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Episode 14

Eva stepped out of her room at a few minutes
to eight. She looked very pretty and sweet. She
wore a short red flowered gown which stopped
just above her knees. Below that was a tight
ash colored jegins which accentuated her hips
and brought out her bum. She looked good.

She walked into the sitting room and went left
towards the dinning. Shina was already seated
and he beckoned her to come and sit beside
her. There were two other men with stern
looking faces. She sat at the table and joined
the others as they waited for Sophia to arrive.

She came in at exactly 8am, looking fresh as
usual. She wore a pink silk shirt with stopped
just after her elbows. She was in a blue bum
short jean. Her ars3 was out of this world. Eva
found herself staring at Sophia’s hips all the
way from the door to the dining table. Sophia
got to her chair and Shina immediately got
up. The other two guys got up too. Eva joined
them. They waited for Sophia to sit first, after
which the rest followed suit. Each person had
his favorite meal already prepared and covered
in front of him. Sophia said a very short prayer
and opened the cover to her plate. Every other
person did the same. Eva concluded that they
all had to do what Sophia did. Eva was
amazed at what she had in front of her. She
had indomie in her plate. Not just any kind of
indomie but her favorite kind. It was
garnished with diced carrots, green pepper,
prawns and best of all two huge snails. She
looked at Shina with a wide smile on her face.

Shina nodded back at her as if to say “We
know EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU DEAR”. Sophia
had a small grin on her face too.

“Let’s eat” Sophia commanded. Eva could not
wait.

Colonel Giwa Haruna got out of his house and
walked to his garage. He had previously given
his driver a key and asked him to wash the
red Murano jeep, informing him that he should
get ready to drive him to Lagos. He was ready
in record time wearing a body hugging black
t-shirt and white loafers. He added a brown
‘kangor’ cap to the mix and was ready to go.

His driver started the ignition as the Colonel
approached the car. He got into the back
seat.

“Let’s go” He ordered his driver.

As the driver shifted the gear to reverse and
began to move the car, the colonel stopped
him.

“Stop the car James.” He said.

James stopped.

“Drive back into the garage.” The colonel
commanded. James obeyed.

When James was back in the garage the
Colonel opened the door and got out of the
jeep. He went inside the house, without saying
a word to James. In ten minutes he was out.

He had changed his clothes. He was now
wearing a pure white linen attire, with
matching trousers. He still retained his
‘kangor’ cap and loafers. He had a key in
hand. He walked to another car, a black 2003
Honda Accord and opened the door.

“I changed my mind. I will drive myself. You
can take the rest of the day off. I will call you
when I get back.” He said to a bewildered
James.

“Okay sir. Thank you sir.” was all James could
say.

James watched his ‘Oga’ drive out of the villa and into the dirt road that led out of the
premises.

He picked his phone, pressed and held 0 on
his phone.

“He decided to drive himself. I had planted the
tracker in the car he asked me to wash. He is
currently driving a black Honda Accord with
plates AA106SMK. It is a very ordinary and
plain car. His rims are alloy and gold plated.

He just left.” James said to the mouthpiece.

“Where is he likely to pass through? Challenge
or Sango?” Tawo asked.

“Sir, I cannot really say. His actions this
morning took me completely unawares.”

James said.

“Ok Agent James. Keep this up.” Tawo said
and hung up.

Tawo had been waiting a long time to take
out the Colonel. Tawo hated him because he
was the only one whom he could not figure
out. The Colonel was the General’s ward in
military school and loved him like a younger
brother. That was the only reason he was still
alive. Moreover, the Colonel had done The
Ghost Corporation a huge favor by taking
down a huge rival, The Marine Mafia and Drug
Cartel. The Cartel was loud and everywhere
and raking up the profits. They blocked
business for The Ghosts Corporation who
preferred to operate in the shadows. The
General’s gift to the Colonel for his effort was
his life. However, the General made sure that
the Colonel was being watched at close range.

They had place over fifteen different agents
around him in the past three years. Cooks,
drivers, fiancées, hookers, personal assistants,
and even family. They knew where he lived.

They knew when he had facial reconstruction.

They knew everything about him. It was their
job to know. Just in case a day like this came.

And that day had finally arrived. Tawo was so
happy his father, the General had entrusted
him with this operation. He had also warned
him in clear terms.

“DO NOT ENGAGE TARGET.”

Tawo was a very patient agent. He had a
strong feeling that a day would come when he
would finally conquer a worthy opponent.

Even though he could not still do anything
now, he was happy that the Colonel was
finally making a move. A very silly move. He
had initiated and planned the ‘scare’ at
Ahmed’s residence hoping that Ahmed would
contact his beloved Uncle. All was going
according to plan.

He went into his control room. There were
three touch screen plasma monitors on the
wall. Two trusted agents sat adjacent each
other decrypting codes and aligning
coordinates on keyboards connected
wirelessly.

‘Where are we?’ Tawo asked.

“We are currently monitoring the status of Iwo
Road and Ring Road. We are watching other
major areas Challenge, Sango and Apete. All
lights are green at the moment sir.” One of the
agents said.

“The situation is dicey sir. He is driving a very
common car and he is going to be hard to
pick out.” The second agent said, zooming in
on the images on the large screen.

“Which satellite are you connected to?” Tawo
asked looking closely at the screen.

“The Saturn-U134 sir.” The agent replied.

“Not good enough Ope. Merge the connection
between Saturn –U134 and Mecury-00A.”

Tawo said.

The agent did as instructed.

“Now, bridge them and merge their
transitions. Use the WSPTA protocol to rewrite
the imagery and log into all CCTVs, mobile
phone and every fuccking device that has a
lens and is in proximity. Launch a new
search.” Tawo commanded.

He watched intently as the agent obeyed his
command, moving his hands on the keyboard
in light speed and writing codes. After a few
minutes a new clearer map appeared on the
screen, different lines and route lined up the
screen. Tawo nodded.

“Parameters sir.” The agent asked.

“Begin Ibadan, End Lagos. Data ID: Number
plates. Content: AA106SMK. Database:
Vehicle Registration. Unique Search: Plate
Numbers.” Tawo spelled out.

Ope entered all the details swiftly and a red
button flickered atop the screen. A search
sequence was initiated and the screen began
to change in milliseconds. Images and images
flashed on one section of the screen while the
other screen had a small dot running around
in all directions on the map.

“Now all we have to do is wait.” Tawo said.

Thirty minutes later, the screen stopped
moving with a large rectangular box showing
a message: “MATCH FOUND”
“We have got a hit sir.” Ope announced,
hitting a key on the keyboard.

Tawo rolled his swivel chair beside agent Ope
and watched as a green dot was moving
slowly in the map.

“Zoom in on that.” Tawo ordered.

Ope zoomed in and they got the location of
the Colonel.

Tawo called Shina.

“The Colonel is about to pass through Mowe.

Set up your guys at the MFM area. This
should be as easy as taking a pee.” Tawo
said.

Shina hung up.

45 minutes later a black OPMESA patrol Van
was parked across the Lagos – Ibadan
express way on the route coming into Lagos.

The 3-lane road was now reduced to one as
men in military uniforms were stopping and
checking cars. Shina did not get down from
the Van but had given directions for the plate
number they needed. After a while the army
officer doing the search radioed Shina that
they had the car in view. Three cars away.

Shina was excited.

“Make sure he parks and do as instructed.”

Shina radioed back.

They motioned the black Honda Accord to
stop. They directed it to pull over just behind
the patrol van.

The man knocked on the door.

“Can you roll down your mirror?” The man
asked.

The mirror rolled down.

A young lad who looked like he was in his
early twenties was at the wheel.

The Colonel was nowhere in the car.


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