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sikells:
any update today

KayTash:
Bros oya update na...I dey wait ooo.

My bosses, today was super stressful..but the update is coming up tonyt..almost ready!

"The assassin? You mean that shadow person?"
"Yes"
He was silent. "Well let him come..I've lost the will to live"
"What do you mean?"
"Oba..I'm feeling like I could die in the next few minutes..this place is killing me!"
I switched off the torchlight and we stared into the darkness for some minutes.
"Andy..Andy?"
He didn't answer but I could hear him breathing heavily.
"Andy..Mona died trying to pass information about this widows initiative..she died carrying your child" or Emenike's..but I trust my man, he had strong swimmers.
He was quiet now..and his breathing wasn't that heavy again. I knew he was listening to me.
"Mona died so that we could carry the baton, right the wrong that was done to her mother and also right the wrong that has been done to others and stop it from happening again!"
I felt him sit up, but he remained quiet.
"So Andy...we can't die..it would be very selfish of you to die now..forget your fear of tight spaces..there is suitable oxygen to hold us till help arrives"
I knew he was looking at me like I was crazy, even in the dark I felt it.
"Help? But the assasin is coming for our heads now!"
"Wrong! He's coming to open this door and let us out! We are going to kill him"
He was silent, then:
"Wait..put on that torch first"
I complied.
"Give it to me"
I handed it to him
He shone the light in my face
"Just wanted to make sure you're okay...but that is the most motivational speech I've ever heard in my life"
He stood up.
"You know what Oba..I'm ready let him come"
I smiled and stood up. "So you're not claustrophobic anymore?"
"Haba..must you remind me about it"
But he didn't panic anymore, instead he brought out the dagger and positioned himself beside the door.
I also held my gun tightly. I took a kneeling stance and aimed the door.
Now we had to wait.

We waited and waited.
And waited.
"Are you sure this fool is coming?"
"Yes I think so"
"Although he's a coward..all he knows how to do is send messages..you need to have seen-"
"Shhhh" Andy shushed me suddenly and we were quiet.
I heard some kind of noise, like a shuffling of feet outside.
This was it. I tried to calm my pulse.
Someone knocked on the door. I heard his voice.
"Target...don't tell me you're locked in there"
We didn't reply. Just open the door so I can shoot you. I didn't plan to miss this time.
I heard the bolt flip open. Then no sound at all. After some seconds he opened the door. But he must have stood to the side because I didn't see him. In my haste I almost wasted a bullet but I stopped myself just in time.
"Show yourself you coward!" I called out. Still nothing.
For like 30 seconds the door just stood wide open. The breeze that rushed in was very welcome and the outside was very tempting but I didn't plan on moving. Not yet.
Finally the shadow threw something into the container. As it landed it emitted gas. It was a canister. Not just one filled with fog to disable visibility, this was tear gas. I could feel it stinging my eyes and choking me. I had to leave the container before I fainted.
I rushed out and Andy had already exited and he was coughing with his hands on his knees.
I saw the shadow moving towards him from behind and I panicked....Oh God..not Andy.
I fired a shot, even though I wasn't balanced and my eyes were half closed. I didn't know were the bullet landed but it obviously didn't touch the shadow because he continued rushing at Andy.
I shouted and alerted Andy to the presence and he turned at the last minute and swung his dagger to the shadow.
He slashed him on his face and the shadow shouted in pain but then I heard the gunshot.
I didn't even know he had a gun.
He had shot Andy in the stomach at point blank range.
I saw Andy go on his knees in slow motion and I went mad.
I charged at the shadow and as he turned to me I wasted all the remaining shots in his direction. I kept on running as I fired and I also heard two gunshots that he fired in my direction but I didn't feel any pain.
I caught up to him and took him down. Jumping on him and sending both of us to the ground, we rolled once but I came out on top. His fighting skills and reflexes were no match for my rage.
I sat on him, Punching and punching and punching his face while shouting like a mad man.
"You...you ..you..you bastard! You killed him you bastard!"
I must have punched him up to 50 times because suddenly strong arms hefted me up.
"He's dead..you already shot him!"
I looked at the person who was speaking to me..my eyes were blurred from tears and I had trouble believing it.
It was doctor Rasheed, aka Carmicheal.
I saw that his handler the one that had been referred to as 'Betran' in the letter was bent over Andy.
"This man is still alive.. He can still be saved..quick! We need to hurry! Let's take him to the car"
We hefted Andy or more accurately, they carried Andy. I was in such a daze. I kept on remembering everything we had gone through, since school, work and recently how he had always come through for me..thrown his comfort and basically his life away to stand by my side.
I followed Betran and Dr Rasheed as we ran through the containers.
"We need to stop the bleeding first...he's losing a lot of blood! I'd call Mary at the hospital..they need to set up the operating room...we'll need to check his vitals..."
His voice faded away and I spaced out again. Aware that I just kept on putting one foot in front of another.

After what felt like eternity, we got to the car. It seemed like a limo. I had no idea and I didn't care. But it was quite long.
Dr Rasheed and i squeezed into the back seat with Andy stretched between us.
Andy's head was in my lap.
"Keep him awake don't let him drift away again..talk to him..don't let his eyes close!" Dr. Rasheed urged me as the car sped away.
I looked at Andy, I couldn't see his eye balls and blood was seeping from his mouth..
"Andy stay with me...remember what we talked about? You can't die...Mona isn't ready to receive you yet...stay with me bro" tears were flowing freely from my eyes and my voice was breaking.

"What do you mean you can't see his body? He was shot just seconds ago! Find him then tie his legs to a block and throw him into the water!" A voice boomed from the front passenger seat. Betran was driving, someone was beside him making a call and Dr Rasheed was in the back seat with me trying his best to stop the blood flow.
"I need to apply pressure on the wound...the bullet passed through and I pray it didn't hit any arteries"
"We'd be in the hospital in a minute..luckily its a stones throw from the port" Betran announced from the front.
"Andy remember that time when Ariyo's wife was flirting with you and asking for your address? Remember? I tried to smile at the memory but the tears increased.
My bro's eyes were closing and my heart was breaking.
"We're here!" Betran aka Dr. Rasheed's handler drifted into the hospital's parking lot.
And doctors were already waiting with a stretcher. I didn't know when Dr.rasheed had even placed the call and to be honest only my body was in that car..my mind had been acres away.
They whisked Andy away and as they went through the sliding glass I could see the female doctor leap onto Andy and begin pumping his chest with some kind of device.
"We need oxygen over here!" That was the last thing I heard as they disappeared into the hospital.
I was outside the car and I leaned on the bonnet and stared at the sky."God why..why!" If Andy were to die I knew I would be too broken to continue...the guilt hadn't even begun I knew the guilt alone could kill me. Just as I had called strange eyes and Mona had died, switched on the cylinder and Fome had been blown up, now I had called the shadow and Andy....my God Andy! Why not me! Why! Why!
"27 years ago..I looked to the sky and asked that same question...why?" The man who had been in the front had come to stand beside me. Betran still remained in the car. Dr Rasheed had gone with the doctors.
"That's a very simple and complex question...why?..it can only be answered with another simple question..why not?"
I didnt even spare him a glance. I was to busy wrapped up in misery and praying for Andy to survive.
"I'm sorry about the shadow..but it seems he got away..I have men still searching the port for him as we speak"
I looked at him finally. Who was this? I saw his face was badly disfigured. I mean horrible and he was quite hideous to look at. I suddenly knew who he was.
"You..you're Fome's father"
"Exactly...you can call me Mr X however...as you can see my identity was burnt a long time ago"
He offered his hand but I ignored it.

oyinella:
nice story swity

Happy birthday to u
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"Andy relax..we would get out" I tried again but he wasn't listening.
He began throwing his body at the door and I knew it had to hurt judging by the sound it made.
I couldn't hear any noise from the other side. It seems whoever had done this to us had left. Not as if Andy even gave me a chance to listen well. "Heeeeeey! Open up! Open this door!"
He looked at me and I could see he was already sweating profusely.
"Oba are you not bothered?! We are going to die here and you're just standing!"
"Andy just calm down...all this noise won't help. The first thing is to relax. I have-"
"Relax?relax? Does this look like the beach?"
With that he faced the door and continued banging and shouting.
I walked deeper into the container. Truth be told the confinement was already getting to me. I was somebody who loved my freedom and something told me that if it was just me I would have freaked out maybe worse than Andy. But his presence made me struggle for a little bit of control. Although it seems I held onto 'control' with a thin thread, and it could snap any minute.
I brought out my phone. Who could I call now? As much as I hated calling strange eyes I could see no other option. As I was battling myself mentally, my phone rang. It was Andy calling me. I looked at him suprised but he was still busy banging and shouting. Then I remembered I had left his phone with Olivia.
"Hello"
"Rex..what's going on?"
"Nothing much, how's your leg? You just woke up?"
"No its been quite long. Your mother came to check on me so I just had dinner. How's the operation going? What's that noise?"
"That's the sound of Andy freaking out..but everything would be okay...we'd be home in no time" I don't know if I believed that or if I just said it to make her feel better.
"Rex. What is happening?"
I could hear the panic in her voice.
I didn't need this right now..precious time was seeping away. I rushed through the call with some empty sounding assurances then cut the call.
I called strange eyes.
Can you believe it, not reachable!
I tried again..switched off!
Again...not reachable!
Haaaa! Today of all days!
Now I was loosing it. I was feeling like I couldn't breathe. It seems the walls were closing in. And it seems the darkness was eating me. I hurried to the torch that had fallen on the floor when someone had closed the door.
Andy had removed his shirt by now. He had stopped shouting but was still yanking the door to no avail.
I planned to go and tell him that help was on the way. Anything to just calm him down.
There had to be someone else I could call..someone who could come running to this port by...11pm at night. I could only think of short Sam and Ariyo.
Both of them were definitely a no show. Ariyo was definitely out of the picture. Our branch manager..he had called Andy and I countles times regarding work. And we had ignored his calls, Still there was no harm in trying.
I scrolled through my phone searching for Short Sam's number. My phone vibrated again. A message this time.
I checked it out expecting to see something from Olivia.
However;

roses are red, violets are blue,
Bullets are lead.
Expect one soon,
Straight to your head!

P.s: when a man starts writing poetry, know he's in love...in love with the idea of killing you..(just so you know I'm laughing crazily and wickedly right now!)
Yours killingly!

P.PS: you let my message enter two pages abi? That's two bullets then!
Hahahahahahahah!


"This guy is a sick idiot!" I was about to delete the message again but I stopped.
I studied Andy, he had gotten tired of banging and banging and he was on the floor. I felt he would pass out.
Calling short Sam now would be a waste of time.
1. He was a family man
2. He lived at the other end of Lagos.
3. If he agrees to show,the journey itself would be like almost a day. Our fears would have eaten us alive before then.

I took a second to think of what I was about to do, then I decided I didn't have any choice.
I dialled the number.
Rrrring! Rrrrrring! Rrrring! Rrrrr-
"Hello Target" he sounded like he didn't believe I had the guts to call him.
"Listen carefully I'm only going to tell you once! Stop sending messages to me..you're a bloody coward and you know it!"
"Oh you have mouth now abi...because you think you're safe somewhere..just wait till I get you!"
"I'm sick of your bullshït! You want to get me? I'm at Apapa presently..come! I'd be waiting let's end this once and for all!."
"If you have mind remain on the line for 15 more seconds let me lock the signal and trace your location!"
I was silent.
After some seconds. "Hmmm...you've grown balls haven't you...well start praying all your sins are forgiven you! Because I'm coming to send you to your maker!"
He laughed that his crazy wicked laugh before he cut the call.

I walked to were Andy was.
"Oba" he sounded weak "so this is what those widows have been going through? Even children? At least its just me and you alone, but imagine when this place is crammed full with women and children all crying and afraid. Some of them would even die in here"
I was silent and I sat down beside him.
"Andy I've got good news and bad news"
He looked at me. "Good news and bad news..start with the good news first...no no start with the bad news"
"I'd start with the good news" I cleared my throat.
"Help is on its way..someone is coming here as we speak"
He gave a sigh of relief. "Oh thank God" but then he frowned. "Wait, what's the bad news?"
"Its the assassin...and he's coming to kill us"
Andy just looked at me like: 'wonders would never end!'

Andy had downloaded some kind of compass on his phone and he keyed in the coordinates.
"Okay okay...we're almost there"
"What I don't understand is, the coordinates is it for the place specifically or this port in general"
"I don't think so"
"You don't think so for which one?"
"Oboy just find somewhere to park we would locate it on foot"
I complied with him. That looked like the smartest thing to do. It was 10:15pm and the car headlights were a giveaway.
I had no idea how the security of this place looked like but it had to be sparse. After all illegal activities had been going on here.
I parked the car in between two container carrying trucks parked for the night. The parking was very hard and I had to reverse and move forward little by little like ten times until the car was parked appropriately.
I killed the headlights then dug under the seat for the gun. My mind had been on bullets. I knew it had 9 rounds. I had shot 3 at shadow in the hospital and I had killed(i wasn't losing any sleep over it)a cleaner earlier at Andy's place. So I had five bullets left to use carefully. I didn't really know much about guns, didn't know where I could get bullets. Maybe I could check the internet..sites like (you know that site that means 'well' in Yoruba? And the other one OL... Na bot cause am no vex) I made it a mental note to check. Maybe delivery would be included.
"How did the suppressor work last night?" Andy asked me.
"Like a dream, I didn't even notice the sound very much"
He retrieved the dagger from underneath his seat and we got down.

The port was quite well lit but the amount of cargo lying about provided suitable shadows for us to move in.
We were at a spot were they piled sand after excavating it from the water.
I noticed some bodies scattered about. People actually slept here. I beckoned to Andy to kill his phone screen as it gave us away. He was busy tilting his phone checking the compass which was still running.
We moved in a zig zag manner for some while, avoiding every reflection of light. Finally we got to the foot of the first container. Row after row after row, on top of each other. I could see the hook of a stationary crane just hanging above the containers.
"Wait lemme check the compass" Andy stopped me then consulted his phone. "Men this place big o..."
Honestly it was almost discouraging. The thing was we had not even started. This was just a small part, like the outskirts of the port.
"I truly think this coordinates would lead us to the spot exactly...look at it..we're not there yet"
"I hope so..if not we would sleep here today...I never knew this place was as big as this!"
We continued our movement in silence. ducking in between containers whenever we heard movement or saw the beam of a flashlight. I had a torchlight strapped to my belt, but there was no need to put it on. For now, the darkness was our friend. I remembered something that psycho Killer shadow had said...'I operate in the dark' and I shivered despite myself. I caressed the butt of the gun strapped to my belt for a little confidence boost.
"Okay...we turn right" Andy said
"Are you sure that thing is legit?"
"It better be, it finished my data to download"
I followed his lead however and we continued our zigzagging through the containers. I could smell cigarette smoke or was it hemp? But I didn't know where it was coming from. I prayed we didn't run into any company.
"We're almost there...look at it" he thrust the phone under my nose and true enough I saw the coordinates were winding down and the the green mark was getting closer to the red point.
I nodded. "Please lower your voice...be careful if the widows are here we better not give away our location to whoever is on the lookout"
He nodded and we were quiet. We continued our slow painful journey for almost five minutes then he slowed down. I brought out the gun and it felt good to hold. My heart was beating though...'this is it...showdown!'
I almost ran into him when he stopped suddenly. He turned and nodded to a particular container that was out of line with the rest. This side was quite dark and I brought out the torch but didn't switch it on. I approached the container and as I got closer I saw it wasn't sealed, the lock had been broken. I took a deep breath then yanked it open, switching on the torch at the same time and pointing the gun where I directed the beam of light. I expected to see the terrified faces of about a hundred widows but inside was empty!.
I moved into the spacious container and Andy followed me closely behind.
I pointed the torch everywhere, looking for some kind of evidence...anything at all. But inside was plain empty.
I saw a little shoe on the floor. Very little, made of cotton. The type a baby would wear. I knew this because I had gone shopping for my elder sister when she had put to bed and I had gotten something of this sort. The baby this had belonged to couldn't be more than 5 months old.
"Oba what is that?"
I handed the shoe to him without a word.
"Darn..shīt just got real...even babies too?"
I couldn't even speak...my mind was filled with anger...I felt like slitting the chief's throat...child trafficking? I looked at the shoe again he handed it back to me silently. There was something painful about that little shoe. I felt the soft material of the cotton in my palm. I imagined a little boy or a girl with his/her tiny foot in it.
"Oba..did you hear that?" Andy perked up suddenly and I listened.
"No I didn't hear anything..what did you-"
BAAAAAAAAANNNNNGGGGG!!
The torch clattered to the gun as I jerked in shock! The noise had come from the door. Somebody had closed us in!
I was suddenly Claustrophobic.."heey...heey...somebody is in here!"
"Heeey who did that open up!" Andy shouted and we ran to the door.
The lock had been broken when I had checked so I threw my body on it hoping and expecting it to fling open but I bounced back. Andy also threw his thin frame at the door but to no avail.
"Heey..somebody is inside...please open up!!"
No answer. Then:
"This container is supposed to leave this port by noon tomorrow. There was a last minute change of plans but it looks like we just found a replacement to the widows...that's who you came here for right?..the widows..well you have saved them don't worry. You will take their place!"
Who the hell was this lunatic? I hadn't heard his voice before.
"You better open up now and just maybe I won't kill you" Andy shouted but I could feel him starting to panic.
I suddenly remembered a time we had gone to head office at work and he had been stuck in the elevator for like five minutes during a brief power outage. He had almost died..he hated tight spaces to the limit. If I thought I was claustrophobic, he was a chronic one.
"Andy calm down..we would get out" I tried to sound assuring.
He wasn't even listening.
"You hear me? Open this door...open it immediately!!!" He screamed at the top of his lungs.

sikells:
mhen I love this... thumbs up bro.. any update today?

Sure bro
It myt be later tonyt tho
Tnx for following

My dad cleared his throat. "Rex, your mother and I have noticed some strange behaviour lately." He glanced at Andy then back at me "it really got us worried... I don't know what it is that you've gotten into but we're your parents...you can talk to us"
My mother nodded "anything it is just know we love you and we would stand by you"
There was silence as they waited for my reply. I could tell they expected me to confess whatever sins I had committed and whatever I had gotten myself into.
They looked at Andy also their gaze saying he was also included in the topic and that he could speak if I didn't want to.
This wasn't one of those situations where I would use silence to ride out their patience till they got tired and left the issue. I had done that countless times during my teenage years. But this time was different, besides I knew I owed them some sort of explanation. I have been acting strange after all.
I looked at Andy and he shrugged with his eyebrows if it were possible.
I cleared my throat no idea of how I was going to dance out of the spot.
"I've been having some problems with work...the fact is that I'm broke." Where had that come from? But I had succeeded in shocking them..their mouths both hung open. Especially my dad.
"What do you mean you're broke? What happened? How is that possible?"
The best thing was to go with the flow.
"The truth is that..I got duped by fraudsters...millions of naira belonging to the bank went down the drain. I have been running helter skelter trying to pay it off all this while"
"So the house is really not yours?" My dad asked. I glanced at my mother like she had snitched me. But seriously when did they start telling each other everything?
"Who has the house?"
She asked me
"Its for my boss at work...he wanted my parents to be very comfortable and he gave me the house keys for your stay"
The news had weakened them and I was beginning to regret it. I could have thought of something else,
"So the car too isn't yours?"
"No...its not..but the thing is..my boss is working on an appeal for headquarters once it gets approved. Its just a portion of my salary that I'd let up monthly until the debt is paid."
"Andy is this true?"
Andy looked at me like wtf! Is that the best you can come up with? But he nodded sadly "yes ma..as a matter of fact, we're both in the mess"
"Your boss is a nice man..but I keep on telling you that you need to sharpen up..eh" my dad sounded bitter.
He drummed on then table with his fingers "your mother and I would be heading back tomorrow..I'd send you what I can... Its not much but its all I have"
"No...honestly don't worry...its not as bad as it seems..as a matter of fact I still have enough money that I plan to give you before you leave tomorrow"
"So...how come...or did you steal money from work and you're lying that you were scammed?"
"Of course not" I had dug myself in a hole and simultaneously put myself in a corner.
My dad got up. "Honestly...I don't know what is wrong with you...I need a drink then I'm going to bed"
He left and Andy, my mother and I stared at each other in silence.
My mother wasn't done. "Rex...what scares me the most is that you're still refusing to tell me the truth up till now...I'm your mother and I know you're lying to me"

She looked at me and I looked at her. Then
I decided, for a change why not speak the truth?
"The truth is I've been involved with dangerous people and a smuggling ring that traffic women out of the country and last night I faced an assassin that was after my life and I've been running around to make sure everybody is safe" I rushed everything out then watched her...waiting for her reply.
She got up. "I'm going to bed. When you are ready to tell me the truth...I'm ready to listen"
I looked at Andy and he shrugged "don't look at me..somehow you fücked up, but managed to unfùck your fûck up by refūcking up!"
"What the Bleep is that...where were we jare.."
I brought out the coordinates but was having trouble focusing.
My phone rang. Short Sam.
"S.s..how far.?"
"Tell the widow to be checking her inbox...I've done it"
"Nice..what number?"
"Men that number moves fast o..I put it two numbers down at 61"
"Already? How many hours ago?"
"Bro e tire me..wait you said those women are being trafficked out?"
"I'd get back to you..I promise!"
"Of course!...after I've done my part that is what you-"
I had ended the call.
"Men next time I'd call S.s he's gonna put me through hell!"
"What's up?"
I narrated our phone call to Andy and he nodded excitedly. "That means she should get the mail by tomorrow...if they move that fast!"
"Yes..which is why we need to check out at least one location tonight"
"I agree...when do we move?"
"Lets make sure my folks are asleep first"
30 minutes later and not a word from upstairs. They were no doubt upset with me and I knew they wouldn't seek me tonight.
I checked on Olivia and she was still asleep.
I left Andy's phone on the dresser with a note under it.

if you wake up and I'm not back, call my number..its saved 'Oba' on the phone

We set out of the house and locked up. Andy had insisted we were a dull colour of shirt to blend easily with the shadows and I agreed.
I had the gun under the seat and he had the dagger under his. I started up the car and pulled out of the close.
We were heading for the nearest coordinates.

6°27′N 3°22′E / 6.450°N 3.367°E

This region of Apapa lies near the mouth of the Lagos Lagoon and contains ports and terminals for various commodities such as containers and bulk cargo.
Adjacent to the container port is the Tin Can island port.
As I drove towards the port, I remembered something Mona had told me about strange eyes and his agents chasing Fome around the Apapa mariner. At the time I had thought Mona was an agent too but now I wondered at her hidden unknown message then, perhaps Fome had been trying to track down this very location?
I looked at Andy.
"Any idea how we can locate it exactly? And avoid the Ports Authority also?"
"No idea...lemme try and download a digital compass on my phone"
"If that would help...but if widows are locked up in one of these many containers...we are not leaving here till we free them"
Andy...my niggèr had transformed to a real fearless lion. He smiled "that is what I like to hear"

We got back home sometime in the evening. Andy and and my dad were busy focused on the Chelsea match.
I had to call Andy to come and open up the gate. After blasting the horn with no reply. He opened the gate then smiled broadly. "Oba! Welcome home..Olivia...so good to see you!"
I shook my head I could tell he was tanked!
"Men up Chelsea!!"
I wheeled Olivia into the compound while he shut the gate. He sobered up then hurried to my side to help me open the door.
"What happened? Did S.s do it?"
"Yes he did..how many bottles have you drank Andy?"
"Not much..I was just assisting your dad..men that man is something else"
"Remember we have something to do tonight?"
"How could I forget?"
We entered the parlour just as my dad jumped up in jubilation. "Gooooaaaal!!!" He paid little attention to me and Olivia as he and Andy embraced in a bear hug.
I saw that they were on the second bottle of ammunition and making quick work of it.
I wheeled Olivia to the visitor's room.
"You need to get some rest..remember what the doctor said?"
She nodded and I could tell her eyes were droopy. I had taken her to a private hospital and they had given her some shots to kill of the pain in the leg and one of them was supposed to let her sleep deeply.
That suited my plans very well because I planned to launch my own 'operation wrath of God tonight'
I sat with her on the bed and we talked about nothing in particular.
Something wonderful was coming from the kitchen and attacking our noses. I knew she was feeling drowsy but I tried to keep her awake. Judging by how hungry I was, I knew she should be too.
To no avail however, she fell asleep talking about her mother.
"I can't even let her know that Charles is dead...I can't let her know about all the debt..sometimes it feels like its choking me...over 5 million naira..and I don't even have 5% of that..."
She leaned back on the bed and I doubled the pillows to make it comfortable.
"The worst part is the people he owes money aren't good people at all..they're the type you shouldn't owe.." She yawned sleepily.."very dangerous"
"I'm a very dangerous man..." I had earned the right to call myself that hadn't I? "Trust me..these men would fold or we'll fold them..I'd pay of the debt..I don't even know how much is in that case but it should be more than enough" it would be smart to change it to naira before the naira climbed up completely. Plus there would be the money to expect from the initiative..I didn't know how it worked and I felt the need to deal with it very carefully.
I studied her for some minutes watching her sleep. She looked so peaceful and beautiful and I must have sat there staring for long because I suddenly heard a not too discreet cough. I looked up to see my mother shaking her head smiling at me.
"Do you know how long I stood there watching you?"
I just shrugged and got to my feet.
"Is she the reason you and Fome broke up?"
No mama.. Fome is dead. I almost told her. I mean why not? But I wasn't ready to answer questions or to be honest I wasn't ready to open myself to the guilt that was sure to follow should I mention Fome's death.
So instead I said: "no, she's not the reason. Fome and I broke up long before I met her"
She nodded. "Why's she sleeping..food is ready"
I was famished. I headed to the door but kissed my mother on the cheek and just as I expected she softened and smiled.
"That sounds wonderful...Olivia needs some rest..the doctor gave her some medications and she needs to sleep it off"
"Okay...how's the leg?"
"I bet once she wakes up it would feel as good as new"
My mother looked at her for a second longer "she's very beautiful"
I knew what was coming.. And she'd birth beautiful grandkids for her, handsome and strong,...I've heard it countless times before.
But she decided to cut me some slack. She squeezed my cheek affectionately "oya come and eat...I arranged mount Everest for you to demolish as usual"

We had lunch/dinner (it was 6:30pm, if anyone would get hungry later the fridge was there for raiding. I didn't want to be around when Ariyo came and found out that his 7 foot fridge had been raped inside out. That was my own small way of getting back at him over my unpaid Christmas bonus.)
My dad was in a very happy mood since Chelsea won and just as had been predicted earlier, arsenal had lost again. I was always a Chelsea fan but honestly, the last thing on my mind was football.

After the dinner my dad insisted he wanted to walk round the close and 'clear his head' I saw nothing wrong but then I would remember the shadow..that lunatic was still on the loose.
"I'd go with you..I need to stretch my legs"
"Me too."
My dad was irritated. "Can't you boys find something to do? I want to stroll with my wife"
I looked at Andy. He had no comeback to rescue me with this time. My mother said "you boys should go..it wouldn't be nice to leave Olivia asleep alone in this big house. She might wake up"
I could tell my dad was irritated. But seriously I was still wondering when all this lovey dovey between the two of them started. I loved it though!
"Dad why don't we take a spin in the car...I know you would love the handling"
His face brightened immediately. "You know what? That's a very good idea!"
As a contract worker all he drove were trucks, tankers, even bulldozers. I knew he would relish the smooth handling of the V8 engine.

We 'boys' took the car out for a spin. I wore a thick windbreaker, thankful that it was windy but the truth was that it concealed the suppressed desert eagle .50 magnum.

My dad raised his brow when I locked the gate from outside. "You know that's wrong...what if there was some kind of emergency..you have locked them inside"
I said nothing just tossed his 6 foot 4 inch frame the car keys and he forgot about the gate immediately.

45 minutes later, we were back at home. Andy and I sat at the dining table in hushed tones planning and strategizing. My parents were in the parlour.
I had the paper that contained the coordinates on the table and a picture of Google map on the laptop screen.
We had decided it best to wait till everyone was asleep before we left for the nearest location.

My parents appeared in the dining from no where and I studied the paper and rambled gibberish to Andy as if we were facing a work related problem.
"That's it...so if we can link the account to the relevant Bvn, it would mean..." I looked up. "What's wrong? Is there any problem"
My mother nodded at Andy "please excuse us"
"No let him stay..they're 5 and 6 after all"
"That's true."
They sat down opposite us.
I looked at Andy. What again?

Lesky3:
I was just passing by but then i stumbled upon this thread by the boss man himself souloho19
Oga boss ride on.

Thanks boss
Its an honour

Jamieoyel:
I like d fact that you can write about different topics comfortably.
It shows that you do quite a lot of research and that's one of the major hallmarks of a good writer.
Keep it up brov

Bibi294:
I second you

Thanks so much..this means a lot!

TheBlessedMAN:
when shango says change it, you don't argue, u just av to change it. That was how i change the title.

Aiit bro..nothing do u
More ink or should I say more thunder to you

TheBlessedMAN:
i give u correct scores bro. Go and stake it with ur sch fees..

Haba u wan send me go back scl??
Why d change of title..that disabled beauty was on point

TheBlessedMAN:
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"Its unbelievable you know, from 3-1 down at 85mins to 3-4 at 'after extra time', thanks to Eden hazards hattrick and Cahil, bae, am so happy, haters and Arsenal fans will be dead right now".

This better happen during our fa cup match o.

This particular update sent me to the slammer twice...so I had to edit and censor it..it better not again o


"First I need to know the source code of the webpage" he hit some buttons. "Just as I suspected..the scripting language is " he looked at me "Oba..na work be this one o"
"What does it mean? ? Na snake?"
"Idiot..it means its not an open source platform if not I would have gotten a copy and changed the whole code"
I didn't understand Jack...I just leaned back and let him work.
"Oba..I don't rush my work..hacking is not something you rush..I need a good reconnaissance about my target..that's how I was successful in school back then, I took my precious time"
"Time is a luxury we don't have..lives are at stake here"

He frowned then cracked his neck. "I need to check the vulnerability of the website...there's a software I use.. .. it was developed for web developers to test sites they're building but trust hackers na..we done turn am around use am to dey identify vulnerable sites"
He ran the program on his system and was crossing it with the widows initiative site. I was behind him watching eagerly. It felt like magic.
"Oba stop breathing down my neck abeg..you're like my bullmastif dog"
"So you have a bullmastif and you were telling me it won't bite? There's God o" but I gave him space.
He worked for some seconds "Hmmm..this site is as tight as a virgins...." He looked at Olivia "pardon my language ma'am"
"Don't mind me carry on"
"So you can't hack it?" I was beginning to panic.
"Please don't insult me..there's nothing on this earth that's unhackable" he looked at Olivia "don't mind this man..he doesn't believe"
He typed some foreign looking code. "I'm preparing its medicine now...an injection!"
Olivia and I both winced..the word injection always brought unpleasant memories.
Short Sam continued..he was in his element and he fired on "I would attack the website with an injection(pronounced ) That would enable me capture information stored in the database"

This took some time, like half an hour and I moved around his house and played with his little boy who was rolling around in one of the rooms.
I was in the process of throwing the boy and catching him, when I heard Short Sam shout "Bingo!"
I ran to the parlour with the boy still in my arms.
"I've found a back door!" He exclaimed "or should I say I've bursted a wall to use as the back door!" He laughed at his joke and Olivia and I looked at each other not getting the joke.
" I love this language!" He exclaimed still high on energy and whatever he had accomplished.
The screen didn't look comprehensible to me. Just small boxes covering up the screen with codes and strange numbers in them.
"Now..I'd install my friend in one corner..a simple c ca___er code...this code would track the ID password of a login all the way to the real administration of the site"

After some minutes and he was sweating profusely, he looked up and grinned "done!, the thief is hiding..just waiting to strike!"
"S.s speak English..is it done?"
"This was fun, I need to do this more..the ca___r is in, once an admin logs in, I would have his ID and would be able to alter anything on the website."
"Roger that..boss! You're too good...so what do we do now..we wait?"
"Yes for the admin..you said number 50 is what you want right?"
"Just put it two numbers after the waiting number on the list..then you bump the number down to 983..they would thank us later"
"What is all this really about Oba.."he looked at Olivia "I understand you're a widow?"
She nodded.
"Short Sam..what you don't know can't kill you..but just know that you have hopefully saved hundreds of widows from being smuggled out...I really appreciate it bruv"
He looked like he couldn't comprehend what I had just told him. Smuggling? But he nodded.
"Me must thank you both...you've reignited my passion in hacking...in fact we need to celebrate"
He hurried to his kitchen and returned with a bottle of wine and 3 glasses.

30 minutes later he escorted Olivia and I to the car.
"So once its done..I would let you know"
"Thanks bro..take care..Junior! Be a good boy"

°•°•°•°•°•°••°
We drove away. "Wow..that guy is really good"
"He's a genius!"
She smiled at me "so where to pilot?" Her smile was breathtaking and I fell from 30 stories.
Damn! Damn! Damn!
I managed to keep my eyes level and smiled back "we should go to a private hospital for your checkup"
She nodded "thank you"
I sped away and my phone rang. I could see road safety so I connected it to the phone Bluetooth.
"Andy what's up?"
"Oba..everything is rosy..how the thing go?"
"Short Sam did it..he would round it up when next an admin logs in"
"Sweet..so now we just wait?"
"No...tonight we check out the first coordinates..if we see widows..we break them out"
"Sweet...now you're talking...I better sharpen my dagger!"

yorhmienerd:
Intresting. 'been reading since yesternight.

Missmossy:
Keep it coming, interesting

Welcome on board...thanks a lot!!

"First I need to know the source code of the webpage" he hit some buttons. "Just as I suspected..the scripting language is python" he looked at me "Oba..na work be this one o"
"What does it mean? Python? Na snake?"
"Idiot..it means its not an open source platform if not I would have gotten a copy and changed the whole code"
I didn't understand Jack...I just leaned back and let him work.
"Oba..I don't rush my work..hacking is not something you rush..I need a good reconnaissance about my target..that's how I was successful in school back then, I took my precious time"
"Time is a luxury we don't have..lives are at stake here"

He frowned then cracked his neck. "I need to check the vulnerability of the website...there's a software I use..I no mention again it was developed for web developers to test sites they're building but trust hackers na..we done turn am around use am to dey identify vulnerable sites"
He ran the program on his system and was crossing it with the widows initiative site. I was behind him watching eagerly. It felt like magic.
"Oba stop breathing down my neck abeg..you're like my bull mastif"
"So you have a bull mastif and you were telling me it won't bite? There's God o" but I gave him space.
He worked for some seconds "Hmmm..this site is as tight as a virgins...." He looked at Olivia "pardon my language ma'am"
"Don't mind me carry on"
"So you can't hack it?" I was beginning to panic.
"Please don't insult me..there's nothing on this earth that's unhackable" he looked at Olivia "don't mind this man..he doesn't believe"
He typed some foreign looking code. "I'm preparing its medicine now...an injection!"
Olivia and I both winced..the word injection always brought unpleasant memories.
Short Sam continued..he was in his element and he fired on "I would attack the website with an 'something' injection(pronounced sequel) That would enable me capture information stored in the database"

This took some time, like half an hour and I moved around his house and played with his little boy who was rolling around in one of the rooms.
I was in the process of throwing the boy and catching him, when I heard Short Sam shout "Bingo!"
I ran to the parlour with the boy still in my arms.
"I've found a back door!" Hr exclaimed "or should I say I've bursted a wall to use as the back door!" He laughed at his joke and Olivia and I looked at each other not getting the joke.
" I love this python language!" He exclaimed still high on energy and whatever he had accomplished.
The screen didn't look comprehensible to me. Just small boxes covering up the screen with codes and strange numbers in them.
"Now..I'd install my friend in one corner..a simple cookie catcher code...this code would track the ID password of a login all the way to the real administration of the site"

After some minutes and he was sweating profusely, he looked up and grinned "done!, the thief is hiding..just waiting to strike!"
"S.s speak English..is it done?"
"This was fun, I need to do this more..the catcher code is in, once an admin logs in, I would have his ID and would be able to alter anything on the website."
"Roger that..boss! You're too good...so what do we do now..we wait?"
"Yes for the admin..you said number 50 is what you want right?"
"Just put it two numbers after the waiting number on the list..then you bump the number down to 983..they would thank us later"
"What is all this really about Oba.."he looked at Olivia "I understand you're a widow?"
She nodded.
"Short Sam..what you don't know can't kill you..but just know that you have hopefully saved hundreds of widows from being smuggled out...I really appreciate it bruv"
He looked like he couldn't comprehend what I had just told him. Smuggling? But he nodded.
"Me must thank you both...you've reignited my passion in hacking...in fact we need to celebrate"
He hurried to his kitchen and returned with a bottle of wine and 3 glasses.

30 minutes later he escorted Olivia and I to the car.
"So once its done..I would let you know"
"Thanks bro..take care..Junior! Be a good boy"

°•°•°•°•°•°••°
We drove away. "Wow..that guy is really good"
"He's a genius!"
She smiled at me "so where to pilot?" Her smile was breathtaking and I fell from 30 stories.
Damn! Damn! Damn!
I managed to keep my eyes level and smiled back "we should go to a private hospital for your checkup"
She nodded "thank you"
I sped away and my phone rang. I could see road safety so I connected it to the phone Bluetooth.
"Andy what's up?"
"Oba..everything is rosy..how the thing go?"
"Short Sam did it..he would round it up when next an admin logs in"
"Sweet..so now we just wait?"
"No...tonight we check out the first coordinates..if we see widows..we break them out"
"Sweet...now you're talking...I better sharpen my dagger!"

We got in his house.
His parlour was very spacious and well furnished. His 3 year old son was rolling on the floor watching a cartoon program. "Junior get up..greet daddy's guest"
The boy paid no attention and Short Sam wheeled Olivia fully into the parlour.
"Don't mind the young lad..he's a terrorist like his ol' man" his voice dripped pride and for a moment I wished I had a child of my own. Boy or girl just a child I knew came from my loins. This was a first because apart from thinking of kids vaguely like something I would like in the 'future' I never really thought deeply about it. But now the yearning was real and I knew who I would like to mother my children.
"You see this man..that's how he has always been..you'd be talking to him and he would just space out" S.s voice brought me back and I smiled sheepishly.
"Lemme get you something to drink"
"Just water for me" I told him.
"Who was asking you..this lady is my guest here"
"I'm fine please..at least for now" Olivia laughed.
"S.s where your wife na?"
"Men na wedding things o..me I have no intention of going anywhere..not after the craziness of work Monday to Friday..so its just me and my boy"
Junior got up suddenly and went to Olivia who began to make cooing noises at him.
"Shee my theeetch"
He pointed at his teeth where the first two were missing.
"Aaah..did you keep the tooth under your pillow?"
"Nna all those western format eh..no be for this house o..the tooth land for dustbin immediately"
We all laughed.
"S.s....abeg this no be social call..I really need your help"
He looked at me. "Ehen what was it you were saying on the phone"
"There's this website" I powered on the laptop. "Its called the widows initiative... I need you to hack into it"
"What for..is there money involved?"
"No we're not stealing any money..I told you its nothing illegal as that"
"Oga hacking is very illegal o..punishable offense"
"Forget that thing..I just need you to move up the account we created out of the relegation zone to the top of the table..if you understand me"
"That's all?"
"That's all...shikena!"
"So your problem is patience then?"
"Bro believe me..we can't afford to wait..time has been lost already and lives are at stake"
"Hmm..." He looked at Olivia "whatever you says goes...I won't listen to this rascal.. Are you down with this..you want me to do this?"
"Yes please..I can't even begin to tell you the importance of that small alteration"
He looked at me "okay..lemme see the website"
I did a mental fist pump. I plugged in the modem then loaded the website.
"Junior go and play inside" his boy hurried inside.
"Why it wouldn't affect him now" I asked
"Anything that is illegal I don't like him around me at all"
"Tooor...anyway.. This is the website..the widows initiative"
He studied the website.."this looks like a secured site...so what is the alteration you want?"
"I want this our account...here it is number 983..to be moved up to..." I scrolled up.
"Olivia..this thing moves quicker than we thought they are at 47 already last night it was 39."
"I don't understand" short Sam said as he studied the screen. "
Its a first come first serve basis and we are number 938..we'd like you to bump us up to number 50"
"Okay..okay..I can do that..lemme get my system"
"Can't you use this one?"
"Spoken like a real Jew..believe me the cyber police would knock on your door one day if I dared use your your system..I have softwares here to help scramble my IP address not to talk of some hacking softwares like (i no mention am again)and co."
"Okay okay..just do your thing" I said as he left the parlour.
The police if they tracked this system would only burst Ariyo and Gwen while they surfed their fetish porn sites. I laughed at the imagination.

"So he was your school mate?" Olivia asked me.
"Yes we were room mates my 3 and 400 level"
Samuel returned with a very powerful looking laptop.
"Core i7..16gig..I don't even like remembering how much it costs me..but it works like a dream"
"I thought you said your hacking days were behind you?"
"Men..once a hacker..."
The system powered up in seconds then he copied the URL from the other laptop. He stretched and cracked his knuckles before he hit enter.
"Are you sure you don't need anything? Because once I start..its hard to get up" he asked Olivia.
"Mr man do your magic...I know where your fridge is after all"
He smiled..."Obazino.... you no go ever change"
He hit enter.

Fresh outta jail

We got in his house.
His parlour was very spacious and well furnished. His 3 year old son was rolling on the floor watching a cartoon program. "Junior get up..greet daddy's guest"
The boy paid no attention and Short Sam wheeled Olivia fully into the parlour.
"Don't mind the young lad..he's a terrorist like his ol' man" his voice dripped pride and for a moment I wished I had a child of my own. Boy or girl just a child I knew came from my loins. This was a first, because apart from thinking of kids vaguely like something I would like in the 'future' I never really thought deeply about it. But now the yearning was real and I knew who I would like to mother my children.
"You see this man..that's how he has always been..you'd be talking to him and he would just space out" S.s voice brought me back and I smiled sheepishly.
"Lemme get you something to drink"
"Just water for me" I told him.
"Who was asking you..this lady is my guest here"
"I'm fine please..at least for now" Olivia laughed.
"S.s where your wife na?"
"Men na wedding things o..me I have no intention of going anywhere..not after the craziness of work Monday to Friday..so its just me and my boy"
Junior got up suddenly and went to Olivia who began to make cooing noises at him.
"Shee my theeetch"
He pointed at his teeth where the first two were missing.
"Aaah..did you keep the tooth under your pillow?"
"Nna all those western format eh..the tooth land for dustbin immediately"
We all laughed.
"S.s....abeg this no be social call..I really need your help"
He looked at me. "Ehen what was it you were saying on the phone"
"There's this website" I powered on the laptop. "Its called the widows initiative... I need you to hack into it"
"What for..is there money involved?"
"No we're not stealing any money..I told you its nothing illegal as that"
"Oga hacking is very illegal o..punishable offense"
"Forget that thing.. I just need you to move up the account we created out of the relegation zone to the top of the table..if you understand me"
"That's all?"
"That's all...shikena!"
"So your problem is patience then?"
"Bro believe me..we can't afford to wait..time has been lost already and lives are at stake"
"Hmm..." He looked at Olivia "whatever you says goes...I won't listen to this rascal.. Are you down with this..you want me to do this?"
"Yes please..I can't even begin to tell you the importance of that small alteration"
He looked at me "okay..lemme see the website"
I did a mental fist pump. I plugged in the modem then loaded the website.
"Junior go and play inside" his boy hurried inside.
"Why? it wouldn't affect him now" I asked
"Anything that is illegal I don't like him around me at all"
"Tooor...anyway.. This is the website..the widows initiative"
He studied the website.."this looks like a secured site...so what is the alteration you want?"
"I want this our account...here it is number 983..to be moved up to..." I scrolled up.
"Olivia..this thing moves quicker than we thought they are at 47 already last night it was 39."
"I don't understand" short Sam said as he studied the screen. "
"Its a first come first serve basis and we are number 938..we'd like you to bump us up to number 50"
"Okay..okay..I can do that..lemme get my system"
"Can't you use this one?"
"Spoken like a real Jew..believe me the cyber police would knock on your door one day if I dared use your your system..I have softwares here to help scramble my IP address not to talk of some hacking softwares like hydra and co."
"Okay okay..just do your thing" I said as he left the parlour.
The police even if they tracked this system would only burst Ariyo and Gwen while they surfed their fetish porn sites. I laughed at the imagination.

"So he was your school mate?" Olivia asked me.
"Yes, we were even room mates during my 3 and 400 level"
Samuel returned with a very powerful looking laptop.
"Core i7..16gig..I don't even like remembering how much it costs me..but it works like a dream"
"I thought you said your hacking days were behind you?"
"Men..once a hacker..."
The system powered up in seconds then he copied the URL from the other laptop. He stretched and cracked his knuckles before he hit enter.
"Are you sure you don't need anything? Because once I start..its hard to get up" he asked Olivia.
"Mr man do your magic...I know where your fridge is after all" I replied him.
He smiled..."Obazino.... you no fit ever change"
He hit enter.
"First I need to know the source code of the webpage" he hit some buttons. "Just as I suspected..the scripting language is python" he looked at me "Oba..na work be this one o"
"What does it mean? Python? Na snake?"
"Idiot..it means its not an open source platform if not I would have gotten a copy and changed the whole code"
I didn't understand Jack...I just leaned back and let him work.
"Oba..I don't rush my work..hacking is not something you rush..I need a good reconnaissance about my target..that's how I was successful in school back then, I took my precious time"
"Time is a luxury we don't have..lives are at stake here"

He frowned then cracked his neck. "I need to check the vulnerability of the website...there's a software I use..acunetix it was developed for web developers to test sites they're building but trust hackers na..we done turn am around use am to dey identify vulnerable sites"
He ran the program on his system and was crossing it with the widows initiative site. I was behind him watching eagerly. It felt like magic.
"Oba stop breathing down my neck abeg..you're like my bull mastif"
"So you have a bull mastif and you were telling me it won't bite? There's God o" but I gave him space.
He worked for some seconds "Hmmm..this site is as tight as a virgins...." He looked at Olivia "pardon my language ma'am"
"Don't mind me carry on"
"So you can't hack it?" I was beginning to panic.
"Please don't insult me..there's nothing on this earth that's unhackable" he looked at Olivia "don't mind this man..he doesn't believe"
He typed some foreign looking code. "I'm preparing its medicine now...an injection!"
Olivia and I both winced..the word injection always brought unpleasant memories.
Short Sam continued..he was in his element and he fired on "I would attack the website with an SQL injection(pronounced sequel) That would enable me capture information stored in the database"

This took some time, like half an hour and I moved around his house and played with his little boy who was rolling around in one of the rooms.
I was in the process of throwing the boy and catching him, when I heard Short Sam shout "Bingo!"
I ran to the parlour with the boy still on my arms.
"I've found a back door!" Hr exclaimed "or should I say I've bursted a wall to use as the back door!" He laughed at his joke and Olivia and I looked at each other not getting the joke.
" I love this python language!" He exclaimed still high on energy and whatever he had accomplished.
The screen didn't look comprehensible to me. Just small boxes covering up the screen with codes and strange numbers in them.
"Now..I'd install my friend in one corner..a simple cookie catcher code...this code would track the ID password of a login all the way to the real administration of the site"

After some minutes and he was sweating profusely, he looked up and grinned "done!, the thief is hiding..just waiting to strike!"
"S.s speak English..is it done?"
"This was fun, I need to do this more..the catcher code is in, once an admin logs in, I would have his ID and would be able to alter anything on the website."
"Roger that..boss! You're too good...so what do we do now..we wait?"
"Yes for the admin..you said number 50 is what you want right?"
"Just put it two numbers after the waiting number on the list..then you bump the number down to 983..they would thank us later"
"Okay...I would need to clean up any mess I leave incase the admin is a neat freak so he doesn't know they've been hacked" he looked at me and frowned.
"What is all this really about Oba.."he looked at Olivia "I understand you're a widow?"
She nodded.
"Short Sam..what you don't know can't kill you..but just know that you have hopefully saved hundreds of widows from being smuggled out...I really appreciate it bruv"
He looked like he couldn't comprehend what I had just told him. Smuggling? But he nodded.
"Me must thank you both...you've reignited my passion in hacking...in fact we need to celebrate"
He hurried to his kitchen and returned with a bottle of wine and 3 glasses.

30 minutes later he escorted Olivia and I to the car.
"So once its done..I would let you know"
"Thanks bro..take care..Junior! Be a good boy"

°•°•°•°•°•°••°
We drove away. "Wow..that guy is really good"
"He's a genius!"
She smiled at me "so where to pilot?" Her smile was breathtaking and I fell from 30 stories.
Damn! Damn! Damn!
I managed to keep my eyes level and smiled back "we should go to a private hospital for your checkup"
She nodded "thank you"
I sped away and my phone rang. I could see road safety so I connected it to the car's bluetooth.
"Andy what's up?"
"Oba..everything is rosy..how the thing go?"
"Short Sam did it..he would round it up when next an admin logs in"
"Sweet..so now we just wait?"
"No...tonight we check out the first coordinates..if we see widows..we break them out"
"Sweet...now you're talking...I better sharpen my dagger!"