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E don be 4 u bros... Ride on jare

Jake knocked on the door leading to his brother's room softly before turning the door knob. The knocking was a mare formality as he was already inside the room before permissions were given to him to enter.

"come ... Maxwell paused and looked up to see who it was. "in" he managed to complete his statement, staring at his brother.

"So you can't wait to be asked to come in before opening the door" Maxwell asked with a strange expression on his face.

"Am a fast learner, I learnt that from you Max." Jake replied waddling into the large, well polished room. He sat on the bed and looked at his brother.

Maxwell was arranging his things for his journey to see his parents in -law to be. He folded some clothes which they had bought mostly from Anabel's mom neatly into a case.

"Is daddy going with you?" Jake asked perusing through Maxwell 's phone which was on the bed.

"Nope he isn't but Fred 'll. young man, mind you charge that phone when you are done."

"You mean Fredo is in town?" Jake asked surprised to hear that his brother's best friend was in town but yet to come over too the house. Like himself and Morris, Fred and Maxwell had been life long friends.
"yeah he called Me yesterday and he sent his regards anyway."

"But you never mentioned it before now?"

"I guess I forgot young man." Maxwell replied.

"Forgetting is more a profession than a hobby lately Max" Jake countered his brothers defence which caused a loud roar laughter from he duo.

"So when are you coming back?" Jake asked. His focus stil no the phone in his hand.

"No idea, but certainly won't stay there more than necessary." Maxwell replied raising the case containing his thing to the bed.

"Ok, do have a nice time and get some thing for me." he dropped the phone on the bed and stood up to leave the room.
He place both hands into the pocket of his multi coloured pyjamas and walked towards the door. His brother was only home for few days and was travelling again.

"My young man!" Maxwell called after him.

"yes" he turned swiftly to know what was the matter.

"Go and plug that phone in a wall socket." Maxwell said with a funny frown

"You look constipated Max." Jake said walking back to pick the samsung galaxy on the bed. Laughing as he left the room.

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Anabel lay on her room with a novel in her hands. She had dinner with her mom few hours earlier and both said good night.

The room was illuminated by a reading lamp which her mother had apparently used in her school days. The tale behind the ancient fashioned electric lamp had always amused her more than the funny shape of object it self.

She tried to focus on the book she was reading but her mind constantly wandered away.

She was a fast reader but not when her mind wasn't any where around her. She traced the letters on the book with her index finger to maintain consciousness but yielded nothing meaningful.

189 still? She almost screamed as she looked at the page number for the fourth time.

She pushed the book under her pillow and turned off the lamp. She drew the sheet up to her chest anticipating for nature to play its role. Her thoughts finally scanned through the day's event. She was glad to see Jake.

He was from a rich home and she was certain yet so nice and kind. He was a contrast to those arrogant girls in their class she thought. The image on his face with his usual charming smile leaped into her mind and she was pervaded with joy and she smiled. The smile remained on her face as she slowly crept into oblivion.

Khia! I don late alredy, 2nd day of job i go receive query letter, courtesy of ... xenia, u are doin well jare...

Wow... Plz bring it on

babyzai: Congrats on d new job bt dnt let dat disturb d flow of dis work of urs. Ure doing a 3daful job

Tnks ma'am. I 'll do wat i can....

In anorda news, I've gotten a new job dis morning. I hope it gives ample tym 2 update.
luv ya all...

Wow... Sir Frank tnks 4 d compliments. As 4 dat omission, I guess i'll fyn a way 2 fuss dat piece of information in as d work continues.
Tnks man...

I guess u can stil update here. Wat say u?

Sam sat across his friend as Ade sped through the lonely road. There were large patches of red on the once black leather seat.

Blacky struggled each breath with clinched teeth as the opening in his shoulder was a passage through which his life was ebbing out. Sam had removed his shirt and compressed the wound with it but the pressure was not controlled.

"He needs medication." Sam said to Ade who was showing no interest of going to the hospital. The jeep sped on while the driver punched his phone.

"We were crossed sir" Ade said. "yeah, Blacky was hit and I guess its pretty bad." he slowed his speed and looked through the rear mirror as if to confirm his comment. " Please get the doctor ready immediately sir." He dropped the phone carelessly on the front passenger seat and stepped down on the throttle.

"We are losing him man, you av to get him to the hospital bone!" Sam yelled but Ade remained adamant.

"We can't go to any hospital and you know it." Ade replied at last.

"So what do we do?" Sam asked with tears in his eyes and hands covered with blood, the blood of the person who had been more a brother than a friend to him.

Blacky struggled to say something. He closed his eyes tight and placed his hand on Sam's shoulder. Anguish and excruciating pain was glaringly displayed on his face as life slowly ebbed out from his muscular tattooed body.

They all knew the rules, he couldn't possibly seek medication from any hospital because it was a bullet wound. It will raise suspicions and their boss wouldn't tolerates such recalcitrancy. Sam had watched people die, most of them had died from his hands but Blacky was different. They had a past together. Tears trickled down his eyes, a volume of tears which he never knew existed in his eyes.

Ade remained quiet through the journey home. He tried hard to contain his anger and fury. He struck the steering wheel with all energy his thick arm could muster over a thousand times as he drove on.

He was losing a good friend. One of the few people he trusted and he couldn't safe him. Not because he was wicked but there was nothing he could do.

Ade blasted the horn at the gate of large compound. The gate keeper rushed to open and Ade zoomed into the compound.

Sam stepped out of the car before it finally stopped rolling. His cloths had patches of blood. He wiped his hands on his trouser and attempted to help his friend out of the car.

"We are there, Blacky, I guess the doctor is going to fix you up." Sam said softly to his friend but he was motionless and didn't make a sound.

"Blacky!" Sam called out searching in vain for a pulse .

"He's gone Sam and there is nothing we can do now." Ade said pulling Sam away from the lifeless body of his friend.

"Damn yu Vikto!" Sam cupped under his breath. He sat at the floor as tears ran down his cheek uncontrollably.

Smhart1: Intreresting,weldone sir

Tnks...

Hmmm... Dis pretty kul but i tink u cud add to the description of d scenes to mak ur story mur fascinatin and spicy... Kudos

The compound of the abandoned ware house was deserted as usual. The place which was constantly busy some two decades ago had become more a botanical garden with grasses of different species growing untamedly on the empty land, the place certainly housed millions of rodents and reptiles.

Ade left the engine of the Rx330 Lexus jeep running while he stood outside the car pressing his phone. His eyes searched through the large building which once housed milions of frozen sea creatures until the company was heavily taxed by both the government and the local people which led to their evacuation.

The sign post, although tilted and the characters faded read "Macos sea food."

South of the compound was a large personal dock where most of the ships bringing goods for the company anchored. Some empty containers lay around the place with corrosion playing it roles on them which made it difficult to detect their colours.

His collegues were still sitting inside the car chatting and waiting patiently.

"Hello sir, we are in place but yet to see Vikto's men." he said over the phone. He paused and listened to who he was talking to.

"Yeah we are all good, ok sir." he hung the call and placed the phone back in his trouser pocket as he opened the door and entered the the car to join his friends.

Few minutes later truck like car sped into the compound towards their position. Ade couldn't decipher the make of the car but he knew it had to be Japanese made. It was certainly Japanese.

"I guess they are here, brace up guys" Ade said tucking his 9mm automatic pistol into the back of his trouser.

The three of them stood out of the vehicle and Blacky walked towards the trunk of the car.

About than six men alighted from the car while two of them approached the Jeep. Ade walked forward and leaned on the hood of the jeep while Blacky stood beside him with the brief case.

"Hope you have the dough?" A huge fellow with deep voice asked.

"you have the stuff?" Ade inquired.

One of the guys open a bag which contained assorted jewelleries, mostly diamond sealed in transparent nylon bags.

"And the money" the huge fellow who apparently was their leader asked again.

Ade nodded at Blacky and he understood the signal. He opened the case and revealed the neatly arranged mint.

He advanced forward to meet his counterpart half way so they can make the exchange. Blacky was few feet from the guy when a sharp pain brought him to the ground.

A bullet had found it mark through his left shoulder. The shooter had certainly missed the heart. It was a calculated plan for Vikto's man to get both their "stuff" and the money.

Adrenalin pumped faster into Ade's heart. He ducked behind the front left door of the jeep and pulled out his pistol. His first two shots were precise and accurate as two guys from Vikto's group went down .

Blacky managed to crawl towards his companions with the brief case in his good hand. He was almost at the car when an other shot brought down the case from his grip.

"Blacky are Yu ok!" Ade screamed amidst the the loud shots being fired. Glass shattered and was accompanied by shout of excruciating pain. Ade never retreat in a fight but he knew he was out numbered and his friend was already down.

Sam assisted Blacky into the back seat of the car. He was bleeding profusely from the injury on his arm. Sam attempted to retrieve the case which was at the front of the car.

Sam fired aimlessly at the assailants but his shot only got the wind shied of the car.

"Where is Blacky" Ade yelled again from his spot behind the driver door.

"He is in, but am yet to pick the case." Sam replied. Ade removed the clip from the pistol. He was almost out of bullet. He hadn't expected things to go down this way otherwise he would have come with extral cartridges perhaps bigger guns.

"Am almost empty, just stay put ok? When I Say go, You go, ok?" Ade took a precise aim like a SWAT snipper, he couldn't get anyone from his position but making them immobile would buy him and his friend enough time to move out.

His second shot brought the front left tyre of the car down. Ade sat behind the wheel and shifted the gear to "Drive" The car jolted forward.

"When i cover you, get the case and jump in" he said to Sam who wasn't showing any sign of fear.

"I get that." he replied, all his attention fixed on the case as he waited for Ade's signal.

Vikto's men were taken aback with the swiftness of things. The car had lunge forward in a scary fashion and before they could unravel the plan Sam was already in the jeep.

Ade's right hand held the wheel firmly while left held out his pistol. As he sped past his assailants, he fired some shot at them. He wasn't sure if his last shot had hit any one but was sure they couldn't be coming after him with two punctured tyres.

underage: Good write up. Though there are a few errors which u need to correct. More ink to ur pen.

Definitely der 'll be errors at least 4 now. I rily 'll be gr8ful if u pick 'em out so i can correct dem. Tnks for reading 2ru...

wonderful son: This is a very nice write -up. Keep it up ,good for a start.

tnks man...

Hope tickets are stil on sale....

Gr8 piece, though i've read smtin lyk dis b4, i stil find urs interestin.

faithgokz: dear, diz update iz kinda short o

Abi? Saturdays are rily tight 4 mi nor vex ma'am ...

beyonDskygirl: ride on jor...

Lolz... I'll jare

Benson checked around the room to make sure he was forgetting nothing. They won't be coming to the house anytime soon. He certainly had no other option than leave the house with his sister for safety.

They packed their clothes into a big bag and left other things as they were. Susan stood in front of the enlarged picture of what used to be a happy family before death and misfortune took its toll. She removed the picture from the wall and placed it inside the bag containing their things.

They were going to stay some where down town with a friend of Benson until they hear from Patrick. If indeed he was sold out, they were on longer safe moving around their former neighbourhood.

Benson picked up his base ball cap from the chair and placed it firmly on his head. Susan wore a blue jean jacket of her white top and carried a small hand bag while the big bag rested on Benson's shoulders.

The walked slowly along the street without speaking to each other until they boarded a taxi and gave their coordinates to the driver.

"I guess Pato 'll be taken to court from the look of things" Benson said.

"why do you think so" Susan asked with surprise and pain written boldly on her face.

"well i don't know." he replied. They both remained silent as their mind soared through their predicament until they got to their destination.

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gandyluv: dis update short wo

eya... Ok lemme see if i can do smtin 2nyt.

Inspector Gabriel sat in the office of police commissioner. They both had a long lasting relationship owning to numerous legal and illegal deals they had done together in the past.
Despite the uniforms they wore, they never thought it wise to do the right thing. The only meaning of "Justice" to them was achieving what they needed at any body's peril.

Few years ago Gabriel had entered the force as a corporal, although a graduate.

He had always been a dubious fellow who was always in need of quick cash no matter the means it was coming from. His boss who had turned down an offer from Michael had been shot dead few days later by assassins, however the investigation which was handled by Gabriel yielded nothing meaningful besides that his boss was killed by armed robbers who made away with an undisclosed amount of money.

Michael had been faithful to his words as he staged a meeting for Gabriel and some top officers who with their offices made Gabriel an inspector even when he was years away from being one.

Gabriel had ever remained loyal to Michael and in Patrick's case his loyalty won't dwindle.

"have you charged him yet?" The Commissioner asked.

"Yeah, for illegal possession of fire arm and robbery" he replied.

"when?" the Commissioner asked, his eyes still fixed on the news paper on his hands.

"I called it in this morning, Okoro should be with the paper works by now." Gabriel replied stealing a quick glance at his watch to confirm he his estimated time of arrival was correct.

"Very well then. So when is the hearing commencing?"

"Am not certain for now but at most a week. Every thing is in place any way."
Gabriel said with a relaxed smile.

"That ok for now." the commissioner said.

The inspector picked his cell phones from the table as he stood up to leave. He shook hands with the commissioner and left the office satisfied.

Jake and Morris sat at the back seat of the Toyota corolla while Maxwell was behind the wheel with his fiancée next to him. Since their return from South Africa, Jessica was yet to see her parents.

His mother had advised they bought some things from the market before the visit to the proposed In-laws as it was the ideal thing to do as Africans.

Maxwell slowly navigated the car through the slightly busy road. He was a very meticulous driver who could drive a car for years without having a dent. He doesn't believe in the mentality of most drivers that "if you don't hit some body some one will hit you."

He parked in a commercial garage and they all alighted.
"Hey senior bros!" some boys chanted as they approached the car from the shade they were sitting and smoking. The small sign post at a corner read "Car park #100"

Maxwell deeped his fingers into his pocket and brought out a five hundred naira note. He gave it to the boys and gestured them to keep the change.

They appreciated his kind gesture by touching the ground and others laying blessings on him as if they were prophets.

Maxwell shook his head with a controlled laughter. He wondered how such young promising youths who were supposed to be in some big firms were idly wasting their precious life. Some how he blamed the government for lack of employment opportunities and partially the young men for choosing to be loafers.

Like the traders had expected, the large market which apparently was the biggest in the area was rowdy. One glimpse at the market could convince anyone that half of the town if not all were in the market. The weather had remained fine and a good day to shop.

Jake was only capable of coping with the crowd because of Morris was with him. He rarely goes to market with his mother so the place was some what appalling to him.

They followed the lead of the woman with them who apparently was entering every shop in the market. If she doesn't complain of the quality of the goods, then its the make or certainly the price.

"This is exactly what my mom does when ever she comes to the market. Why can't they buy things fast and leave this noisy place for crying out loud?" Jake whispered to his friend.

"I don't know my self, but I guess they want the best for the lowest price." Morris replied with a mischievous grin.

Jessica was still bargaining with a shop owner and her husband to-be standing by without saying a word.

"Is BM not tired of these lengthy bargaining?" Morris asked.

"Hmmm, he has the patience." Jake replied, remembering his brother's favourite quote from George Savile "A man who is a master of patience is master of everything else."

Jake leaned on a wooden table and faced the line of shops opposite the shop they were. He saw a white Fred Frank shirt on a hanger.
"Lets check that out." he told his friend pointing towards the shop.

They both walked towards the shop. Some women where discussing at the a corner.

"who is here?" Morris asked imitating the accent of the local people.

"please buy" a familiar female voice called out. She dropped the book she was reading and stepped out from the shop to attend to her customers.

"Anabel!" Jake almost screamed.

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Am sowi abt d slow updates.... Doin ma best 2 improve dat. Tnks pals

sandyylove: Great work so far. I hope the compliments won't get to your head but help in making you write even better. Take your time and I'm following!

hmmm... I wish it enters ma head. lolz... Tnks

Mutaino7: Oga wesslie do u remember me ?

If am suppose 2, den i do but if not, den i don't... How far bro?

princesa: i just went tru the second update again, and i saw the detils i missed. Yes Anabel and her mum boarded the taxi and the taxi man hit the other when he tried to pull out, i got it now, so just work on new updates and feed us on

ok... But it might com late. Stil owin d "Tnks"

princesa: Hope you would work on this few observations?

1 done, 'll fix up d 2nd later b4 i update.

beyonDskygirl: hmmm.. Are u really sure? Then..anyway lets read on....

oya ryt on...