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GraciasMagisco:
Nice build up, hope it gets completed tho

definitely it's an ongoing series of crimes solved by the Main protagonist Detective John Nwosu.

this is the first book.

chapter three will be out some hours from now

CHAPTER TWO
Detective John first impression of The widow was that of a sad sullen and broken woman , who wasn’t just coping the lost of her husband but also his ultimate betrayal , fair skinned although she had no make up on and her eyes a bit reddish , she looked as beautiful as any walk way model could be.
“Ma, I am very sorry for your lost ma but this is an on going investigation to bring the killer or killers to justice and its important I ask you a few personal questions as regards to the deceased” Detective john said as he scrambled every little details from her reactions to eye movement to body gesture hoping to get anything that would make her assumptions towards a that of a guilty wife, she nodded her head calmly prompting the detective to go on with his questions.
“Ma , I am quite aware your husband left his home two weeks prior to his murder under the assumption of a business trip , am I right?” Detectvive john said.
“Yes sir , as you know my husband is…..” She paused a bit and then continued. “my husband was a contractor and a business mogul , travelling sometimes for weeks as his work saw it fit so when he told me of his 2weeks trip a night before I didn’t think twice about it” She said dully.
“okay so when last did you communicate with him and where were you on the day of the murder ?” the detectvive asked again scrambling the previous detail into his jotter.
“ I was at home with my daughter and we communicated umh we spoke a day before , he seemed fine and told us that he was missing me and my daughter already and was planning to cut short his trip….”
“Cut short his trip, did you ask why and has he ever done such a thing before on one of his other trips?” the detcvive asked somehow this was odd.
“well no but somehow I felt he was missing us , his voice seemed like it” She said as she adjusted herself on her seat again.
“his voice seemed like it , hmmm really may I ask how?” He pressed on , so far nothing she had said was on the formal statement she had down , this were details he needed , however small they were , every information was usually a piece of a puzzle which he needed to put together.
“he kept saying….” She paused again this time to clear a tear off her cheek ; this was the path of the investigation that was usually uncomfortable for him but a necessity if justice was to be served.
“…well he kept saying how much he missed me and he loved me so much and he wanted to come back home sooner to be with me and my daughter , george is not usually the one with words but…” She gave a dull smile as she thought of something for a minute.
“..but it seemed like he meant those words you know” She concluded.
“I see uhm where there ever troubles between you and your husband, domestic squabbles and the likes , from what I have in the files , you are the second wife and a mother of one before you got married and there is the information that he was in always in touch with the first wife and their kids, so were there issues between the husband and you or the first wife ,anything of that sort? “ The detcviove asked again.
“How does this question help ?” She asked a bit unsettled by it.
“Ma, every information I get down is vital to me , trust me I wouldn’t keep you here if they had no importance” The detective said ; often a time such questions deemed too personal often get the most reaction and some things reveal a piece of one’s own character.
“No not really , I mean we did have a talk every now and then relating how he treated my daughter and all that but apart from that nothing else” She said .
“how he treated your daughter , would you like to talk about that ?” the detective asked he didn’t needed that much information sensing he might be trespassing into her privacy a lot more.
“No , not really” she said .
“okay ehm, about his said mistress , did you know at some point he was having such affair ?” The detective asked he could see the obvious disappointment in her face now .
“hmmm I guess he was so busy all the time I never had the time to suspect him of such” she said faintly.
“hmmm okay, is there any one you think might want to harm him in anyway?” He asked again hoping to get in the next person in ; he had nothing else to really ask her for now again.
“you should ask that bastard he calls a brother “ she said flaring up a bit much to the curiosity of the detective .
“excuse me what?” Detective john asked .
“sorry , his younger brother lives with us ,he has been a thorn in our family’s back especially his brother , he squanders and steals from his brother , he even has the guts to bring all sort of women to the house in fact they both that very morning before my husband left , he was demanding for more money and when his brother refused he threatened to do something very drastic , he made mention of teaching his brother a bitter lesson“ She was quick to point out her strong suspicion to the detective having remembered the very circumstances in which her husband had left that fateful morning.
“hmmm I see, well thank you very much, I will get through to you if we ever need your assistance on anything as the investigations go on , thank you” the detective said as he showed her the door.
“thank you and please catch whoever did this , my husband may not have been the perfect man but he didn’t deserve to be killed “ She said before she walked out.
The detective sat there for a minute and quickly went through every detail he had written down , for now she seemed more of a grieving house wife than a jealous second wife however she had shed light on a potential suspect.
Temi walked in, a bit nervous the twenty year old daughter took her seat right in front of the detective.
“I don’t know anything sir, the police came and….”
The detective had sensed her to be a bit nervous although young , he had hoped she would be able to handle the idea of been in a police station better.
“its okay hmmm temi, I just want to ask some basic questions n, nothing else its only formal we ask these questions , due process you may call it” the detective smiled a bit , somehow it had worked to get her actually calm.
“okay, I just don’t like the police station ,it scares me” She said faintly almost to herself.
“well you don’t need to be afraid , this place is meant for the bad people who do bad things ,okay ?” detective john said again warmly , she shook her head slowly .
“what do you want to know?” She said finally .
“well you can help me by telling me where you were the day , you got the news firstly” the detective asked.
“I was in my room at home when I heard my mom screaming” She paused a bit , somewhat destruct and unsettled about the details.
“oh okay umh I see , so what was George boyle , your father…”
“he is not my father please don’t call him that!” She interrupted him quickly a bit upset , perhaps this was related to the fact that her mother had said something about the way he treated her ; not something detective john would bother himself about as most step father and step children relationships usually follow this path , he ignored it and decided to push on.
“okay sorry about that I just wanted to know your personal relationship with the deceased” he said firmly.
“there was nothing there , he hated me as I hated him that was it, I don’t like him it was as simple as that” she said with no emotions attached to her expression, clearly both didn’t agree but was that enough , the detective needed more information.
“I understand how you feel , he is your step father , new rules , new way of life and all” the detective said hoping to force some conversion that might throw more light on her grievances with the deceased , she didn’t hide her feelings from the detective , could there be more than meets the eye.
“(chuckles) I wish it was just that , do you know that asshole is a womanizer and a flirt?” She said clearly outspoken about this aspect , the detective scrambled something down quickly.
“really, you don’t say” The detective said quite anxiously ; in his line of duty it was paramount he encouraged those been interviewed to say whatever they needed to say and for him to pick whatever he needed in fact in his mind he was already having an idea of the dysfunctional family he was dealing with.
“ I see and umh what about his brother, he lives with you guys right?” the detective continued in hopes to get her own view.
“ Do you know my mother’s husband got the two last house helps pregnant?” She said again without paying her attention to the question.
“Erhmm, okay noted can you tell me about his brother?” He pressed again.
“Erm oh , I don’t know much he and his brother never seem to get along I guess because he is rich and also stingy , he rarely lets off anything from his hand” She said somehow temi’s resentment was only targeted at the deceased and not the supposed wannabe-killer painted by her mother .
“hmmm I see , can you tell me more about it?” the detective asked.
She seemed to have suddenly become cautions about something and had refused to answer any other questions , she was already due to leave for now hence the detective called the interview over.
The sergeant had duly informed the detective of the chief’s brother inability to come for the interview,
“I see well we will have to pay him a visit ourself” Detective john said calmly even more now he wanted to interview the said brother , what brother wouldn’t want to come help the police get the killers behind his brother’s death.

CHAPTER THREE TOMORROW.

OluwabuqqyYOLO:
Aptly following!

thanks chapter two would be out by evening, just taking my time to write a good story

hmm was really tired today wow expect the actions tomorrow, good night everyone

CHAPTER ONE


‘On the news tonight, Business Tycoon and Millionaire Chief Gbenga Boyle was found shot dead alongside his mistress at a private residence belonging to him at 8:45 this morning ..’

Everything else seemed to have lost its meaning as soon as Detective John shifted his attention from the radio to the car park .
AREA 21 stood right at the middle of the city , the police station was fairly large with a few trees good enough for shades and enough parking space to go around; if there was anything the detective felt impressed about was this fact.
He made his way into the station , introducing himself to the constable who led him straight to the commissioner’s office.
“Detective, hah you are welcome!” Commissioner Taiwo greeted him as both shook hands before they sat.
“It seems you are just as they say , punctual!” the commissioner said with a warm smile.
“Thank you very much sir” Detective John replied , his first opinion of the office was a bit nauseating , files , cabinets , documents , old dusty radio set and a fan which seem to have lost a button or two, wall frames with dirty , old and worn out pictures stood out , contesting for the little air that ventilated the room through the small open window at the back just above the commissioner’s seat.
“Ehm before we go further am sorry but I have to ask , is there any reason why you objected to staying at the police barracks and rather prefer to stay up in an hotel during the course of the investigation?” The commissioner asked , his stare seem to have more worries than curiosity.
“with due respect sir , that’s how I work but be rest assured the bills wont be taken care of by this division , the department of criminal investigations HQ will be taking care of everything”
He replied smartly having understood the worries of the commissioner had to do more of the financial aspect than or above any other reason.
“Oh splendid , for a minute I thought …..” The commissioner held his words , cautioning himself not to speak too much of the matter besides there were other pressing matters the young detective needed to give his attention to.
“Here is the file ….” The commissioner took a file of a pile and stretched it to him before taking up his telephone to make a call.
“Hello Sergeant please come to my office immediately!” The commissioner concluded as he observed the detective go through the file slowly , he was impressed with the detective’s interest and focus on the file definitely the recently retired Inspector Ade who made the suggestion for the division to request specifically for the detective to assist them in the case may in fact prove to be something good besides ever since the media got the news , they hadn’t given him a break.
The soft knock came before Sergeant Nonsa walked into meet the two men , the introduction was brief and professional as it could be.
“Excuse me uhm it says here that there were no witness at the scene of the crime then how did we get hold of the information about the double homicide?” Detective John asked quite confused about that information he had come across.
“Ehm we got a call sir from an unknown number , we have tried to reach out to the number but its switched off , my guess is whoever made that call might be our killer or at least knows someone or something that happened to the chief and his lover two days ago” Sergeant Nonsa replied smartly hoping to impress as best as he could.
“Hmm I see , umh the autopsy says a total of nine gun shots to both victims , six to this woman and three to the man , do we have photo evidence that I can work with ?” Detective John asked again.
“Uhm yes sir , I will have them sent to your desk later on as soon as we get them printed” The sergeant replied .
“Sergeant if you are not too busy , I would like to start my investigations by taking a look at the crime scene “ Detective John said again ; this was his ritual for every investigation he took on , the crime scene was were the story really was.
“Uhm no problem sir , the building was initially sealed off I will get the keys from the department and we can go check it out sir” The sergeant said again quite happy to assist.
“This is very good , umh sergeant you will relay and assist the detective during his course of investigation , you are to do as he says and when he says to do it , the both of you must understand how important it is for us to get to the bottom of this as fast as we can , is that clear?” the commissioner said authoritatively.
“yes sir!” both men said before they took their leave.

The sergeant wasted no time in getting the keys as detective joined him in the police patrol van which skidded right into the road and up into the highway, The sergeant wasted no time in showing him a few places as they drove past them ultimately they had come to a halt along Ojebi Street , one of the few streets still with good roads and a few decent buildings still standing tall.
The fenced compound was a duplex , finely built and as they made their entrance into the building , it was obvious the building had a lot of work put into it.
“its huge” Detective John remarked as they made way for the door.’
“it is sir “ replied the sergeant as they halted right in front of the door, the detective monitored the door which he presumed was the main entrance, he had quickly noted that there was no force entry or a sign that indicated the door was tampered with.
“the front door wasn’t forced in or did he come through the back?” the detective asked.
“Sir , both the front door and the back were not touched in any way sir “ he said as he led the detective inside.
The parlor seemed okay with everything been in the right place , no sign of disturbance , nothing was out of its original place the detective noted , the kitchen still had each item and equipment in its place, in fact there were still two unwashed dishes lying in the sink, nothing was out of its place , a glass of water stood close to the micro wave oven, all this the detective had written down before he made way for the bedroom up stairs where the crime had been noted to have taken place.
His first impression of the master bedroom was that of a massacre.
“who was there?” the detective said as he pointed to a corner of the ebd which had massive blood splatter all over it .
“His mistress ,sir” The sergeant replied.
“hmmm, it seems the shooter had some scores to settle with her…. “ the detective said as he bent down and drew some drawers out from the cabinet by the side of the bed to inspect them , nothing had turned up except for the a gold ring presumably that of the man which he collected with his handkerchief, Both men walked down the stairs and exited the building .
“so sir , what are your thoughts?” The sergeant asked curiously as the detective tried to match up a few details in the file with what the scene had provided, He had only had three murder cases so far to his name .
“I believe we have informed the wife and other parties of the deceased ?” The detective asked.
“oh yes sir , they have been informed and also the closest friends to the lady and her supposed boy friend “The sergeant said.
“very good , uhm I would like to get the actual autopsy result , what I have in the file is a statement and it doesn’t provide enough information for me “
“yes sir , I will sir” The sergeant said finally , he heard a smile up as he accelerated up the main road , somehow he knew this was the right detective to handle the case.

CHAPTER TWO TOMORROW

Okay, I slept over and had a good thought of what I wanted to see my PRISON BREAK was a big inspiration to me FOR THIS ONE so is my mentor JAMES HARDLY CHASE yes that guy whose books gets you rolling.


I WILL BE WRITING AT LEAST THREE BOOKS BASED ON WITH THE FIRST MAKING ITS DEBUT TODAY.




MURDER JOURNALS will be a series of crime stories solved by a no nonsense by the book homicide detective who is transferred to investigate the murder of a business tycoon and his lover, I love cliff hangers and this one will definitely get you thinking, not everything is as it seems.


BOOK ONE TITLE : BROTHER'S KEEPER .

AM AIMING FOR EIGHT CHAPTERS IN TOTAL FOR EACH, HAPPY WEEKEND.

PLEASE DROP YOUR COMMENTS, FOLLOW ME, TAG FRIENDS, this is how you encourage me, I want to be a steady writer here as I grow in the literature world.


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REWROTE THE DOG DAYS COMPLETELY.

DOG DAYS : ARMY MATERIAL IS A SINGLE WITH NO FURTHER OR FUTURISTIC SEQUEL .


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CHAPTER FIVE: A DAY FOR THE DOGS

“Karkarkarkar…………”

Olamide’s eyes went wide open automatically by now he knew what his ears heard, gun shots fired sporadically into the air.
He focused his eyes on a three vehicles just a few miles away , approaching from the bushes , his brain took no time to decipher what was happening.

“make una run oh , no be soldiers be this one oh” someone screamed as everyone tried to get to safety, someone had pressed down on olamide’s stomach as he ran towards the shrubs that surrounded them ,olamide turned towards the runner’s direction just quick enough to see him go down with three bullets , one to the back , one to his shoulder and the other opening his skull wide open.

The sight got him scampering for safety as he began to crawl as fast as he could , he could turn just enough to see a body or two who had been shot and killed , he could have swore he heard ejiro shout at something but he hadn’t no time no check, as he crawled his way into the low shrubs , one or two trainees ran past him just enough before again they went down lifeless , apparently if he was to survive he needed to keep crawling further into the higher and denser pat of the shrubs, he could hear some distant chattering behind him whilst the shooting continued and again one trainee darted past him right into the denser shrubs thankfully he hadn’t been shot at, taking no time to calculate he got up as fast as he could and leaped right into the bushes.

He heard some shot s fired but at that speed he was certain he wasn’t shot , once into the bushes , he met dayo and kelechi who were hiding behind trees as they tried to wrap their head over what was happening , olamide hid behind a few thicker shrubs as he watched the vehicles swerve past and headed for the main roads that led to the military camps.

“I think they are gone” Olamide said as he breathed heavily in between words.

“shhhh!” kelechi said as he pointed his hand at something approaching the shrubs , olamide quickly hid himself properly again as an armed man made his entrance into the shrubs and then began to fire rounds of ammunition around in hopes of flushing anyone who was hiding .
“hah!”

Dayo cried out as he went to the ground with his hand clutched tightly letting the armed man to stop and proceed to his direction , he walked past where olamide hid and headed straight for dayo but was jumped from behind by olamide letting both crash to the ground, olamide held tightly his hands as he tried to engage the firearm.

“you bastard!” the angry armed man shouted as he tried to use brute force to over power the young trainee , he was already on top of him just a little push ,he would have another dead trainee on the ground but kelechi leaped on top him from the behind this time pulling him away from olamide.

“karkarkar!”

Silence followed as kelechi tugged the lifeless body off him, he had just given olamide the opportunity to fire the bandit’s weapon at him.
Olamide sat there as he watched the armed bandits eyes roll up as he fell to the ground lifeless wasting no time he quickly turned his attention to two more figures who were now approaching the shrubs again, he wasted no time firing at both , killing one and injuring the second who fell to the ground .

“go,go,go , go kill the bastard” kelechi said as he ran towards dayo who was still on the ground , once olamide crawled out of the shrubs he made sure to look around before he got up , slowly approaching the injured bandit who was now struggling for his life ; the bullet had struck him in the throat , Olamide starred at him for a few seconds , somewhere in his mind he felt bad for the bandit , he was done for as he gasped for air consistently.
“karkar!”

Olamide fired finally , there was no need keeping a dead man alive, he quickly returned to the field only to see a lot of trainees dead on the ground and decided to return back to the shrubs immediately; shootings still filled the air and the fear of the armed men returning back was evidential.

“how is dayo?” Olamide asked he joined kelechi who was attending to dayo.

“na e hand don scatter oh!” kelechi pointed out showing off dayo’s scattered elbow ,which was as gory at best, Olamide pulled his khaki and wrapped it around dayo’s hand who was in obvious pains.
“we cant go out right now , we have to stay put in here till the shootings stop” Olamide said as they hid again whilst the shootings continued a little longer.

“you just killed three armed bandits , do you know that, how did you know how to shoot?” kelechi said in a low tone, olamide didn’t answer , he hid there trying to process all that had happened , the adrenaline was wearing off slowly even while gun shots rented the air, slowly he closed his eyes and hoped it was just a bad dream .

“this is the military, if you know you are out there ,come out right now with your hands in the air!”
Olamide opened his eyes finally , he swore he had heard something as he passed a stare to kelechi and dayo who were fully awake.
“shhh, it could be the armed men posing as military people, lets stay here” kelechi said again.

“this is the military ,if you know you are out there ,come out right now with your hands in the air , you are fully surrounded “ the voice came again.

Olamide listened before he decided to take a closer look, once out of his hideout he could make the army khaki uniformed men in the field , olamide had a big smile on his faceas he dropped the weapon down.
“it’s the army kelechi, we are safe” Olamide said once more , he helped dayo up before they began to head for the field once more.

“do you think the rest are still alive?” Kelechi asked as they made their way towards the military men.

“I don’t know but I hope they are” Olamide said as a tear dropped down his eyes , somewhere in his head he began to process the images of dead trainees who were killed in the field.

THE END.

CHAPTER FOUR: THE MUDDY EXPEREINCE

Everyone was up before the sergeant made his appearance , he seemed to be happy a bit as he flaunted his new horse whip .

“Today , we will be testing some battlefield terrains and how you can adapt in terms of mobility , your ability to reach your target within the desired time period will be closely monitored , your ability as a soldier to think and avoid obstacles along this path to your target will also be recorded , five bags filled with stones to mimic the idea of you carrying your back pack will be provided on the spot , each test will be five trainees on the go at once , if you are lack behind my horse whip will be here to assist you , now lest move out boys“

The sergeant said as he began to make his way out.

The boys hadn’t no time to brush or make something out of the morning before they started to walk in a single file behind the sergeant.

“barbwire?!” kelechi said slowly a bit mystified about what he was seeing as they approached their destination.

“the first is the barbwire course , the second is the muddy course which mimics conditions you will find in a mangrove terrain and the third is the wall climb , which will mimic mountainous regions , if you are falling behind I will ensure the horse whip reminds you that this is a battle scenario , you are not here to impress a woman , you are here to fight for your survival” the sergeant flogged the empty air moving backwards as the first five trainees took their positions, belly to the ground.
Olamide spat hard into the ground as he passed a stare to k2 who was trying to get himself prepared for the exercise .

They began to crawl under the barbwires as soon as the sergeant gave the order , the sound of horse whip descending upon any of the trainees lagging quickened the steps of others as they crawled their way under the barbwire.

Olamide quickened his steps as much as he could , crawling on all fours as he made his way , perhaps it was the sound of the horse whip that got him moving as fast as he could even when the barbwire ripped through his uniform and into his flesh, he could hear one or two people cheering him as he made his way past the barbwire, so far he was lucky not to have been whipped ,

he tugged and pushed when he felt the wires were holding him back ,he paused a bit taking a quick stare at k2 who was seemed to be having a hard time escaping a barbwire that had wrapped around his leg , the sergeant hadn’t been paying attention to him as he was taking his time melting hot lash on one other trainees who was far back behind , Olamide made a quick u-turn and getting his fore head scratched badly by a barbwire , not withstanding he arrived just in time to help k2 free up the barbwire but this again came at his detriment having the palms of his hand reaped open by the barbwire, once out they took their utility bags stuffed with stones and began the walk through the muddy , this was however a bit more difficult , olamide got the crowd laughing as his first attempt to move got him falling backwards deep into the mud but k2 had assisted him up again only to be welcomed with hot lash from the behind .

“this is not an exercise for team work , save yourself or save nobody!” the sergeant lashed angrily as the duo again began to try and free their legs to move around in the mud, again olamide went deep into the mud as k2 began to move forward perhaps fear of the sergeant whip had gotten him scarred now , olamide decided to crawl his way through the mud rather than walk past it , however a better option this came at the detriment of his uniform and his body, Once out he had no time to pull off his heavy bag even when he had been told , he was now behind k2 who was now on to his second wall , olamide grabbed the rope and began his first climb but the mud in his mud made it even more difficult but the thought of seeing the other three who were now fast approaching him thanks to the sergeant ‘s hot lashes , he grabbed on again and pulled himself steadying his leg on the cemented wall about ten feet high, he tugged and pulled as he made his way down again.

“olamide, drop the bag eh,mumu!”

He knew who had the voice , ejiro couldn’t have said anything moiré sensible and helpful to him than this , he dropped the bag and wiped a bit of the mud off his face to help clear his vision again he went up the second ,this time he could feel just his weight which was good enough for him , easily he pulled through the second and then finally the third, he landed awkwardly on the ground almost dislocating his ankle in the process but the pain was minimal compared to the bloody palm, muddy bath and torn flesh on his back , he heaved a sigh as he went to the ground to rest.

“bros thanks for helping me out earlier” K2 said as he joined him on the ground there with his bloody leg.

The evening was a bit hot as the trainees volunteered to sleep outside this time , Congo and his friends had somehow got their hands on some cigarettes and a bottle of gin which they shared with everyone .
“I don’t smoke “ Olamide said as Ejiro offered the half burnt cigarette.
“hahaha, so den no tell you say your best friend for army na gin and cigarette to help you dey strong on daily base?” Congo asked as he roared with laughter.

“No, I am sure they didn’t say anything like that…”
“bros just leave the guy alone , he never see anything when you dey field you go remember baba God , baba gin and then baba cigar , things dey jhare way u go see for field eh you go wan finish one carton of gin I dey tell you?” congo said.

“bros , you don here too many story oh for this side so” dayo joined as soon as he came back from easing himself.

“my brother , we don here things plenty , see this place self way we dey occupy na hot ground e first be for terrorists before but army con kidnap the place from them make I tell you!” A friend of congo added.
“wait , do you mean this was once a base for terrorists?” Olamide asked.

“yes oh , na strong hold e be that time I think na like some months ago self but las las army con strong pass their stronghold” Congo added.
“what if they retaliate , I mean this place is surrounded by thick bushes and all , we could be in danger you see” Olamide said.

“hahaha, we go use dem take do practical na, by the time I hammer one teeth with my elbow , he go confess in English language “ Congo boasted.

“relax guy , nothing dey happen we are soldiers here , watin dem go fit do soldier man except to kill am but I fit my life say nothing like that fit ever happen shall” Kelechi said with a smile .

Olamide wondered if the army was too hasty to convert a base for terrorists into a training camp but doubting the possibility of a comeback from the terrorists as that would in fact be suicidal in reality , he tucked himself in his sleeping bag , it was a long stressful and painful day for his body , sleeping earlier than he would have normally done was rather a better choice.

CHAPTER TWO COMING UP TODAY

CHAPTER THREE : TRUE STORY



“So Mr. Olamide Adewale , it says you were cleared of a respiratory problem , An asthmatic condition ?” The Military Health officer said , a bit undecided of what actions to take next as he focused his gaze on Olamide.

“Yes sir ,I was cleared three years ago after which I have never experienced an accident ….”

“but you remember you passed out from your first official training ….”
“Sir , I was tired and exhausted from….”

“well that only means you are not cut out for the army and your reports say you risk a chance of ….”

“Sir, I haven’t had any accident since the past three years , the idea that I can have an accident related to the illness is something that’s almost farfetched , sir I can promise you that sir.”

“Listen, I cant officially dismiss you of and send you parking right away I wish I could because I don’t think you will survive here for real but your health status will be closely monitored from now on , if there is however a slight case of such health risk , I am afraid its good bye to the army for you , you may take your leave now”

Olamide walked out with the medical report in his hand as he made his way back to the hostel , he hadn’t thought much of what the military officer had said but rather what had the previous day while he was receiving treatment in the military bay.

He quickly arrived at the hostel to find out no one was around , he quickly changed into his military khaki and made his way to the training ground much too excited at the moment.
He arrived at the training to find his fellow trainees in defensive stance as Sergeant Reno stood right in front of them.

“Hey you , you are late , drop and give me thirty immediately !” Sergeant Reno barked angrily at Olamide who immediately went to the ground and began his punishment, he was however surprised as to how easy he had pulled through the press ups ,perhaps a bit more excited than he had thought.

“Come to the front , you will be my punching bag for the hand to hand combat practices for the day” The sergeant said as Congo and a few other senior trainees jeered and cheered the sergeant.

“Now you are going to try and attack me with your punches don’t worry I wont fight back “ The sergeant said he had a smirk on his face that somehow gave the fact that he was lying.

Olamide took a wide stare at his fellow colleagues who were cheering ,amongst them were ejiro , K2 and kelechi , he took a deep breath and made his hands into fists approaching the experienced sergeant .

“hah, sarge wan use this small boy eat better sand today” somehow among congo’s clique said as they watched with excitement.
Olamide’s first attempt saw him going to the ground as a left hook which perfectly countered his right hook, he felt his tooth move from their various position as he landed awkwardly on the ground.

“I f you intend to survive a hand to hand combat remember the first thing is to protect yourself , guard your face or you will end up searching for your missing teeth and possibly an eye or a nose in some cases like your friend here” The sergeant said as he pointed down to Olamide who was trying to find his feet as best as he could.

“get up , we just started training don’t tell me you are tired already , are you tired?” The sergeant asked as Olamide stood up finally , he spat some bloody to the ground as he tried to organize himself ,somehow his chest seem to hurt again , he rubbed his chest gently.

“Honestly this guy e be like say them follow am come military as e dey be so he nor go survive at all” Kelechi reported to ejiro .

“Shey na you and he people plan am , oga keep your mouth quiet if you no get better thing to talk jhore” Ejiro replied angrily as he watched on , a bit sympathetic about olamide’s condition.

Again olamide went to the ground ,crunching his stomach tightly as the sergeant landed another courter strike .

“so this time our trainee has his guard up but can anyone tell me from what you were thought in class today ,what did he do wrong this time?” The sergeant said as he paced to and fro before Olamide.
“he forgot to maintain his defensive stance” someone from the crowd replied.

“very good and even more he forgot to pay attention to his opponent in battle” the sergeant said again.

Olamide managed to get up again as his chest began to hurt more severely , his body began to shake uncontrollably as tears rushed down his cheek .

The sergeant leaped in a dancing manner as he took a look closely tat olamide who was trying to clear to balance himself once more.
“Soldier man wey cry na baby man , soldier man wey weak na baby boy, soldier man wey no stand na amputee” he sang as the senior trainees cheered and jeered the sergeant much to the dissatisfaction of olamide’s pairs.

“jesus “ Congo roared with more laughter as he noticed the warm fluid running down olamide’s trousers .

“sarge , he don urinate for body oh” another said again as they roared with laughter.

“soldier man wey urinate for body na ……”

Everyone held their breath as Olamide landed a right hook to the cheeks of the sergeant as they both went to the ground ; the sergeant had lost sight of his opponent which allowed olamidie to land one successful punch at him.

The sergeant took a nefarious stare at Olamide as their eyes met shortly before he smiled dully.

“hahaha congratulations trainee “ the sergeant said as he got up quickly from the ground and helped olamide up.

“although you hit like girl but am impressed , I was paying attention to you anymore and you took your chance , very impressive whats your name ?” the sergeant asked .

“ola…olamide sir!” Olamide said as he tried to clean his face as best as he could.

“Olamide , oh wait you are the mama’s boy who brought a pot of soup and meat to the camp?” the sergeant said again as a few trainees began to laugh off the experience.

“very good, we are done for today, congo and the boys will continue from here on through the rest of the practice” the sergeant said as he dusted the sand off his body.

The sergeant took his leave as ejiro and the others trooped around olamide, he starred tat the crowd somehow he felt a bit happy of landing a punch at the sergeant than the state his currently.

The rest of the evening saw the military trainees out on the field with their sleeping bags ,the orders was to keep the trainees out on the field due to lack of space as a few military guests were to be expected , congo and some other senior trainees had joined them; they shared stories and their own personal experiences with the junior trainees as best as they could , songs were sang , arm wrestling and so on.

“No oh, that guy try oh , even we way dey talk sergeant use us do mopping that time oh ,the guy get mind” Congo said much impressed with olamide .

“but bros , see eh just look this my guy e nor just resemble military material at all ….” Ejiro’s words were clouded by an uproar from the crowd that gathered congo and his friends.

“No na truth eh, e just resemble one rich man pikin way honestly “ Ejiro said .

“Me , rich man pikin who tell you that one mr. information minister” Olamide said .

“but really guy , you just too fresh oh , military no fit you but military be like aids shall e nor dey show for face until you don enter then come out “ a friend of congo added which got some applause from the crowd.

“na truth oh but what of malike, watin you go call that one own?” Congo blasted as the junior trainees began to wonder who he was referring to.

“malike hmmm that oyibo rabbit , e own get family support na, the guy just fresh fat enter military school and he con still maintain the freshness come out , I respect the guy shall but this our guy here I no sure he go fit maintain e own sarge go train e and his fatness “ the friend continued as they listened to more stories , the night was colder than usual but they were in high spirit through the night till dawn.

CHAPTER TWO: GOOD MORNING BOYS!

“Everybody get up !”
The voice was followed by a loud bang ; perhaps the voice wasn’t as scary as been chased down by the devil in anyone’s worst nightmare but the loud bang served its purpose , a few landing awkwardly from the double deck whilst some few ended up without clothes on.

The tall fair lanky officer in military uniform stood at the door motionless, a pistol in hand and a whip that stretched down to the ground in the other , as the trainees struggled to put themselves in order.

“Now I don’t care if you have no clothes on , I want you all to get into two lines and move out , we have have half a kilometer of jogging to begin with , at any time you feel like fainting or dying , there is a lot of space so feel free to do so, now I will call out your names failure to respond is a whip to your head , is that understood?” The officer said as the trainees responded.

“ Sir!” someone said with his hands up from behind automatically garnering the eyes of the other trainees .

“what is it?” the officer asked quite frankly.

“someone is still sleeping here sir!” Kelechi announced.

“Oh really I see, well let me go and specially wake him up” the officer said as he walked to the furthermost parts of the military hostel somehow the sound of a whip striking the flesh of a trainee sent everyone shocked and frightened as did the scream that followed.

“why does the sound of everything feel like thunder here?” K2 said out of panic.

“My guy this is the military , before man pikin carry gun dey shoot upandan ,dey kill men like chickens you suppose no say man pikin don see fire for e training oh , this one na practical e be for us” Ejiro concluded as Olamide run out to join the line , with just his boxers on and a long fleshy whip line on his back.

The military officer walked back to the front to continue with his assessment , as soon as everyone’s present had been accounted for , they moved out ; both the nearly nude ones and the fully clothed ones , olamide followed just behind ejiro , his back felt like falling off within any instant , he had been so tired he had slept off even when the sergeant had told them what to expect , they joined another set of trainees which made a few of them laugh ; apparently one or two were butt naked , somehow he felt better about himself knowing he wasn’t just the only victim or faulty one at best.


Two hours straight saw the trainees battling fatigues as whips, kicks ,slaps descended constantly on any who trailed behind or showed signs of tiredness from both officers who led the trainees on the jogging exercises, one of the trainees had succumbed to the extreme stress and passed out along the way.

“leave him there , when he wakes he will join us,the rest of you move out now!” the order came with a whip on an unfortunate trainee who had decided to rest on the ground.

At the end of the three hours and a half , they came right back to their hostel panting heavily and drenched in huge amount of sweats , a few went to the ground as they gasped for air.

“We will be meeting in the next one hour at the training field where I pointed out , I expect everyone to be there and on time, failure to comply will be treated and dealt with accordingly, is that understood?” the officer said once more before he walked away.

“just look at him , not even one sweat!” kelechi said quite disturbed as he watched the officer walk away.

“dey there be looking at him , failure to be at the training ground will be dealt with accordingly , to the naked trainees abeg make una go find clothes wear , to those way no fit feel there legs like myself make una sit down where una dey , check if una never paralyze finish “ Ejiro said as he sat on the ground outside there cleaning the sweat his body had amassed during the exercise.

“which kind jogging be this na , I be think say na heaven way dey trek go?” K2 replied as he squeezed his clothe to help the sweat escape out quickly.

“dey there , nna morning routine be this so , start to dey practice for your dreams , na like this e go be for us till thy kingdom come thank God say u no join Johnny way faint for bush so” Ejiro added again as he starred at olamide who sat at a corner close by.

“guy, sorry oh hope say the whip of this morning no damage your spinal cord oh “ Ejiro asked somehow he felt pity for him .

“ I was really tired from yesterday that was why I didnt get up on time , it wont happen again” Olamide said dully as he wiped his face.

“Eh na so e be , no worry eh all of us go just dey anything way dey happen ,na all of us you still dey with eh , all of us na brothers here we go be so no dulling again you here?” Ejiro said again with a smile on his face as he stood up and gave a lifting hand up to olamide.

“thank you very much” Olamide said as he stood to his feet .

“person never take the down space for myself , you fit arrange am so that you go just dey with us for front here where we just dey” Ejiro added again as they both walked in.

An hour later they arrived at the training field , where another officer stood with the lanky officer they had now suspected to be their training officer.

“let me formally introduce myself properly , I am corporal Muhammad Idriss and I will be your supervising officer and joint training officer , I will like to formally welcome you all with me here is my direct senior ,Sergeant Reno” the lanky officer said .

The trainees sat on the ground as they took their seats in the bamboo constructed benches as they took them through the various ranks and army personals and means by which they could be identified.

“you over their , what is the immediate ranking officer after the Master Warrant Officer?” Sergeant Reno said pointing to Ejiro who was caught off guard by the question, his reluctance to answer the question proved he hadn’t be paying attention.

“ejiro na commando?” k2 tugged him as he got up to answer the answer.

“no that’s wrong , the answer is second lieutenant” Olamide said as quietly as he could , somehow he hoped ejiro wouldn’t be made a scape goat .

“I asked you a question !” the sergeant fired again.

“sir, the answer is eh Second Lieutenant sir!” Ejiro said a bit scarred but he had soon relaxed himself as soon as the sergeant nodded his head.

“k2 na your papa be commando” Ejiro cursed as he sat back with a smile on his face , they were still taking their classes when another set of trainees came with their officers.

“this are your immediate seniors though they are trainees as well but , they will be advancing to the last quarter of their training , some of them you will see every now and then along with a few officers to help you train better I expect the outer most respect and obedience to them as they are your seniors and are here to help and monitor your growth here , is that understood?” Corporal Idriss said as ejiro and the others nodded again.

“okay I will be handling over to Sergeant Reno for the physical aspects of your training and evaluation, your seniors will be here to assist him ” Corporal Idriss said as he and the other two officers took their leave.
“Congo are they ready ?” the sergeant asked one of the senior trainees who answered positively.

“very good ,every one get up and follow me” the sergeant said as he and the senior trainees marched out , the trainees followed quite confused as they wondered what was waiting for them, they soon walked a few miles again to another part of the training ground where huge bags of old cements which had now become solid as stone laid ,stacked up to ten bags.

“ now I am going to score you all base on how many bags you can carry over to that point where the white line is drawn” the sergeant said as he pointed to a spot right in front of the stacked bags , endurance is key to your survival outside there , your ability to take this bags across that line as fast as you can and as much as you can is what I am interested , if you cant continue you raise your hands up and the next person will follow but bear it in mind failure to at least get three bags over the line is a failure “ the sergeant said again.

“oya , make una form line fast fast, first to go make he ready “ Congo said as the trainees form a single line.

“All the bricklayers make una arrange for front , cement don come “ kelechi announced as he took his space behind olamide who was still wondering how he was going to get even one of the solid bags of cement across the line.

A few of the senior trainees watched in anticipation of laughter .
“if somebody go shit e spirit here “ someone said amongst the seniors as the first trainee approached the bags of solid cement .

It became a real eye sore immediately as the trainee failure to grasp the bag ended badly for him , as his feet paid the amount price which the bag had landed notwithstanding the trainee had showed his desire to move on ,securing two bags past the lines before he could not contain the pain any longer.

“if you are coming here , make sure your grip is firm as a rock itself “ the sergeant said not impressed one bit as the trainee leaped back , Ejiro came forward quickly taking off his khaki , somehow he had gotten the first bag wrapped around his hands with his chest also giving support , he moved the first , then the second and his third and had proceeded to go for a forth much to his fellow trainee’s cheer and praise , his method was quite efficient again as he secured his forth bag over the line before he bowed out ; apparently he had ran out of energy and was already exhausted to try it for a fifth time.

A few others used ejiro’trick , some failing to get even one or sometimes the three bags over the line , as the senior colleagues laughed and jeered at them.

“Next!” the sergeant shouted as Olamide walked to the heap of the cement s, he took his shirt off and attempted his first which was unsuccessful ,
he made his second attempt mustering all his strength he could gather ,once he could wrap his hands around his first he began to walk as slowly as he could towards the line , he was sweating profusely which was making his grip more difficult to sustain thankfully he had gotten his bag over the line and then he made for his second , using whatever that was left of him he got hold of the bag but unfortunately this came with the loss of his balance as he tried to positon the bag on his chest , his lack of strength saw him landing on the ground with the bag landing on his chest .

Olamide’s pleas for assistance as the solid bag of cement landed on his chest was quickly responded to by Ejiro and k2 who came to his help , once he was up he had the decisions to make , raise his hand and fail his first test or continue even with the pains he was now feeling in his chest cavity.

He made his way for the second bag again , took a deep breath and got hold of it , his chest seemed to be lit on fire with pains but for that moment he ignored , his second attempt came as a success as he breathed dangerously while he slowly and painfully made way for his third , again he had the third but this time he managed to set the solid bag of cement on his shoulder and once more made the walk over to the line , he was finding it harder with each step to breath properly somehow his chest seemed to be taking on the weight of the cement ,he could hear a few cheer for him as soon as he got his first feet across the line just as he went to the ground unconscious; he had passed out.

CHAPTER ONE: WELCOME TO THE MILITARY

The Bus tilted to a halt around the junction , as soon to be military trainees began to wonder what was happening.

“Come on , we get any mechanic inside here, make the person come join me for outside here fast fast” The driver in military camouflage starred at everyone as soon as he got out of his seat.

Three hands went up quickly , signifying their interest as the driver picked two of the three and quickly disembarked from the bus.

“Na wetin person no go see” Dayo said as he rebalanced himself again once he had dropped his hands down, somehow everyone could communicate what he meant by those words.

“hahaha guy no worry jhare, we go still hit kano sharp sharp , shey dem den come down na , dem go set the bus in order before you can say MILITARY” Abdul remarked who was just a seat from dayo’s own.

“Oya , make we just dey introduce ourself for here , we all na brothers we don be by military force ,my own name na Ejiro Martins alias Viper” Ejiro said , the tall slightly built in frame had theis wide smile on his face as he introduced himself to the other forty three applicants.

“You my guy , your mama forget to name you name?” Ejiro said as he tapped Olamide who was caught off guard from his sleep at the moment.
“Eh, sorry I didn’t get that?” Olamide asked as he starred confusingly , having woken up.

“Sorry I didn’t get that , abeg na which of that be your surname ?” K2 who had introduced himself as Kelvin Obi asked sending a few who caught the joke rolling with laughter.

“Make all of una come down fast , we go push the bus small make we take start am!” One of the two who had joined the driver came on board to report the situation.
“What, do we have to push the bus?” Olamide asked Ejiro who ad already gotten up in high spirit as much as the others.

“No my guy , we need to romance am to bed, my guy come and serve your country jhore” Ejiro said again as he laughed his way down the bus with others , Olamide sat their for a second or two before joining the others outside , he wondered why everyone was so eager to participate but then again they were all boys , young men who perhaps wanted to show a little of what they could do, Olamide rolled up his sleeves and his military trousers too.

“Oga , no be war you want go find oh so take am easy , this one you dey raise everything go up , you sure say you no wan put the bus for shoulders?”
Again another remake from K2 sent a few laughing who stood by ,ready to begin the push as soon as they were commanded.

“Oya make una push!” came the order as they began the push , they yelled and jeered at each other who they felt wasn’t doing his best ,one of the few trainees at the end of this jokes and remarks was Olamide who was sweating more abnormally than the others.

“oh boy , this guy don turn swimming pool now now oh , who get bucket here?” Kelechi asked another slim loud mouthed trainee that was also good with making jokes.

They cheered as soon as the bus kicked in , each celebrating the other in the best way they could before alighting into the bus again , to continue their journey.

Three hours clocked quickly as the bus was in a lighter mood , those who sang were joined by others and those who told their stories ,personal experiences and obvious reasons for joining the army thrilled the others before the driver once more announced their arrival at the army training camp, the location was deep in the heart of the state of kano with little or nothing surrounding it , a long stretch of bad roads and bushes surrounded the army training camp , though a bit late , the trainees seemed excited as they disembarked with their bags down where a soldier who introduced himself as Sergeant Nwosu told them to wait for further instructions outside the military camp.

It took less than five minutes before three other military personals joined the sergeant after which the sergeant gave a command to the trainees to stand in lines of five.

“Good evening soldiers in training , my name is Captain Timothy Obikwe by my side here with me is sergeant Boris and by my left is Sergeant Azeez and he over there is Sergeant Nwosu now before I continue …..” he paused for a bit as he paced to and fro the space before him as the sergeants and the trainees watched.

“..before I continue , I want you all to turn your backs and look at the transport by which you came here …” he paused as the trainees did as he said.

“this bus will be conveying a lot of you who will make the transition from a trainee to a solider at the end of the first three weeks of your training so if you know that you have a wife at home , a family that probably swore to disown you when you decided to form hard man and come here , this is your opportunity to return back with your bags , all expense paid trip to the very bus stop where you were picked” The captain made no jokes about this , his face communicated more of his words than his voice as the trainees began to murmur a bit.

“alright , I can see we made our decisions before coming down here , that’s good , that’s very good “ he nodded his head for a moment before he continued.

“I would like to welcome you all to the Domengi Boot Camp for military trainees , where boys are made into men and men are made into soldiers , you will be seeing this face of mine only at the end of the first three weeks of your training to congratulate those who have succeeded and passed and to congratulate those too who have wasted our time and resources in trying to make soldiers out of babies, now I will hand over to the sergeant Nwosu and Sergeant Azeez to continue form here” He said finally before he and sergeant boris walked away.

“we were duly informed of the little trouble you had while on your way but never mind that because there are still four more buses who are yet to arrive this camp so , now lets get down to business , if you have any contraband of any sort , drugs , weapons including the juju some of your parents or family members may have prepared for you on your way , I hope you an see that spot over there ..” he paused for a moment as he pointed his hand over to a spot where a few articles laid.

“take your bags down and empty them over there , we will conduct a search as required and God help you if I see any of the mentioned “ The Sergeant replied.

Both men had begun to search through the bags of each trainee, clearing them equally.

“Sarge, come and see oh…..” Sergeant Azeez said as he burst into laughter ; everyone immediately turned to his direction.

“..sarge, this one brought soup and dried meat form his village to the boot camp” the sergeant continued as he produced a transparent bowl tightly sealed and a nylon which contained a chunk of dried meat.
“what is your name trainee?” Sergeant Nwosu asked as he walked up to where the two stood.

“sir,my name is Olamide Adewale Junior” Olamide said a bit shaky and confused.

“Sarge, the boy brought correct grass cutter oh” Sergeant Azeez said again as he confirmed the content of the nylon .
“why do you have a plate of soup and dried meat in your bag, do you plan to poison….”

“..hah sir, no not at…..”
The sound of the knock took everyone by surprise prompting someone from the lines to yell something in his dialect as olamide felt his head was about to open or fall off.

“you do not interrupt a direct or indirect senior ,that’s strictly against principles and rules in the army, is that understood?” Sergeant Nwosu said angrily .

“Sir?” Olamide said as his head vibrated and expanded , he winced his eyes as a tear or two escaped ,even more was the numb feeling his head had developed almost immediately as well as the fact his ears seems to have been affected by the powerful knock his head had received.

“go to the ground and give me thirty !” Sergeant Nwosu said angrily again as he turned to leave, olamide went to the ground not because he was capable of even achieving a decent fifteen counts of press ups on a good day but rather for fear of inviting another powerful knock on his head which he feared may affect his brain.

He went to the ground quickly as tears flowed down his face , a bit disturbed by the reality that waited him once they got inside rather than the unfortunate choices he had made that led him straight to the military, he hoped his adrenaline for a moment would help him get over the pain and the fatigue and help him achieve the thirty count even more was the fact that other boys probably round his age were also watching , he had already received an unjust knock h, he feared the ridicule a bit more.

All of them had been cleared before the sergeant turned his attention once more to Olamide who seemed to be taking his time to serve out his punishment.

“what number are you on now?” the sergeant asked.

“sir,I thought you were….” Olamide halted his words , the pain still reeling to and fro his head was scary enough , he feared his inability to tell the correct number or lie about the fact he hadn’t been counting was more daunting now.

“…sir, I though you were counting…..” Olamide said slowly and painfully as a few trainees laughed their eyes out.

“hahaha so you thought I was counting …” the sergeant shook his head for a minute .

“..i don’t think you are going to last in here son, anyways the following weeks can either make you or break you or kill you its really not my business , now you are going to start all over a again from the count of 1….” The sergeant paused as another bus halted right in front of them.

“ …hmmm well you are lucky today, I am in no mood for such display of foolishness , sergeant Azeez will lead you all in, to get your forms signed officially, its getting late already so try and get as much sleep as you can , trainees without fail are to be up by exactly 4:30 on the dot , you wake 4:31 or 4:30 and a half you will dealt with by your training officer , is that understood?”

The sergeant said again as the trainees responded positively much too thrilled and excited to begin their journey as military trainees.

“Sergeant Azeez, take the soup and the bush meat to the senior quarters for the boys , am sure they will be happy to eat something other than madam nuri’s usual as for the bush meat you know where that one goes to, anyways welcome to the military boys!. The sergeant said finally in high spirit as he walked past them straight to the new comers.

“everyone in a single file behind me now!” Sergeant azeez sent the trainees scrambling to their feet as they quickly formed a single long line and began their long trek into the boot camp.

DOG DAYS SEASON 1 : THE RECRUITS

" TO SERVE AND TO PROTECT "




IS MAKING ITS DEBUT ENTRY TOMORROW


WRITER X IS BRINGING HIS SECOND BOOK ENTRY ON NAIRALAND , THE HIGHEST VIEWS OF BOTH DOG DAYS GETS ITS SEASON 2 TO FOLLOW.




"WE DONT BARK
WE BITE
WE DONT RUN,
WE CHASE
WE DONT FIGHT,
WE WIN"

the new recruits chanted under the cold rain with Captain Thunderface alongside his trusted koboko ready to descend on any one who was lagging behind.

"this is my story, this is how a young man with all the wealth he could ever had decided to pick the call to serve his nation, na who send me? "



THE RECRUITS SEASON 1 CHAPTER RECRUITMENT

CHAPTER 8 CHOICES



SCENE : IVY'S APARTMENT



Ivy opened her eyes slowly much to the ringing of Caleb's phone on the desk, it was then she realized she was in her room , she smiled softly he body still tingled from last night, her eyes fell on Caleb who walked into the room towel around his waist.

IVY : good morning sweetie.


CALEB : (comes cloSer to her and. kisses her) good morning beautiful. ( picks his phone soon as he realizes it's Castro)


ON CALL.


CALEB : what happened?

RE: (female voice) What happened was that your man's life was saved by me.

CALEB : who is this?

RE: just like you mystery man , a shadow figure another ghost who wants to take the association down.

CALEB : the association can't be taken down at least not by one person..


RE: oh so you think we'll not me any way this is not me debating about our priorities, your man got in the way of my job but he is fine really, I have him on a plane back to Lagos but just so you know you owe me and I will collect what you owe soon.

CALEB: hmm ,I see.

RE: you're not the only one with the smarts mystery man, there are alot of us out there you see.

CALL ENDS.



Caleb turns to ivy who is still in bed.


CALEB : your sister just called .




SCENE :CALABAR, NEW HOPE HOSPITAL


DOCTOR rushes in with a few nurses to discover the empty bed .


DOCTOR : where is the patient?

NURSE : sir I don't know, I came in only to find out that he was gone.

DOCTOR : that's almost impossible with an operation carried out just barely minutes ago he shouldn't even be up for weeks.




SCENE : LAGOS, MOSHOOD COMPLEX.


people gather at a scene where a corpse of a man along with a few things lay carelessly on the ground, a few are able to identify the victim.



MAN1: I saw it on the news, this is Elvis the Don , look at him properly.


WOMAN 1: very true, this must be him I wonder how he ended up here.

MAN2: it serves him right, you earn in blood so you must pay with blood, he has ripped all he has sowed.





SCENE : OKOKOH POLICE STATION



ON CALL


CALLER: we have a big problem

RE: what is it?

CALLER: someone is looking into the right places for answers.

RE: you know what you must do right?

CALLER: yes I do.




SCENE : ARILINK PLANE ON AIR TO LAGOS




two passengers who share seats amongst the rest seem to be getting along quite well.


CASTRO : so you really did all that?


SAMSON : oh yes, it was nothing really...


CASTRO : nothing (laughs ) no that's amazing, I wanted to be police back then but what do I know really (laughs)

SAMSON : (smiles) well my friend everyone has what he or she is meant or cut out for, you a software developer, me a police officer and all, we all have our purposes in life.

CASTRO : very true indeed good friend ,very true , life is senseless in a way you know , we wake, we try and figure out what to do, what to wear, where to go and the day is exhausted only for us to repeat it the next day ( laughs ) .



THE END SEASON ONE SENSELESS ENDS OFFICIALLY