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The silence following Sparrow's revelation was heavy and intense. I looked at Bami, Bami looked at me. I looked at Andy, Andy looked at me. I looked at Dagnet, she was looking at Sparrow with love and admiration in her eyes. I looked at my dad, Alli wasn't looking at me. He was staring at Sparrow with suprise and confusion.

No one spoke for a full minute until Alli no joy echoed our thoughts. He thundered "Whaaaat!"

Immediately Emma stirred "ehee....eheeeee...."

My dad began to rock and coo immediately till she settled back to sleep then he looked at Sparrow and whispered "What?"

Sparrow seemed shocked that we didn't have this piece of information. He looked at me in suprise
"You didn't know?"

"Nooo of course I didn't know!" I exploded in a whisper. Thank God for Emma if not our voices would have been raising the roof already.
I mean how could I know that my fiance had been bumping tacos with another woman? Or that the other woman in question now hated me and saw me as the reason they were not together.....as in together with my fiance....Fome? Chai this world was a crazy one!

"Wow...." Sparrow said with an embarassed shake of his head "I know this would come as a shock but Fome is not the one who kidnapped your daughter, she loved you after all...."

"How do you know all these?" Andy asked

"Well she told me herself she said she was going to leave Rex...."

"Wait a minute hold up, are you trying to tell me Fome was a lesbian?" my father asked. He was still stuck on that revelation. It was unbelievable to him.

On the other hand I was stuck on something else Sparrow had said.

"She was going to leave Rex.........."

That statement took me back in time to the phrase that had started it all. To the sunny day Fome had come to my room and uttered the words that had covered my sun. She had said 'I'm leaving you, I'm in love with someone else.....'

I believed her then and had tried everything save for tying her to my bed post but she was stuck on leaving. Later when the business with the Chief began to unfold I began to think she had left me in a bid to protect me from the chief and his evil gimmicks. But now......maybe she had truly left me because she loved someone else.....a woman? This Beatrice of a person who had shot my wife in the knees and kidnapped my daughter?

"Rex......Rex......"

I shook my head and blinked at Bami.

"Are you okay?" he asked worriedly

I nodded. I couldn't trust myself to speak just yet

Sparrow looked at me with so much pity that it was almost insulting but before I could say anything my dad said "oya continue....but wait, wait.....how did you meet them"

Sparrow cleared his throat. He looked at each of us one after the other. When his eyes got to Dagnet he smiled a little and their eyes held until someone- probably Andy cleared his throat. "ehem.."

"okay, well years ago it was revealed to me that my father was an errand boy for a top secret cult in Nigeria, he had been the point man in the drug smuggling, an avenue I found out the cult used to make billions, apparently he was so good that he was never caught, in any airport of the world, smuggling huge kilos..but then he wanted out but there was only one way out.....so they killed him." he looked at us again and I marveled at the man's communication skills. It was like he held us bound with some kind of spell, we were all caught up and hypnotized by his voice. He might as well have held up a swinging pendulum and ordered us to follow the motion of the ball.

"Well.....it was tough for me, I was basically running blind with no information at all until I met someone. I was in a golf club in lekki then, working undercorver because I had intel that a high member of the club with a golden pass was affiliated with this same 'hole' cult, I met a man......" He looked at me "I think you know him as Betran, well he introduced me to Mr X. This man was full of hatred and bitterness, he had lost his wife to prostitution and his daughters to poverty, not to talk of the foundry business he had started up....well this man was all for revenge but he needed my help. It turned out the chief his nemesis was a member of the hole and involved in drug, arms and human trafficking and was almost untouchable. Of course I began to get interested at the mention of drugs because that was my father's field" he shook his head sadly. "However, the problem was that Mr X didn't just want the chief to pay, he wanted everybody affiliated with the chief dead, plus every powerful individual that had covered and protected him from justice while he rose to the powerful man he is today"

"He was powerful but not anymore.....he's locked up now" My dad corrected

"Actually dad, he is still powerful" I said "Please continue"

"there was a correspondence between the members of the hole, from as early as the late 70's when the group was formed, every new member has his name inputed in this correspondence, and Mr X wanted it, he wanted to destroy them all....not to mention the coordinates containing the trafficking activities of Chief Amunike's evil deeds. The only thing was that a nosy and greedy young man working in a bank had stolen the correspondence and coordinates." He looked at me pointedly "That was you, We had a short meeting and it was decided I'll get you to the doctor Rasheed to scare you into giving up the documents and if not, Mr X was going to contract a hitman to take you out"

I gulped. "You......you got me to go to doctor Rasheed?"

Sparrow smiled mischieviously "Yes, it was me at the hospital that night....that gave you instructions to go to the doctor and declare the delayed diagnosis"

I almost scratched my head but my hand itself needed scratching so I just stared in wonder. I remembered the night in question, how the light had gone off and the man had held me with a blade to my throat and said the tip of the spear would visit me.....

"I don't understand, what night...which hospital?" Bami asked

I looked at Andy "Andy remember that night....the night I hit your neighbour Alhaja on the head with a stick?"

"Oh......yeah, men Rex you have really committed in this life" then his eyes grew wide and he pointed at Sparrow "Nooooooo"

Sparrow nodded solemnly "yes it was me....and that night was when I learnt that the both of you were involved with Mr X's daughters....I did some extra digging and found out you were married and engaged to them and I relayed the information to Betran but it seems the hit had been set and when it was called off, you snatched the briefcase containing the call off money from Betran and the doctor so the assassin took it personal"

"Wait.......if Mr X knew about his daughters since why didn't he reveal himself to them.....but let them continue to think he was dead?"

"I voiced this out times without number but he would always say when the time was right. To be honest I thought he was sensitive of his hideous looks and scared his daughters would reject him....he kept on talking about the first and only time he had made contact, how Fome had screamed in fear at him and they had chased him, thinking he was a kidnapper...."

"Yes he told me that story too....but Fome was just a little girl then" I said

"yes.....I think he always wanted to destroy the chief first but then his daughters died and he totally lost it all in one night"

There was another long stretch of silence. Dagnet was the one to break it this time "But this girl...who exactly is she?"

Sparrow rotated the chair a bit, looking at all our faces except for my dad who was standing on his other side. "Her name is Beatrice and like I said she was intimate with Fome, I met them once and I believe they were in love. The reason she hates you is that you've always been a threat to her, Fome loved you both and was undecided, then she finally decided to leave you and she got blown apart in a house and you were the one who released the gas.....The thing is she is Betran's daughter and she was quite aware of everything because Mr X had once saved her life and sponsored her hospital bill when her diagnosis was delayed sometime in the past, so she loved him dearly like a father and knew everything about the chief and the hole."

"What of this Betran guy.....where is he?" my father asked

"That's where it all started...he was diagnosed with leukemia and he has just few months to live. That was what really pushed his daughter over the edge and got her obsessed with the letters, killing off the hole and ruining Rex's life"

There was silence again.
I was ashamed of myself and I didn't really know why but I couldn't take my eyes from the floor tiles.

Sensei Sparrow continued his twisted and complicated monologue:
"Betran and Carmicheal, out of their love for Mr X had a meeting and decided to get her to make contact with Fome and Mona to let the sisters know their father was still alive, instead the two girls fell inlove and began to plan to elope, the only problem was that you stood in the way. Fome was finding it hard to leave you, until she found out about the real evil Amunike had done. I was still suprised that the daughters hadn't met their father till I found out they had hired a trained woman assassin and had decided to take matters into their hands and get the letters themselves. Fome wanted to do it for her father, Beatrice wanted to do it for Fome and for the man who had saved her life, Mr X....and the killer woman had some kind of motherly bond with Beatrice although I'm certain she wasn't her mother......and before long the girls became a coven and shut everybody out. To be honest, I didn't pay much mind to them, I had done my part....what I needed was the people who had killed my father, and yet here I am today no closer to finding out the names and content of the so called red letters....do you have it?" he asked slowly with a faint sign of hope.

I shook my head. The golden foolish note was still in the car.
"Was that.....was that woman the old crooner?"

"I don't know her name, but she was old and deadly....and I heard she used to sing for her targets before killing them"

But why did she kill Fumi?" I asked slowly. My head was too full, too much information still kept on opening the door to more questions, so many more questions that it was hard to remember them all.

"Who's Fumi?" Agent Sparrow asked suprised

"She was a co-worker in my bank.....I found her minutes before she bled to death and she said an old woman had shot her"

"I don't know....but if she was killed by the 'old crooner' then she must have been contacted by someone from the hole"

"And Sule too....my mechanic?" I asked

"Your mechanic was killed by the shadow in the hospital, from instruction by the Chief....Sule had spent some time in the Chief's house when your car had been turned up by Bami. The chief apparently thought Sule had removed the contents of your car and he was paranoid the letters had been in your dashboard....but apparently Emenike got high and said too much in front of him so he had to be killed"




"Rex get a towel boy, you're shivering" My dad said

True enough I was shivering but it wasn't really from cold. Goosebumps had taken over my body.

I looked at my daughter for a while to rediscover that passionate warmth from within but I was still cold.

I nodded and headed for the restroom. I shut the door and leaned on it for what felt like eternity, then I finally opened my eyes. Olivia's towel was on the rack. Her scent enveloped me as I wrapped the towel round my body.

I ran the cold water and let it run through my fingers, then I looked at the mirror.

To tell the truth I looked horrible, plain horrible. In fact I had trouble recognizing my reflection.
My eyes were swollen and red, my face was black
and I was filthy. The bandage that had held my side had since peeled off, or maybe it got burnt and my side was red and swollen.
I needed good medical care and lots of rest. And that was what I was going to do, to get my daughter, go see my wife and maybe check in beside her in the same hospital.
The dark humour was distasteful and I was disgusted with myself.


I heard excited voices from the office and I carefully shut the tap and went back out. The shivering had reduced a bit at least.

"What was that about?" I asked
as Bami replaced the landline to its cradle.

"Its the security, Ed...he said there's a man in a hilux outside claiming to have the shadow!" Bami said excitedly


To be continued

rowdymind:
Hmmm, A New One Lets See How The Events Unfold.
I Am Here Lemme Call My People
Youngzubi Honourable356 Souloho19 Helenbee Foxyflow Pradoic Make Una Cm Join Me Make Noise For Back Seat

Tnx for the invite bro....backbencher like us
op ride on!

Youngzubi:
big Amen to that

about the rush,is like you'er here,i really wonna end the story,since people see this one as a "weak" thing due to the fact that am just starting and this is my first story that pulled audience, the PIDGIN thing limits my choice of words,yea!,it degrades my storyline,i struggle so hard to put things in place,but i promise you sir,my next story after sex na food will say it all

with all your great criticism and that of others i think i now know how to go about things,i just wanted to write for fun and build my imaginary ability but now am really having a second thought,i will come out full!!!!

English story coming up soon,let me just cool my head,refreshen up after sex na food then i will do it, others that have been doing it well all along doesn't have two heads


thank you for waking me from my slumber,time to work more!

Bro keep it up man! Just so you should know this your story inspired me to try something new too. Just keep doing your thing bro, bigger you I pray.
As per the bolded trust me its good to write for your readers but you are your 1st and most important audience. After all you are the first person who reads every update. Ι think there's a saying by Cyril Connolly that goes 'it's better to write for self and have no public than to write for the public and have no self' something like that and trust me the truth in those words really opened my eyes. Just keep doing your thing bro, its Lit.

To my bosses Evold and Honourable356 ....

The envelope was big and brown. Manilla type. the bottom half had been burnt completely but hopefully the content was still salvagable.

I dug into the envelope from the charred end and pulled out a single sheet of paper. It wasn't what I expected. I had expected something more bulky. It had been burnt on one end
still I could see the typed words clearly.
The message was very clear indeed.
both front and back.
SHIT!!!!

Rex Obasi is a golden fool
Rex Obasi is a golden fool
Rex Obasi is a golden fool
Rex Obasi is a golden fool
Rex Obasi is a golden fool


The bloody shadow must have switched the contents before he set it on fire. I could only hope the Sparrow guy was really with my daughter and it wouldn't matter that I had failed if not.....
Oh God, I was a dead man.

The shadow never wrote anything, he had about 10-15 seconds and all he did was to break into the safe and switch the package before setting the fire. I don't even know how he got in, maybe he picked the lock, maybe he had a key....any one is possible. Remember your imagination is the co-author on this thread so keep it loaded and visualize the written words.
As for the shadow perhaps overconfidence and cockiness led to his downfall....but wait, his body hasn't been ID'd yet

I appreciate your input and still look forward to your pointed observations and critiq. At least I trust Honourable for that.

Happy salah to all muslim folks here!

joshnes:
Oh my word! Happy for Rex. My first question has been answered. But if Fome is dead, how come was Tom's test negative? Or is Fome actually still alive? More questions are rising. Waiting for answers boss. Well done boss Souloho19.

Bro me that is the writer still have more questions. But I assure you all our questions would be answered as the words write for themselves...for now lets just enjoy the story. Thanks man I appreciate.

mimilight:
I have been reading your story since last year but could not comment because I was not registered on nairaland. I finally decided to register on this forum because of you. Soul you have a rare gift and it will take you places. I have read a lot of story but you are simply amazing. Ride on dear.

Thank you and welcome

SPDAZZY:
Wow, what a twist! Again! Sure there will be more to come.

Glad Emma is back and shadow is dead.

Souloho19 hope you know that after that 'thank you ', Bigelow's bro said, you can't resurrect the shadow?

Lol...but maybe Bigelow was just hearing voices you know stress can be misleading

rowdymind:
Boy Am I Happy?, Emma Is Safe, There Is Slim Chance Olivia Can Walk Again And Fome A Lez!!! Wakanda Sh!T Is This.
Thanks For The Mention Souloho19.
P.S Take A Look At The 2nd, 3rd And 4th Paragraph, They Need Correcting

Thanks man, and to think I read and reread it before posting...

sussybae:
Pls give us something for sallah

hehe see u @ nyt

I told you guys she was 'bi' polar

pls guys follow the page on my signature.

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The house had been gloomy for the past 24 hours. It was eerily quiet and had the atmosphere of a grave yard. That is, when Somadinma was asleep. When she was awake then it was like a haunted graveyard.

Children usually have a sixth sense about certain things. Even if they can't really explain it, they can tell when something is wrong. Utebo's two year old daughter Soma had cried herself to sleep more than one once. She had a high pitched wail that could rival even the best of soprano vocalists and she wanted to know where her cousin andd best friend was.

"I want Emma! Where is Emma!" the little girl had cried again and again. She refused to eat and not even her mother could get her to stop crying. Even the twin boys didn't seem to be in a playful mood. They both sat on the 3 seater, staring blankly at their favourite cartoon. They weren't so interested in Moana's quest to return the heart of te fiti anymore. The litle boys didn't rap along with the tattoed man, instead they switched off the teleision and snuggled close to their mother who had been trying to rock Soma to sleep.

"mum...where's grandma?"

"And Grandpa?"

"they are coming, they'll soon be here.."

"I want Emma!" this from Soma

Utebo looked so helpless "Grandma and Grandpa went to bring Emma, they're on their way"

"What of aunty Olivia?" one of the twins asked

"I want Emmaa!!!!"

Utebo looked helplessly at Tonye for support.


It hadn't been easy, but excess crying and questions had finally taken the toll on them and they all lay asleep. The boys were in the room but Utebo had slept off on the 3 seater still hugging Soma protectively to her chest.


Tonye's eyes were red with fatigue and worry. But now in these few moments of eery silence, she could try and jump start her brain to think a bit.
There was a lot to think about....

-Rex had a bitter ex who was mad with him for whatever reason on one hand.
-She was supposed to be dead and buried.
-The delayed diagnosis doctor had been the one to bury her along with her sister Mona and father Mr X.

She still had the letter that the woman had taped to the fridge after kidnapping Emma, the note had been signed Miss X. Meaning she wanted them to truly believe she was Fome, Mr X's daughter.

-She had somehow managed to kill a shadow, even if he wasn't the real shadow, Mr Kehinde was still a shadow and among the most wanted list.
-She had drilled a hole in a wall and shot him through it. The method itself was strange and spoke volumes. But volumes of what?
-Then she had taken it personal, the kidnapping and especially the shooting of Olivia in the kneecaps seemed to send a message. A message of hate. She hated Rex, but if she hated him so bad, why not come for him straight? why go for who he loved?
Maybe she was after his happiness, didn't want him to be happy....because he had taken away her happiness also?
-The body they had exhumed from the grave had turned out to belong to a young lady who used to work for the Amunike family..

Then on the other side doctor Rasheed had been 'deceived' by his intern Christie who switched the DNA at the lab and he had given the result as positive. Could a professional like him be fooled so easily?......

She stared into space, lost in thought for almost an hour and yet she couldn't still come up with any conclusive reasoning. Well not really, she knew someone was playing a very expensive game with them, but what the game was and who the person(s) was, she didn't know....


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My father drove like a mad man, flying through lagos almost literally because at a point I could have swore the tyres left the ground. He breezed past red lights at the places that had functioning traffic lights, and drove past stop signs at intersections that didn't. I didn't care. If possible I would have urged him to go faster. But the goal was to see my daughter and I needed to be alive for that so I kept my mouth closed and tried my best to stop stepping on my own imaginary break from the passenger seat.

"Sir...who is that in the booth?" Dagnet asked after a while

"Oh....he's a fool. The betrayer who let Fo-....." he glanced at me for a micro second "who let the kidnapper get into the house"

"What.....Buzz?" Andy was livid
From the backseat came the muffled sound 'mmmmmmmmmmmm'

"The bastard.....what do we do with him?" Andy asked

My dad shrugged "maybe later we drive through the 3rd mainland and throw him over"

"Woa....what!" Dagnet was speechless

My dad grinned to hint he was joking but he didn't debunk the statement instead he said "I'm so happy Emma has been found, who is this agent that found her?"

I was begining to feel cold. The breeze was something else. At this kind of speed, it was like standing butt naked infront of a split unit. I shut my window fully but it didn't really matter, the three other windows were totally down.
"I met him just few days ago....he said he works for a drug agency or so....Dagnet was the one who intriduced us"
I replied

"You mean he's an NDLEA agent?" my dad was suprised

"No, he said it was ADA something"

"The anti drug agency" Dagnet chipped in from the back

"Ada...is that not the chief's daughter?" my dad asked

"no...not Ada...ADA...as in the anti drug agency"

"Come to think of it, this guy is just strange, I mean we don't really know him and all of a sudden he was able to get the baby from Fome?" Bami asked

"Hey, he's a good man...I spent time with him and he's pure hearted" Dagnet said a little too forcefully

There was few seconds of akward silence after that till Andy said "well whatever he is or his intentions are, its a good thing he has Emma, especially as the bastard shadow managed to steal the red letters"

"I just hope we can trust him that's all" Bami said under his breath

"Well we're about to find out" I said as we drew closer to the BROTA agency.


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Martha was talking to the doctor when Kirsten got back to the room. She noticed the intense look on the older woman's face and glanced at the bed for one worried second but Olivia was still heavily sedated and unconscious.

The doctor was speaking impassively in a monotonous tone "......just like a wrecking ball, very powerful handgun I must say, the bullet punched straight through her kneecap and exited the rear crevice of her leg, it shattered the bones completely and totally devastated the structure of the leg...."

"So doctor what does all this grammer mean....are you saying my daughter will never walk?" Martha asked in a voice so full of emotion that the stern faced doctor softened

"no ma, what I'm saying is that the kneecap can not be properly restored...she would need a good amount of intense reconstruction surgery and recovery but it is still highly likely she will never walk the same way ever again"

Martha began to cry.
Kirsten abandoned the snacks she had bought and hurried to the woman's side to comfort her. She had lost her appetite anyway.

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By the time we got to the ugly and inconspicuous building of the BROTA agency I was already vibrating like a little kid about to pee on himself.

My dad leaned on the horn multiple times until our sleepy security guard came outside. He approached the car warily and I thought if he had a gun he would have brought it out already. BROTA was known to have enemies.

"Hey Ed its us..." I called out "Did any man come in here, with a baby?"

"Aaah....oga Rex....no sir" he hurried back into the security house to operate the lever that would slide the gate open.

"Shit!" I slapped the dashboard then winced in pain "Aaargh!"

"Your hands men....take it easy....you need medical attention" Andy said

"It'll be fine, I'll just soak my hands in ice block inside....Dagnet call him again" I said
But she was already driving.

"Its ringing" she said after some seconds "hello.....oh Sparrow..."

She sounded like a freaking schoolgirl talking to her crush.

Andy beat me to it because he sighed impatiently "hey just ask your boyfriend where Emma is...no time for-"

"shhhhh!" She shushed him rudely "hello.....what....you're in.....but the guard said....wow...how did you...okay we're coming"

By this time the gate was open and my dad drove inside.

"He's inside?" I asked in disbelief

"Yes....he said he's in the building in an office with the nameplate Olivia"

"Jesus Christ!" Bami exclaimed "How the hell did he manage to break in? is he a ghost?"
"yes...I mean we are a fucking security consulting company for God's sake. Just imagine Ed, probably sleeping on duty....and if someone asks him now he will say he was on duty!" Andy added

I was equally shocked to be honest but the short time I had spent with the guy I could tell he was like smoke or dare I say like a shadow himself. There was just something super sleek about the man "I don't think its Ed's fault...in fact I don't think it matters who is on duty"
Besides the important thing was my daughter was inside the building, just out of my reach....but not for long.

I pushed the door open and ran towards the main entrance. All pains were forgotten for now. They'll be back with a vengeance later but I didn't care right now.

I heard the car doors slam behind me and the shuffling of running feet. The entrance sliding doors were ajar and I pushed it in and rushed through the lobby still bare chested but no longer cold. I ran past the doors which were all shut, passing through the nameplates of our assistants Jimoh, Kirsten, Timi.... to the very last one, Olivia's office, the office I had been using for the past few months.
The door was wide open


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And there she was. In the arms of this silver haired stranger who sat in my leather seat behind the desk, swinging slowly from left to right. He looked up at me and smiled but my eyes were on the little bundle in his arms.
Emma was fast asleep I could see that.
I stood paralyzed for what felt like eternity, just staring at her. She looked okay, she didn't look hurt, although her eyes were a bit puffy like she had been crying all night.
Oh! I'm gonna kill that bitch if she hurt one hair on my baby...

Andy was the next in. He ran straight into me and the both of us stumbled into the room.
I had to brace myself with my hands to keep from falling flat but the pain was beautiful. Instead of crying out I began to laugh.

I continued laughing as I stood up straight and walked round the desk.

Sparrow didn't say anything but offered my daughter for me to carry but I didn't. I remained standing, looking down at her and laughing. Tears began to stream down my cheeks.
It might have been tears of joy but to be honest it felt like tears of relief.

"Oh Emma"

Trust Alli no Joy, he didn't waste time once he got in the office. with just two strides he was at my side and cuddling Emma in his huge arms. She made a little noise in her sleep but didn't wake.
She looked beautiful!
God I was in love. In love and happy.

"I'm glad your daughter is safe Rex....she didn't deserve to go through what she did" Sparrow said softly and I looked at him with my teary and blurred vision
"Sparrow......thank you.....thank you....God bless you...." my voice broke down. Even getting through a sentence was hard right now.

Once I used to believe real men didn't cry, well if that was true I was fake and proud.

Luckily my brothers were there for me and both Andy and Bami thanked Sparrow for rescuing Emma safely.

Not to forget Dagnet too
"Oh Sparrow....that was a very bold and selfless thing....you're very brave....o....you really tried, you saved her...."

Andy rolled his eyes in amusement as ex detective Dagnet used her tongue to properly lick the rear orifice of the pony tailed sensei (figuratively speaking of course....hey my humour seems to be returning!)

Sensei Sparrow Ayara remained in the chair, swinging softly and nodding modestly at our appreciation and adulation.

I was about to request for some honey and Ice block from the kitchen then maybe some banddages from the first aid kit, I couldn't use my filthy burnt hands to touch my daughter's smooth skin. No way!
Besides the sting was back.

But then Bami asked him "So how did you do it?"

"I was in meditation when they drove by...I followed them to the house and broke in"

"Then....? did she fight you? what happened?" Andy prompted

"Nope....no fight....I calmly made her see reason and took the baby from them"

"wait a minute? you mean Fome just gave up the baby without a fight?"

Bami's voice was a mixture of suprise and suspicion. Perhaps more of the latter especially with the way his eyes narrowed.

I wanted to say it didn't matter. Whether he fought her or sang a lullaby till she fell asleep then took the baby, it wasn't important. Emma was here. I couldn't wait to tell Olivia.

But then SParrow said "No, no, you're mistaken....she isn't Fome. Fome is dead....her real name is Beatrice.....and she and Fome were lovers"

There was a sudden silence in the room. The silence was so profound we could hear our thoughts.
At least I could hear everyone's thoughts, it was the same thing I was thinking....Fome was a lesbian?

Whaaaaat?!!

Mynet11:
Nice one guy, keep the ball rolling... Thanks for the dedication. I really wish the real shadow had a more excruciating death, like Ryan plucking out his nails, eyeball, smashing his kneecap with Monday Monday hammer, cutting his primary vein and making him bleed to death. Anyways you are the architect/engineer of the story, u know best. Waiting for the next episodes: the contents of the red file, the identity of the lady that kidnapped Emma, the identity of the taxi driver plus many more revelations. In summary this story shouldn't end just yet. Don't forget my request o i.e carving out a character for my name

tnx man....Jah bless
about the character, I don't know how things will turn out but let's see....you may not like the guy tho

honourable356:
The dude rarely disappoints.
That special Sunday might comes mid night.

I have an objection on how the real shadow was killed.

But..

Let me celebrate Manchester united lost today against the so called minor.

Hehehehe...

Bros I'm with you on this celebration. It seems they are the ones that need the garriball Sarriball

phoenixchap:
Oh souloho...wer the Sunday special u promised na It's past 9 already

lol...I knew this was gonna come back to bite me in the ass.....well its still sunday somewhere!

My people I gbadun all of you..thanks for your comments....would drop sunday special tomorrow. Would have attempted it now but man need sleep

Jah bless you all. Stay blessed fam!

queenbetsy:
I came here just to wish a bestie a happy birthday and i found myself engrossed in the story.


I was thrilled, scared, and I almost cried!


souloho19, I don't even have an idea of what to qualify you with but trust me sweetie, I owe you kisses

Tnx a bunch...glad you enjoying the story....well if you owe me then I must collect

queenbetsy:
After reading this story, I zoomed off to "Delayed Diagnosis" only to find myself EXTREMELY confused.

Somebody help!!!!

Woa...delayed diagnosis is actually the beginning, this is just the sequel...everything started in DD. It may have spoilt the reading for you cos you started this one first but just try it with a closed mind that's the foundation of the characters here and all the events also.
Thanks for reading $ commenting Jah bless

arrestdarrester:
It was as though I was watching a movie and not just reading this Souloho...Wow!

I sincerely hope the papers Rex is looking for will somehow be on the real shadow's dead body and not in the crushed and now abandoned powerbike on TMB...

Get us that next fix souloho...this has somehow become some pure grade addictive stuff Bro; or should I say Pro?

You're good man, you're damn good!

tonyxxx:
I duff my hat for you bro,your flawless ability in keeping your readers engaged & your excellent prowess at building suspense is commendable. Seven gbosas to bigelow for finally avenging his brothers death. Now the hardest part is waiting for the next update.

Thanks bosses i appreciate very much..about the update..would see to it tomorrow

joshnes:
Amazing update bro! Bigelow finally got what he wanted. But there are still many mysteries to be solved. 1. Who is the killer lady? 2. Who is the taxi driver? 3. What are the red letters? Baba souloho19 we are patiently waiting for answers.

Bro little by little the questions will be answered tnx man

queenbetsy:
Happy Birthday to HelenBee!!!!!!!!!!!

Happy birthday to you helenbee
Where the party @?!!

Honestly the words flow like a poem...especially the 2nd and 3rd paragraph, nice one..
As for me and my household we are following!

Dedication

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Kirsten finally located a tuck shop on the ground floor of the hospital.
She bought some snacks and two bottles of water and on second thought added a can of energy drink. Clyde had really looked like he could do with some energy.
She on the other hand just needed to eat. Although the snacks were cold and didn't seem fresh but it was something at least.

She was already half way back up the stairs when she remembered the taxi driver.
He may also need something to eat.
Didn't he even have a family? What kind of wife would allow her husband stay out for 24 hours without even seeing him? Or maybe they spoke on the phone. People were different.....the fact that she couldn't do that didn't mean another wife wouldn't. Not like she even had a husband yet...

At first she had thought it was all about greed and was imagining the heavy bill the driver was going to slam on them but they had forgotten all about the man with everything that had been happening and the man hadn't come forward to complain or demand money.

She walked outside with the nylon bag full of pastry snacks and little filling. The Our Lady memorial hospital was in a nice hilly spot and gave a breathtaking view of the hills in the distance. Outside was also very cold and windy.
She swept the length of the park with her gaze, searching for the cream honda that had brought them to the hospital.

The car park of the hospital was well illuminated with streetlightsand Kirsten looked about searching for the car but it was gone.
She had spent few hours asleep in the back seat of the car right there....beside that ambulance but now the car was gone. Did the driver just leave without collecting his pay?Or perhaps he went home to the wife she had imagined earlier and would still be back?

She remained standing for some seconds until the cool early morning breeze made her rub her arms and shiver. It was cold out here!

She greeted a man in a nurse's uniform standing idly by the door and headed back inside.
She had better give Clyde his meatpie and lucozade boost before he died of hunger.



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"My boy what is going on! What happened!"
My father boomed as we all piled into the car.

Me, Andy Dagnett Bami rushed into the car greatfully before he had even braked to a stop.

I automatically reached for the front door but there was someone slumped in the seat staring blankly at me with defeated and almost lifeless eyes.

I couldn't really recognize the face. A lot of things were growing on it and by things I mean nasty bruises.

So I remained standing while Bami, Andy and Dagnet filed into the backseat. To be honest I wasn't sure I could open the door. Now the news of my daughter's safety had settled in and I was still filled with anticipation no doubt but the pain was back. And with a vebgeance too!
The fact remained that my hands were burnt badly. I was shirtless and had few burn marks across my chest and back from rolling round the burning room. The letters that I had almost killed myself for was still in Bami's hands thankfully although now that Emma would be safe in my burnt hands soon I couldn't care less about their existence or contents for that matter.
My priorities were drastically realigning.
1. Get my daughter
2. Go be at my wife's side
3. Hunt down the crazy bitch who shot my wife and stole my daughter

Then maybe I'd check up on the letters....
If I felt like it.

"Hey boy....don't go zoning out on me again okay?" My dad had climbed out of the car and come around to my side. He looked at me worriedly "You look terrible son, but I'm here now....we're going to find Emma I promise-"

"Dad...."
But he didn't give me chance to talk. He was on a roll "I only wish you told us when this whole thing started in the first place instead of sending Olivia to hide out in Benue with Emma, you're fond of that every time...but anyway this your agent Buzz..."

"Actually dad...."
"....took me to the house and it seems she left in a hurry, I was still there when you guys called me so its possible I missed an important clue which would point us to where she would be now, immediately I got Andy's call I headed here immediately..."

I sighed impatiently and he broke off his monologue

"what...what is it?"
he asked finally

"Emma is safe...one of the agents is with her right now, heading for our headquaters"

"What! why didn't you say so!....." he shouted at me with excitement and accusation at the same time. "Get in get in......what's the address again?" he asked and swung the door open

I was about to ask about the beat up man in the front seat. He looked awefully farmiliar but I just gestured with my hands in a 'where will I sit' kind of movement.

"Ooooh" My dad grabbed the man by the collar and pulled him out of the car. He dragged him like a sack of beans to the rear of the car and opened the booth.

"My God..." I heard Dagnet gasp from the backseat

"hehe....you don't know Alli" Andy said

I remained standing, watching my dad stuff the man into the backseat. The man(Buzz) didn't even protest. His spirit had been broken and rebroken. Alli no joy could do that to you. I mean I was a grown man over 30 but I was still secretly scared of my father. Who wouldn't?

I suddenly remembered Tonye telling me someting about Buzz helping Fome to break into the house and kidnap Emma, my brain must have been drugged and fuzzy when she told me but I could still remember something like that. I was about to ask my father but a voice shouted suddenly;
"And what is that?! You this Rex.....who is that...? you people are kidnapping someone in the presence of a police officer?! So the ritualist rumours are true?!"

It was the foolish constable Danga.

He hurried towards our car but when my dad slammed the booth shut and straightened, the man stopped and began speaking into the walkie talkie strapped on his shoulder.

"hello 10-4 do you copy....roger I have a serious situation out here sir...."

"Who is this clown?" my dad echoed my earlier question.

"He's not important. let's go dad" my body was shaking just as Emenike had been vibrating earlier before he got his 'fix'
I needed my own fix, a fix for my bruised soul;
My daughter was waiting!
My wife was waiting
!

I got into the car but my dad didn't. Instead he walked towards the police officer. "Who are you calling a ritualist?!" I heard him bark at the cop

"Shit!" Bami and Andy hurried out of the car but I remained inside. To be honest I was seriously considering driving off and leaving them to continue their drama but I wasn't sure I could handle the steering effectively.

"Relax Rex....when Sparrow called me he was still on the road, I'm sure we'll get there the same time or maybe even before him" Dagnet called from the back seat. She must have read my thoughts perfectly. It was strange that I hated her the first time I met her, it felt like ages ago....she was actually a very good person.....

Thwack!
A sharp cracking sound had me craning my neck just in time to see the constable go down from a mean right hook from my father.
I shook my head in dismay.
What was wrong with this man sef? His blood was always hot, too hot!

At the same time, the two police men ran out from the building with their guns drawn.

Immediately Andy and Bami had their pistols drawn too.

"Shit!" Dagnet rushed down from the car with her gun drawn too.

It felt like an art class suddenly...

The next few seconds was a very akward stand-off between the men of the law i.e the metro police department versus the men of......well officially we were the men of the law too, a greater degree actually but when it came right down to it, we were men of ourselves. Looking after ourselves. Bleep everything else.

I watched the standoff with disgust as both parties shouted for the other to stand down. My physical state didn't allow me do the things I wanted, like drive away, cross my hands in disgust or rest my head on my hand with my lips turned down condescendingly.
So instead I looked at the back seat and stretched gently till I grabbed the envelope. Bami had left it on the backseat when he rushed out.

I shook my head slowly in disapproval then observed the stand off still going on.
My father didn't even have a gun yet his voice was the loudest. He was shouting for the two men to put their weapons down and walk away.
Dagnet was pleading for the senior detective to comply. She kept on saying "Femi you know this is wrong...."

I ignored them and switched on the inner light.

The envelope was big and brown. Manilla type. the bottom half had been burnt completely but hopefully the content was still salvagable.

I dug into the envelope from the charred end and pulled out a single sheet of paper. It wasn't what I expected. I had expected something more bulky. It had been burnt on one end
still I could see the typed words clearly.
The message was very clear indeed.
both front and back.
SHIT!!!!

Rex Obasi is a golden fool
Rex Obasi is a golden fool
Rex Obasi is a golden fool
Rex Obasi is a golden fool
Rex Obasi is a golden fool

SHITTT!!!!

The bloody shadow must have switched the contents before he set it on fire. I could only hope the Sparrow guy was really with my daughter and it wouldn't matter that I had failed if not.....
Oh God, I was a dead man.

Bleep this rubbish!
I was about to slide into the driver seat and drive off to the agency but the back door opened and my colleagues piled in pumped with adrenaline.

"My God Rex, your father is really something....he's so fearless" Dagnet said.
"Not fearless.....foolish" I snapped
"Woa take it easy man, whats up with you?" Bami said
In reply I threw the paper at him.

They were quiet as they read the declaration of my golden fool status.

"You know what man, it doesn't matter.." Andy said "the main thing is that we got Emma, that's all that matters"

"But we don't have her yet do we? My God where is this man na!" I couldn't keep my voice from rising

In reply my dad slid into the driver's seat.
He started the car immediately and dropped a shiny object on the dashboard.
It was his dagger.

"Sorry about that boy, I just had to make sure those fools won't have air in their tyres if they decide to follow us"
I didn't reply.

My dad accelerated and sped off going well past the speed limit, whatever it was.

Every now and then I would swallow a little spit and try to force my heart back down my throat.

I prayed for my sweet innocent daughter. I prayed that she would be safe and waiting for me and wouldn't suffer further for the mistakes of her father.

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Vroooooooom!!
Vrroooooooom
Vroooooom!!!!

AAAAAAArrrrrgrggggghhhhhhhhh!!!!!

It happened in slow motion.

Bigelow charged at the incoming bike with red eyes and much fury, shouting like a mad man.
Then the windscreen suddenly cracked, just a few inches above his eye level and in a milli second he realized the bastard was shooting at him.
What's more, the shadow jerked his front tire up, balancing only on the rear and reducing himself as a target.
Bigelow slid down just in time as another shot cracked his windscreen and lodged deep in his chair just inches above his head.

That was when he swung his door open and rolled out of the speeding car.
All these happened in less than three seconds, three agonizingly slow seconds and suddenly everything speeded up.

The hilux and the power bike collided with a loud crash, Bigelow hit the floor, shoulder first then rolled once, twice, thrice.....then it slowed down again. It seemed God was having fun with the remote control or maybe it was all in Bigelow's head, maybe the adrenaline level had reached the highest point that he was so supercharged everything else was slow.....
Maybe it was all in his head because the shadow was flying.
Flying like a bird.

The man or superman must have also jumped from his power bike before the impact and he was rolling on the air, doing cartwheels over the skidding truck and bike like some kind of deity.

There's a saying that the birds have learnt to fly without perching ever since the hunter learnt to shoot without reloading. But all Bigelow needed was just a bullet. Just one shot!

He brought the gun up as he rolled over, the angle and his positioning shooting an unbelievable pain through his arm but he didn't feel it, not yet. For one bloody second, time stood still. The shadow remained still in the air like a photograph or a video frozen in the frame. Or maybe really God had hit the pause button on the remote, meaning it was now or never.....Bigelow closed one eye and let out a deep breath.
The breath he had dragged deep in agony when he knelt down crying over his brother's dead body.
The breath was full of pent up rage and regret and helplessness
It was a dragon's breath...

As he released the breath, he released the .50 caliber bullet from his gun.

The sound was deafening and everything stood still for a full second, the shadow remained suspended in the air, defying gravity.

Then he dropped.
He dropped like a bird and landed in the booth space of the hilux truck.

Perfect.

The hunter didn't need to reload after all.

Everything speeded up suddenly. Bigelow rolled over two more times and he suddenly felt the pain from where he had obviously sprained his shoulder.

He got to his feet slowly and approached the truck carefully with his gun infront of him.

When he got to the back of the truck and stared down at the body, he put his gun away.

The shadow had a hole the size of a boiled egg in his face. It had shattered his helmet and totally drilled deep into his forehead.
The man was dead. No two ways about it.

He thought of searching the body but he was suddenly aware of where he was; On the road. The semi busy road of Lagos.
This is Nigeria
This is Lagos
There was always someone watching.

He looked around hastily and true enough a couple had parked their car to the side and were videoing him.

What was the problem with people? All they could think about was updating their timeline, even in the face of danger or tragedy, no common sense, no fear, no empathy.

He pointed his gun in their direction and the man and woman screamed and lay down flat immediately.

He sighed in disgust then got into the truck and reversed furiously, climbing over the power bike which had dragged under the front tyres after the impact.

Last last, engine was different from engine.
engine ya to' si engine

He suddenlt felt a chilly presence and heard the voice he loved and missed so much
'thank you bro.....'

He felt like shutting his eyes and crying. A tear did roll down his cheeks but instead he nodded and performed a 360 turn.
Finally he said "Rest in peace brother....till we meet again"
He finally had closure.

Ryan Bigelow, a counter terrorsim special agent, not specially skilled or specially dangerous in any way had killed the tallest shadow. The last shadow standing. The real shadow.

And he was driving the body to his headquaters.
The BROTA headquaters.


To be continued

rowdymind:
Souloho19, I Really Love Your Style Of WritIng, Use Of English And Your Vivid Description. What I Don't Understand Is Why You Choose To Deliberately Kill This Story. Inconsistency And This Silent Treatment You Are Giving Us, Makes Me Feel Very Bad.
Please Update And Don't Emulate These NL Writers With Thier "i Have A Life Outside Nairaland" Mentality



Ps; Before It Seems I Am Inconsiderate, I Do Understand You Are Human And Might Be Down With Issues But You Can Intimate Us, Don't Let This Masterpiece DIE

lol.....I last updated August 5th
Today is August 17th
Thats about two weeks ago, yet if you notice no one really complained or shouted for an update...why is that?
Bro my readers Know me well, I don't starve them with updates. I think this is the only story you're following the same time i'm writing so you may not really know that about me. I used to update on a daily bro, sometimes twice a day, once its possible time wise and flow wise what is stopping me?
How can I be trying to kill a story I started instead won't I just give it any kind of ending in one update?
Lol
no worries bro, like I said these past few weeks have been something else that's why. Please stay tuned cause it will definitely get better

ClassicMan202:
Souloho19 you too much... Infact I go dash you my girlfriend

hehehe lool.....