keep me updated with anything that happens, we can only watch right now.”
“Dad! Can’t you call the police overseer and demand for his release?” She queried in a frustrated tone.
“Things don’t work that way Sheila, we don’t know why he was arrested. I can’t ask for his release. You know he could be truly guilty,” Emery Jack answered.
“But Dad, we know he’s a different person now. He doesn’t even remember whatever happened in the past,” she pressed further.
“We know nothing Sheila,” the man answered flatly. “Let’s allow the police go ahead with their work and watch how things unfold, if there’s need for us to come in, I’ll gladly step in.”
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Henry’s mind was full of tension as they continued in the vehicle. He wasn’t just wondering what he was arrested for but also trying to get back the picture that just flashed through his mind. He closed his eyes and struggled a bit mentally to recall, but a totally different scene played in his mind.
He saw himself and a host of other uniformed men standing in neatly arranged queues, numbering up to a thousand in total. There were some older men in front of them, in a slightly different uniform from theirs. A man with an entirely different uniform was addressing them. Henry could not pick any of the words been spoken by the man.
The vehicle made a sharp turn and jolted Henry out of the playing scenes. He noticed that they had left the direction of the airport totally. He looked back to see if Sheila was still following behind them and located her car behind two other vehicles.
He turned to the front again, he saw the face of the officer in the rearview mirror. He noticed something, a moustache and beard on the man’s face. His gaze lingered on the man’s face for a while. He recalled that he had read sometime ago about the Anthannian police and army, that was when he was having the strange urge to join the military. The beards on the man’s face was quite more than what was allowed in the Anthannian police. He turned to look at the face of the man by his left side and it was quite different, he wasn’t having strange beards on but was having an hairstyle totally unacceptable by the police.
He narrowed his gaze to the pocket side of the uniforms shirt to check the breast tag which was supposed to carry the name and show the rank of the officer. There was a name on the tag of the officer by his left but the sign to indicate the rank was missing. He turned to his right again. He checked the breast tag and strangely, it carried the same name on the chest tag of the other man.
Henry knew certainly that these men were fake police officers but was confused as to who they could be. Why would they dress up as police officers to come get him? What was his crime against them? And what were they planning to do to him?
He recalled again that Sheila had told him he was found after some men had dropped his body in a body bag at the Nura River. Could this be some of the men who wanted him dead? He asked himself.
He turned to look back again. Sheila’s vehicle had overtaken the two that previously overtook hers. He was more afraid on realizing that the men may not just stop at hurting him, they could also try to hurt Sheila. He had the responsibility of protecting Sheila from harm and couldn’t afford to get her hurt for his sake.
“Dude, you gotta sit well and stop moving,” one of the men complained.
“I’m feeling so uncomfortable with the manacles and my hands behind,” Henry complained in a bitter tone.
“And what are we supposed to do to that?” The same man replied him.
Henry did not reply immediately. He searched their bodies with his eyes to check the positions of their guns. He located a pistol attached to the belt of the man by his right. He leaned forward to see the pockets of the men at the front seats, the one at the passenger’s side had the pistol in his pocket while the man at his left had one attached to his belt side.
“I need to unbuckle my belt to stop it from hurting me,” he said again after some seconds. “I fastened it too tight.”
He got the men’s attention and they glanced towards his belt area but looked away after without saying anything.
“Can’t you help me with this?” He nudged the man by his right. He quickly looked back again to see the position of Sheila’s car.
He nudged the man again when he was ignored. The man gave him an angry look but Henry wasn’t perturbed.
“Help me unbuckle it,” he repeated, nodding his head and pointing in direction of the buckle with his eyes.
The man was going to ignore him but for the looks on faces of the other men, he decided to unbuckle the belt so that Henry could keep quiet.
His two hands reached Henry’s belt slowly and he was about to touch the buckle when Henry made a jump to the body of the man on the right, sitting on his laps and holding the man’s body back with his.
He stamped the soles of his shoes heavily on the face and chest of the man by the right. He shifted his body and his hand pulled out the gun from the belt side of the man he was sitting on. He fired a quick shot into the leg of the man as he stretched a kick with his left leg to the face of man on the passenger’s side of the car who was already making moves. He stamped more kicks on the body of the man at the right as he dragged his bum off the man’s leg but still held the gun so that the mouth still touched the lap of the man. The injured man behind tried to drag the gun but Henry quickly fired another shot into his leg, making him scream out loud. The man’s hands reached for the handle of the door and he opened it quickly in order to escape as the driver drove the car to a halt quickly.
Henry stretched his right foot to the front to kick the man at the passenger’s side and stop him from taking out his gun, he used his leg to hold the man’s neck to the side.
The car pulled over at a curb and the driver stepped out immediately. The man at the right side launched some quick blows to Henry’s belly. Henry tried to resist but the driver of the car attacked him from behind. He stopped resisting and soon, the man at the passenger’s seat had come out of the car and was ordering him with the gun to step out. The driver also picked the gun which had dropped off from Henry’s hand and pointed it at him from behind.
Henry stepped out of the vehicle slowly, staring intently at the gun in the hands of the man in front of him. The one who was sitting by the right had moved to the bonnet side of the car.
Henry flashed a look sideways and noticed that Sheila’s vehicle had also parked behind them.
“Go on your knees fool!” The man who was now pointing the gun at Henry shouted out in anger. He was still feeling the pains of the kicks Henry had sent to him at the front seat where he was.
Henry could see the driver of the car coming behind him as he knelt down.
“This guy is more dangerous than we assumed, I would have preferred we finish him straightaway if the boss did not ask us to bring him alive,” the driver said.
There were now two people pointing guns at Henry, one at his back and one in front of him. Henry was kneeling beside the parked car, his right knee very close to the drainage.
“What’s happening here?”
“Please go back into your car Sheila,” Henry said quickly in response to her question. He looked at the back and saw her coming towards them already.
“Shut up idiot!” The man at the front landed Henry a blow on the face and he fell to the back, the handcuffed hands at the back preventing his back from touching the ground fullyHe straightened his legs on the floor as he took note of the man with the gun behind him.
“I suggest we gag his mouth, tie his legs and put him in the boot of car. We’re on the road and we are attracting too much attention already.” The man at the back suggested.
The man in front shook his head in disagreement, he seemed to be considering Henry’s weight and how difficult it will be to tie him and put him in the boot.
Henry managed to sit up on the floor, he noticed the key of the handcuff hanging on the belt of the man in front. The man was standing close and was holding his gun just where Henry’s legs could reach him. The man behind him was the only issue, hands behind would not allow him handle the man. He needed something to distract him.
“What’s happening here?” Sheila asked again, after taking some seconds to see the shot man on the floor at the other side of the vehicle.
“Sheila,”Henry called aloud to get her attention. “Sheila, get the bag I dropped under the seat of your car for me.”
Sheila squinted,”What’s that?” She asked, standing behind the man holding the gun.
“Just take out whatever you see in the bag and use it,” Henry replied. He could see the look of uncertainty appear on the men’s face. “Get it quick Sheila.”
Sheila was confused, she wasn’t sure she had seen him keep any bag somewhere. She however turned back and walked towards the car.
“Hold it there,” the man behind Henry said and pointed his gun at Sheila, following her towards the car to see what was there.
Sheila’s car was parked so close to the drainage that there was no space to walk between the car and the drainage unlike the way the police car was parked, Sheila had to go through the other side and the man had followed her.
It was the opportunity Henry was looking for. He stared at the face of the man in front of him and began to name funny faces at him. The man squinted, it seemed as if Henry had gone insane.
He loosened his grip on the gun for a moment and Henry took quick advantage. Before the man could realize what was going on, Henry kicked the gun up from his hands. Instead of focusing on Henry, his eyes followed the gun and before he came back to his senses, something hit his groin heavily. Henry had gotten up and kicked him with the knee.
Henry pushed him to the ground with another kick at the middle of his waist close to genital. The third man was already coming closer and wasn’t holding a gun.
Henry stopped beside the fallen man and squatted, he held the key hung on the man’s belt and dragged it off forcefully, damaging the belt hole.
The third man was stood over the drainage, bending to pick the gun which dropped into. The pistol was halfway soaked in the dirty water. He held it at the tip and was taking it out when Henry’s knee hit his face.
“Hands up everyone!”
Henry heard a loud voice giving the command. He turned back and looked. Some real policemen had arrived, their vehicle was parked behind Sheila’s.
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Ruthernard Estate, Bethanna.
“We have everything set for the next attack,” Bernard said as he walked into the room where Elvis Kahn was.
It wasn’t the conference room this time. It was another room of the same size but having only two chairs. The chairs were arranged behind a arranged system of controls and a large screen on the wall in front. The two seats were for the leader and the strategist and the screen in front was for viewing and assessing the organization current plans, the feasibility and prospects. In that room, the plans were put into practicals using models. There the two men watched how their plans and strategies were going to play out in real life and also the expected response, a review was done and correction made when there was need to. However on this day, only the leader was sitting in the room when Bernard entered, the other chair was empty. There strategist was somewhere else.
“Why are you telling me instead of executing it?” The leader turned to the back in his swivel.
“Hutton called and ordered for us to take a pause,” Bernard replied.
“Hutton! He hasn’t called me yet. He’s supposed to be here with me,” Elvis Kahn breathed out through his mouth.
“He called us…”
Bernard was yet to finish talking when the door behind him opened and Hutton walked in.
“Damn you Hutton! Where have you been?” Elvis Kahn asked as he watched Hutton approach, he turned the swivel back to face the screen.
“I ordered for them to take a pause,” Hutton replied.
“He just told me, why did you do that?” Elvis Kahn asked.
Hutton remained quiet until he got to the chair beside Elvis and sat on it.
“I think I located Agent Carl,” Hutton said.
“Agent Carl?”
“Yes,” Hutton answered and brought out a tablet device. He unlocked and navigated to the gallery. “Here,” he continued, zooming a picture to Kahn. “He was spotted at South Husan.”
Kahn stared at the picture. It wasn’t so clear because it had to be zoomed. It was a picture taken in an event centre with several people dressed for an occasion. Hutton was showing him only one man’s image.
“What makes you think this is Hutton? This person may just look like him.” The leader said. To him the man the strategist called Carl did not in anyway look like Carl. He felt the strategist was only unnecessarily been afraid of the dead Carl.
“Kahn, this is Carl.” Hutton insisted.
“Okay, where was this picture taken?”
“A world developers conference on BUS signals which held on South Husan, I should have traveled to attend if I wasn’t busy. But I’m quite convinced this is Carl.”
“I still think that person only looks like him to you, Carl is dead, he’s gone forever.”
Hutton stared at the picture for sometime again. He shook his head in disagreement with Kahn. He was sure it was Carl, only with a changed hairstyle and unusual choice of clothes.
“I will confirm if he’s Carl,”Hutton replied. “The execution of the next explosion can now go ahead, I had to stop it to confirm what location that picture was first.”
“Good, the location is South Husan and even if that was Carl. He cannot interrupt our operations.”

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Restless – Episode 13
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Tom’s Apartment
El Deols, Anthanna
Tom hurried into his bedroom to get his ringing phone. He had dropped it there when he went to get a bottle of wine from the bar. The table was dirty with traces of weed and some powdery substances. He smoked and drank everyday since Sheila had left him. Since he was exposed already, he thought there was no need suppressing his lifestyle anymore.
He picked up the phone and checked the screen. His friend Stan was calling.
“Hey Stan! What’s up?” He said after answering the call.
“Hey dude! Phil has landed himself in trouble.”
“What has he done again?” Tom asked.
“He arranged some men to dress up as cops to get that Sheila’s bodyguard yesterday,” Stan replied.
“What are you talking about?”
“Remember you told us when we met at the club that Sheila was going to return from South Husan with the dude yesterday?”
“Yeah, I did.” Tom replied and picked a wrap of weed.
“And you remember Phil told us he would pull up a surprise.”
“Oh! I remember.”
“So he planned to kidnap Henry yesterday by sending men who dressed as police officers. They got him and were on their way to the destination he gave them. I guess the idiot attacked them on the way and real police officers caught up with them.”
“Now, that’s messy. Where’s Phil now?”
“He has been taken by the police, they took him last night.”
“Really messy, he should have told us before going ahead to do that.” Tom said. He sat on the chair in front of the table as he placed the wrap of weed in his mouth.
“So what do we do?” Stan asked.
There was silence from Tom’s end.
“Hey Tom, you’re there?” Stan asked. “Tom, Tom?”
“Shut up idiot! I was lighting up my wrap of weed,” Tom slammed.
“Damn you fool! Must you smoke before you can think?” Stan slammed back. They were used to hurling insults at themselves and most of the time did so when they joked but at times when there was also a messy issue to be solved like this.
“Is Sheila pressing charges against him?” Tom finally asked after another additional forty seconds.
“How would I know? I haven’t been there.”
“Why haven’t you gone there yet?”
“Bleep you Tom! You want me to go there and get myself involved in the mess?”
Tom took in another drag of the smoke before answering. “You didn’t plan it with him, did you?”
“Of course, I did not.”
“Why are you scared then?”
“What if he mentions my name? Or I meet Sheila there and she gets to point at me.”
“You’re a bleeping sissy Stan.”
“You’re worse Tom!”
“Stop talking like a fool…”
“Shut up Tom! Can we talk about our next step now and stop beating about the bush.”
Tom was quiet for some seconds again. Stan did not rush him this time, he assumed he was busy with his weed.
“We can’t do anything about Phil for now, we have wait till tomorrow to get now information about his arrest.”
“Are we still going ahead with our plan?”
“Yes, there’s no going back.” Tom replied sharply and in a confident tone. “We must deal with that scumbag before the court session.”
“Are you sure we need to go ahead with this Tom? That guy seems to be more dangerous than we see him,” Stan voiced his fears.
“You bleeping sissy! You’re scared already? I got my plans well perfected and there’s no turning back.”
“We’re not planning to kill him, are we?”
“No, I don’t hope to be a murderer, we just need to teach him a lesson, one that he will never forget.”
“Have you made plans to ensure he doesn’t reach the police that day?”
“Yeah, like I said, I got everything perfected already.” Tom repeated.
“What if he tries to reach the police and open up a case afterwards.”
“I’ll take care of that by making sure he has no case at all. The police would deny they were ever involved.”
“Tom, how do you intend to do this?”
“You ask so many silly questions Stan. He’s gonna try reach them from the onset and when the call goes through, it will be answered by police officers who I’m going to pay heavily. The police officers would encourage him and lure him into our trap.”
“I really do hope this works out well Tom, I hope it does.”
“It would Stan, it surely would.”
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The Next Morning
“Henry, I do think it’s time we look into making you complete your training and make your movement as quick as possible.” Sheila said to Henry. “Or make it possible for you to continue with the training in any country of your choice.”
Both were sitting at the backseat of the car as usual, after a visit to the police office to make a more detailed report of the incident that took place the day before.
“I need to understand you better please” He said, squinting at her face.
“I mean you need to finish up your training quickly, so that we can finalize plans for you to leave the country.”
“Why do you say so?”
“You’re getting into so much troubles for me already, it is better you leave so you can be out of these troubles.” Sheila replied. “I believe you’d do better than you’re away from here.”
“I don’t plan to leave you to face these troubles all by yourself, we have to finish it together before I think of leaving.”
Sheila stared at his face intently for a moment, she had a questioning look on her face but was yet to give a voice to the questions in her heart.
“Yeah Sheila,” Henry continued. “That will start with watching how Tom’s case goes first.”
“Tom?” Her face softened as she looked away. “I really do hope he gets a soft landing.”
“No, I hope he gets it tough!”
Sheila flashed a quick look at his face. “You’re talking about someone I was in love with.”
“Yes, you were in love with him but he proved to be undeserving of your love.”
Sheila sighed.
“Listen Sheila, Tom and his friends are dangerous. If I did not detect that those men were fake officers, they probably would have done something crazy to both of us.”
Sheila stared at him in silence for a while before speaking in very low tones. “That’s why you have to leave as soon as you can Henry, you shouldn’t be getting into all these troubles because of me.”
“That’s why I can’t leave yet Sheila, I can’t leave you to face these dangerous Tom and his troubles alone by yourself.” He retorted. “I have to see that Tom is punished adequately and his friends are also punished.”
Sheila sighed. She stared at his face for a while and then moved closer to him. She wrapped her hands round his body and placed her head on his shoulder.
Henry held his breath for a moment. She had not been as close as that for some days and that strange feeling of always wanting her in his arms suddenly returned.
“Sheila,” he called after two minutes of total silence.
“Yes,” she answered.
“I couldn’t sleep last night.”
She raised her head to look at his face. “Why?”
“I kept having strange dreams when my eyes are closed and visions while I’m awake but I’m never able to recall them everytime I try to do consciously.”
She stared at his face for a while with a worried look. It was obvious she was concerned for him.
“I can only recall seeing myself in a uniform of some kind, it looks military.”
“I think you are gradually recalling your past.”
Henry hated to admit that truth. He was scared. The flashbacks in his memory in the last twelve hours had been so tiring and even scary.
He had never thought he could be scared to recall his past. What troubled him was the possibility that he was a bad person in his past, he was terrified to go back to being that bad person which remembering his past would make him be.
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Denril Communication Centre, South Husan .
“Good morning Madam,” Eddy greeted, taking off his dark sunshades as he moved close to the secretary.
“Good morning sir, how may I help you?” The secretary answered, only taking a brief glance at him.
“I’m Edward from Affid group of companies, I’m here to see the manager in respect to the World Developers Conference hosted by the firm few days ago.”
The secretary looked up at his face sharply after he finished speaking, her fingers left the keyboard of the computer she was working on and she rested her back.
“From Affid Group Of Companies in Bethanna?” She questioned. The man nodded in reply. She frowned after his confirmation. “You called yesterday and we told you to wait until we fix a time with the manager. We’re yet to do that and I’m sorry you can’t meet with him now, your meeting has to be prescheduled.”
“Why don’t you tell him I’m here first before dismissing me?” The man asked.
“I arrange his schedule for the day and he’d be mad at him if I’m trying to fix something in now.” She replied.
“Why don’t you try? You may be surprised to know he’s expecting me.”
The man sounded so confident and his audacious look tempted the secretary to pick up the phone. Her gaze lingered on his face for a while before she dialed and put it close to her ear.
“Sir, one Mr Edward from the Affid Group Of Companies in Bethanna is here to see you.” She said into the phone, her heart pounding as she feared to be scolded by her boss.
“Please send him in, I’ve been expecting him.”
She was surprised to hear the reply and she quickly looked at Eddy’s face, he was smiling down mischievously at her.
“Right away Sir,” she replied in low tones and ended the call.

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“Good morning sir,” Eddy greeted as he walked into the office.
The man on the seat got up to receive his guest, he stretched out his hand for a handshake
“Welcome Mr Edward, I wasn’t expecting you this soon,” the man replied as they shook each other’s hands firmly. “Please have your seat,” he said and watched as the man took his seat before sitting. “So, would you like to take some coffee?”
“No thanks, I’d rather want us to go straight to business.” Eddy replied.
“Your wish sir, let’s get started.”
“Like I said in the mail and on voice call, I saw videos and pictures of the World Developers Conference hosted by this establishment few days ago. It’s a pity I only saw it after the event, we from Affid Group of Companies would have loved to participate.”
“I truly do wonder how you missed the advertisements, it was publicized on several Network TVs of different countries in the world. I’m sure the publication was done well in Bethanna which is a neighboring country to us,” the manager replied.
“Yeah, I’m sure it was. It’s sad that we missed it,” Eddy replied. He changed his position and rested his elbow on the left armrest. “Well, no regrets, we’ve been able to purchase some of the videos from the conference and I’ve listened to a bulk of them already, the revelations are quite amazing and the level at which programming is taking over the world and it’s systems is astonishing.”
“I agree with you,” the manager cleared his throat. “The exact reason the world developers conference held was to foster growth of Programming and Developing firms and products.”
“You’re right,” Eddy said and leaned forward. “I already stated in my mail that we need your partnership in organizing a similar conference in Bethanna. We are building a programming school for the world in Bethanna and before it is launched, we will need to sensitize the public on issues surrounding the program.”
“Yes, I read that in the mail and I asked to see the documents.”
“Here,” Eddy pulled out a file from his bag and placed it on the table. He opened to the middle and stared intently for a moment before passing the file to the manager.
The manager went through the documents for about eight minutes before he spoke again. “This looks great, however our legal team would still have to look into it.” he said and closed the file. “Can we get a copy?”
“Yes, that’s your copy.” Eddy replied.
The manager picked his phone and made a call asking his secretary to come into his office. She came in one minute later, he handed her the file and asked her to send it to one of their offices for the team to go through.
“I’ll also like to find out how you gathered the audience for the conference sir,” Eddy continued after the manager was done with the secretary. “We would like this to guide us in choosing ours too.”
“We sent out invites to others and some others applied and were approved after we went through their necessary details.” the manager replied.
“Was the offer thrown to the public?”
“No, it was only published publicly, we didn’t invite the public. Throwing the invitation to the public would have given us too much crowd to deal with, we also would have had to go through several applications to select. We drew up a list of companies to invite, after which we stated in the advertisement that the offer was only opened to programming and developing firms. So we only had a maximum of five delegates from each programming firm from all over the world.”
“And did you keep records of all attendees?”
“Yes, we did. We formed a team and made them in charge of crowd and access control, they worked with the event centre team and controlled access on the day of the event.”
“Is there a way we can make use of your database to send our invitations too?”
“Ermm… You mean using our records to make your invitations?”
“Exactly.”
“That’s kind of huge,” the man squinted. “Is it really necessary?”
“It would make us focus on a better audience.”
“It would be quite difficult, we are responsible for the personal data collected from our attendees, it won’t be right to let them out.”
“I’m aware sir, and that’s why we are seeking your partnership. If you agree to partner with us, it becomes our event and it would not be an issue to make use of the database. There would be no issue of mistrust of your company by the attendees.”
“You’re right, but if that’s the case we need to discuss further. I thought what you needed was just our support for your event.”
“No sir, that’s why we clearly stated it as Request for Partnership. I’m here and ready to discuss your terms.”
“No, I think you should tell us what you want to offer us first. If we grant you this partnership you long for, what do we stand to gain? What are you offering us?”
Eddy looked down to bing out another file, he placed it on the table and turned it to the man. The manager stared at his face for a moment before he opened the file.
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Some days later
El Deols, Anthanna
09:45AM
“You may come in Henry,” Sheila answered in response to the doorbell.
Henry opened the door gently and stepped in. He closed it and walked straight to Sheila’s table.
Her eyes were on him as he advanced and she wondered why he was there at that time of the day. He rarely came into her office during work hours, he had only been there once, on the first day he resumed his job as her bodyguard, and even though their office was only separated by her secretary’s, they mostly never saw each other at work until closing hours except on days they went out for lunch together.
“Sheila, I just got a message that Miss Tayo has been kidnapped.” He said to her.
“Kidnapped?” She squinted at him. “Isn’t she supposed to be in your office with you?”
“Yes but she did not come, I started calling her number since ten o’clock and it wasn’t answered until five minutes ago.”
“Who answered it?”
“He said his name was Lion and that he had Miss Tayo with him and he wanted to strike a deal with you.”
“With me?” Sheila asked, surprised.
“Yes, I was surprised too.”
Sheila fell back in the chair to consider the situation, she leaned back forward after a minute. “Can you call them m them back?”
Miss Tayo was instructor. A Nigerian she was, she had migrated with her family to Anthanna and lived there from a young age. She worked in a freelance organization from where Sheila employed her services.
Henry held the phone up to dial back the number but he stopped as some messages entered the phone. He was frozen on a spot for a while.
“What’s happening? Why don’t you call back?” She asked.
He moved closer and stretched forth the phone to her. She stared at his face for a moment before collecting the phone.
A picture had been sent from the kidnappers and it showed Miss Tayo tied to a chair, blindfolded and with her mouth gagged. Her clothes had been ripped off and she looked disorganized already, even though it didn’t look like she had been beaten or battered.
“Please dial the number,” she said, handing back the phone to Henry.
Henry dialed the number and listened until it was answered. “Hey, I’m with Miss Sheila now.” he said before giving her the phone.
“Hello…” Sheila’s voice sounded low.
“Miss Sheila, I believe he must have explained everything to you. We are nice kidnappers and we do not kidnap to kill, we only need some little amount of money from you.”
“What do you need?” Sheila asked. She had more suspicion in her mind and was wondering why the kidnappers were demanding the money from her and not Miss Tayo’s family members.
“Ten thousand US dollars, no negotiations.”
“Ten thousand US Dollars?” She questioned. The money seemed so small to her, she had expected they would demand a lot more.
“Yes.”
“Can I call you back please.”
“Sure, you can. Make sure you don’t involve the police,” the man warned.
“Okay,” she replied before ending the call. “They want ten thousand dollars,” she said to Henry.
“We’ve got to inform the police,” Henry put in as he sat in the visitor’s chair.
“Yes, we have to. You should get that started while I ask for the details of their location.”
“Okay, ” Henry got up and proceeded out of the office. He needed to make use of another phone to inform the police.
“Where can we meet you? Do we come with cash?” Sheila said into the phone, returning the call after Henry had walked out of her office.

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“I would give you the transfer information when you get here. I’m at Andrews Warehouse beside the bridge.”
“Oh!” She exclaimed. The location was not somewhere far from the office. “We’d meet you there in twenty minutes.”
“You have thirty minutes to get here, you are allowed to come with one person who isn’t a police officer. If you come any minute late or appear with the police, we would drop Miss Tayo on the bridge unconscious after making sure she’s stark naked, i hope you know she would not like the embarrassment.”
‘We’d be there on time.” Sheila replied before ending the call.
She dropped the phone on the table. She wasn’t in a hurry to get up. She tapped on her computer in front of her and opened an application.
Twenty Two Minutes Later.
Sheila and Henry got to the warehouse alone, after informing the police and being sure that officers had surrounded the place and were watching closely.
The door to the warehouse opened as they approached it, they stopped at the entrance and looked in, not wanting to get in until they confirmed what or who waited for them in there. They only saw one man. He was sitting on.a chair adjacent to the chair of the kidnapped lady who was half naked and tied.
Henry looked sideway, his eyes met with the police officer that had followed them there and was hiding in a corner, he saw the man nodding for them to proceed into the warehouse.
“Lets go in,” he said in a soft tone to Sheila.
The door of the warehouse closed as soon as they stepped in. They advanced towards the man who was now looking at them. They had gotten to the centre of the hall when the man spoke.
“I warned you not to inform the police.”
They stopped walking immediately his voice sounded. Sheila felt some fear. She wondered how the man had known they informed the police after the police had assured them that the kidnappers would never know of their presence.
Henry was less afraid. His fingers reached for the button attached to his belt which the police officers gave them to press when they needed quick intervention.
A loud alarm sound echoed through the hall as Henry’s finger touched the button. Henry touched it again and he realized that it was the response to his touch. He was confused for a while, wondering how the button could spark a response from the hall.
“Stop alarming the police, they can’t help you here.” the man said with an evil smile, now proceeding towards them. “We only want to teach you some lesson while Sheila would sit and enjoy yhe show.”
Sheila heaved a sigh of frustration. Henry was getting into trouble again, just few days after they got out from one. What made it bad was that the enemies had the police with them this time. She thought that was bad enough until they began to hear sounds from different corners of the large hall and saw different men coming out of the corners. They looked angry and fierce, most of them heavily built.
Sheila quivered in fear at their number. The men were numbering up to thirty and most of them had weapons in their hands. She began to feel her knees buckling and her bladder was suddenly full.
A scene flashed quickly through Henry’s mind. It was blurry. He saw some angry looking men in the vision, holding metal rods and lashing someone on the ground desperately. The man on the ground was him.

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Restless - Episode 14
Torture

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© Oyinloye Oluwatosin Emmanuel

Sheila quivered in fear at their number. The men were numbering up to thirty and most of them had weapons in their hands. Her whole body trembled in fright and she began to feel her knees buckling.

A scene flashed quickly through Henry's mind. It was blurry. He saw some angry looking men in the vision, holding metal rods and lashing someone on the ground desperately. The man on the ground was him.

Henry shook his head vigorously to wave off the flashing scenes. He took a look at Sheila and reached for her hand, all he had on his mind was how to ensure Sheila was kept safe from harm.

He stared at the mean looking men, he knew none of them and he wasn't sure he had done them any wrong but it was so obvious that these men were ready to give him the beating of his life.

The men closed in on them slowly. Henry began to wonder how he was going to take down such a number of people. Another scene flashed through his mind at moment and he saw himself this time on a bridge with a large number men rushing towards him and he took them down one after the other. He shook his head again to bring himself back to reality. He looked at the men around him and could tell they were getting ready to come for him one after the other.

With a loud yell, the first man rushed towards Henry with the rod and Henry turned in his direction quickly. He met the man with a kick on the chest before the man could use his rod, making the man stagger back and finally falling with his bum to the ground. Another man come from his right hand side and Henry released Sheila's hand as he waved a kick with his left hand to the face of the man. The impact of the kick sent the man crashing heavily with his back and his head on the floor.

Another man was coming from behind. Henry quickly turned, he pulled Sheila to his back gently and then grabbed the fist as the man launched a blow, he replied with an uppercut and then followed up with another heavy blow on the chest. He dodged a blow from another man and grabbed his arm on a spot close to the armpit, he dug an elbow into the man's belly with the other hand and then lifted and slammed him to the ground on other side. He stamped his foot on the face of a man coming towards him from Sheila. He turned beside her and wiped another man a kick on the neck. He pulled her with a hand and put her behind him again as he grabbed the wrist of another man sending a blow. He released Sheila's hand and dug a blow with the now free hand into the belly of the man.

Seven men were down now, two of them already getting up while the rest still laid sprawled on the floor and grunting in pains and in shock, shock because they had gotten more than they bargained for. The one who set them up for the fight had warned them that who they would deal with was a good fighter and so would not be easy to beat, but he had missed out telling them about the intensity of the kicks and blows of the man. A strike from Henry's fist was heavier than the usual man's blow and it not only inflicted pains on wherever it touched on their bodies but it sent severe pains all through their whole bodies.

Henry watched as three men charged towards him simultaneously. He rushed to pick a rod which had fallen from the hand of one of the previous men and held it firmly in his hands.

"Squat Sheila!" He shouted as he struck the rod on the chest of the first out of the three, his right feet poking into the belly of the second at the same time. He rolled the rod in his hand and landed it hard on the shoulder of the third man and then on his ear.

He made a swift turn and bent to dodge a swipe of a rod, he dug the rod into the belly of the man and whipped another man by the waist, he got up and whipped the man again on side of his face and then finished it on the top of the man's head. The sole of his right foot met the belly of another one and he followed up with a strike of the rod to his head, meeting the man at the side of his eyes.

The remaining men joined the fight one after the other and it became more furious but even with their furiousness, they all avoided Sheila like they had gotten instructions not to touch her. Henry got so busy with them that he did not realize when Sheila moved away from the centre of the fight.

As swift as a Deer Henry turned, twisted and dodged the attacks of the men straightaway replying them with his. At some point, he had about six men attacking him at the same time. As he kicked one, he dodged the blow of another and attacked another in the groin. One man grabbed him from behind, holding his both hands to the back to give room to the men in front to attack openly but Henry made use of his legs and stopped a blow launched to his chest. He rested his weight on the man holding him behind and leaped, kicking the faces of three men one after the other. He and the man behind him ended on the ground due to his weight. Henry's rod had fallen off and rolled away.

He quickly hit the man twice in the belly with his elbow and rolled away to dodge a strike by another man, the rod landed on the chest of the man on the ground. Henry try to get up quickly but he found himself lying on the ground again to dodge a wave of the rod. He did a quick back roll and scurried up to his feet, another man was already trying to strike a rod on his head. He grabbed the rod with his fists and tried to wriggle it out of the man's hand but the man held on to it firmly until he pushed the man away with a kick on the chest. He positioned the rod in his hands well and turned and bent simultaneously and swiftly to strike another man hard in his belly with the rod. He rose up and whipped another on the face with the rod, he extended his right hand to the back and grabbed another man by the neck, he lifted the man to his front and slammed his body on another at the front.

Sheila had gotten out of the midst of the scuffle and could see that Henry was still handling the men well enough but she remained in great panic. She reached for her phone and brought it out quickly with trembling hands. She unlocked it and tried to make a call but realized that there was no signal in the hall. She ran quickly towards the entrance through which she got in with Henry and tried to find the knob or button to push to make it open but found none.

She struggled with the lock for some seconds before she finally stopped and looked around to see if there was any other entrance or exit. She could not see any. She unlocked her phone again to check if the signal had returned but it hadn't. She returned the phone into her pocket and began to walk hurriedly about the hall to check for any entrance or exit.

The tall man followed her with his eyes for a while. Then he left the position where he stood and proceeded towards her, being certain that she wasn't aware he was watching her.

The fight got messier but Henry was still in control. He knew exactly where to hit the men to keep them weak for sometime even if they were still going to stand up later to get more thrashing to strengthen their weakness.