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On orders of the state commissioner of police, Clement and Sylvester have been ordered to go back and visit Mr Ayo's residence for interrogation. But tthis time, they are allowed to go with a backup team.
Clement's personal drove in front and the backup team bus drove behind them, about fifty metres apart.
"You guys should park your car at the estate gate. You can come after us if we don't return after twenty minutes or you see me send you a message." Clement said through the communication device and sped into the estate.
On getting to the front of Mr Ayo's residence, five well built guys stood before the gate, look menacing and dangerous. Clement knew, there is no way they are getting past these men but he hoped, they won't be recognised. Thank God they came in a differnt car. Clement thought as he drove past the house just like every other motorist.
"Sly, how do we go about this?" Clement asked his partner who was still looking at the bodyguards.
"Seriously, I don't know how we can go past these mean looking guys. Moreso, they know us and we won't be granted entrance like they did the first time we were here." Sylvester replied.

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The time was 12:33pm when Sandra Oselu walked into Lovers and Mix
guest house. All eyes were on her as she walked towards the counter to
book a table and await Kelvin's arrival.
She could feel the hundred of eyes boring into her clothes and seeing
beyond her exposed body parts.
"Hi." She greeted one of the attendants behind the counter.
"Good mor..... Good afternoon ma'am. How may I help you?" The young
guy who was visibly thrown off balance by her beauty coupled with her
celebrity status.
Sandra Oselu is someone you don't see more often at functions or public
places. She enjoys her life on social media in the comfort of her room.

"I want to make bookings." She said.
"And to say you are lucky is an understatement. We have just one
executive rooms left." The guy replied.
Sandra frowned trying to figure out what the guy was passing accross.
Fine, she is in a guest house but they have a opened restaurant beside
the pool which is restricted and is opened on request and bookings.
"I want to book a table and not a room." She replied slightly
raising her voice.
"Am sorry ma'am. Table type please?" The guy asked.
"Table for two." She replied.
The guy punched her request into the computer and in a matter of
seconds, her request and bill was printed on a white paper including the
table number.
Just then a young female attendant walked over to her colleage who was
attending to Sandra.
"Excuse me ma. You are Sandra Oselu right?" The lady asked.
"Yes." Sandra replied.
"Mr Kelvin called to make a booking ahead of you. Executive lounge,
second floor." The lady explained.
"He booked a room?" She asked.
"Yes ma'am." The lady replied flashing a key.
"When he comes, he'll get the key from you. Right now, I want to
use the table I booked." She said and turned back to walk out of the
booking room where about hundred customers were waiting to be attended
to.

As she walked towards the exit door, she could see camera flashes on
her face. This was one of the reasons why she hated going out.
"Please, can I take a picture with you?" A young boy of about
fourteen asked.
"No problem." Sandra replied.
She was suprised when the boy returned with two elderly people whom
she guessed to be the boys parents and a young gir.
"Thank you ma. We'll talke this back with us to our country." The
boy's mother spoke.
"Your country?" She asked to be sure.
"We are from South Africa." The boy's father replied.
"This is my twin sister, Tana. My name is Zana." The boy said.
Sandra smiled as she walked out of the booking hall after taking
several pictures with willing Nigerians and gave over twenty autographs.
Sandra sat down for the next thrity minutes without a sign of Kelvin
is sight. Not even a phone call from him, he is not picking his calls.
"What on earth could be wrong with him?" She asked herself.
Just then she heard the occupants of the next table making a phone
call which is centred on her.
"The lady, Sandra is here already waiting for him. He should be here
any moment from now." One of the guys said and everything went back to
normal.
Sandra knew something was amis.
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Kelvin was walking around his room restlessly and it seemed he was in a kind of distress. Then his phone rang. He ran to pick it.
"Jay, Sandra is in danger. Drive down to Lover and Mix. Get her out of this one for my sake." Kelvin pleaded.
"Am on it." The said Jay replied.
On dropping the phone, his second phone rang. He picked it up at once.
"Bring your sorry ass down here now. You are needed on the newest project. We want to attack the Port."
"Am sorry. Am not in the right frame of mind to carry out or mastermind any attack for now. Count me out of this." He replied defiantly and the line went dead at once.
For the first time in two years, he said NO to orders from Abdul Maleek's chamber.
--to be continued--

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@Tecno4life: Please don't faint o.If you faint, you go allow Nokia and Blackberry gain lost grounds in my area.
Wait until I post the next update to know if she died or not. I love Rachel, am not sure if I want her dead.
*Enough of the killings. That was why I spared the two ministers.