Nena walked down to the end of the hallway till she reached the director's office. She walked in and took a seat.
"Good day director".
The director rasied his eyeballs slightly few inches above his glasses , puzzled at with the thought of what Nena was doing in his office.
"Yes ? Miss Nena" gambo spoke "what can I do for you?"
"Nothing in particular director . I just came for meet you officially. We haven't met on a personal note prior to the meeting and I just thought we should do that." Nena responded
"Are you serious? That won't be necessary"
"On the contrary sir, it is "
"Oh really?" Gambo replied as he laid back on his chair and folded his arms. Obviously , now intrigued with where this conversation was actually going.
Nena nodded at his question then he continued "enlighten me then miss Nena. How so?"
"Well, it's not of much relevance if you personally don't deem it so. The necessity of a
Friday the thirteenth of October; six months earlier, it was no surprise that it had been raining heavily at that time of the year. Everyday came with an even heavier sequence of rainfall and thunderstorms. This particular day was no different . Light ray flashes of lightening thunderbolts had been seen traveling from North to South ranging from both the East and west. The rain had been trickling down the drainage pipes on the rooftops to hit hard on the interlocked floor at the St Monica catholic Cathedral at south west Bariga, Lagos.The cathedral was a long withed building of relatively tall heights . it covered several vast acres of the land and was mostly found to be silent especially on days like this where the roads had been flooded In the city.On this day , two men had decided to use the serenity of this building to their advantage and chose to meet discreetly by 8:00pm at the cathedral. One of the men had been sitting on a bench originally from th
It was 7pm already. Nena had been driving for an hour nonstop now until she finally met with the regular Lagos traffic. She was disappointed although not surprised. She had lived in the city all her life and had been accustomed to their age old traffic. She had actually wanted to arrive home with the dinner she picked up from a Mc Donald restaurant outlet in the city. She was headed to Dani’s place and wanted to spend another romantic evening before she travelled back to Abuja the following day for the case on Lucile.She began reminiscing about the sex they had the previous night with Dani and was thinking she could re-create the whole scene again once she got home but there she was, stuck in the unpleasant Lagos traffic.She eventually got home, of course later than she expected but was only grateful that both she and her ride had made it home unscathed from the rough r road.She walked into the apartment and went up the stairs. She walked into the kitch
Nena had brought out the micro- waved food out to the dinner table downstairs after she had finished her glorious bathroom sex with her fiancée . she was now waiting for the young man to make his way downstairs and join her at the dinner table.“Dani!” she called out , expecting him to have made it downstairs already. He was letting the food get cold again and she didn’t like that, she was about giving another loud shout out again when she heard footsteps rushing down the stairs. Dani had been jumping several step blocks to increase his pace as he raced down the stairs. Nena even saw him jump right above the last three step blocks and landed on his feet at the the dining. She had always known Dani to be the energetic athletic.“please, do not injure yourself. If you had been down on time like I warned you to, you wouldn’t have to pull all these stunts just to make it down to the dining” nena said.“ trust me
Lucile had always been very reserved . she hadn’t much friends who came around to visit her much. So it was really a surprise that the only one who she was seen to be close with – Bayo Justice Madonna, would be attempting to rape her in her own home. Lucile had known B.J for years now as both their families had been acquainted with each other even before their birth . the lawsuit had really put a severing cut to the ties of friendship that once held both families. Ever since the alleged rope , lady Lucile had been isolating herself in her room for days without talking much to anyone. She just stared out of her window and couldn’t help but ponder between her thoughts . she had been wondering, trying to remember what have I done? Was it really B.J? Had I overeacted? She kept these thoughts circling round in her mind and she couldn’t help it anymore. Had father had ceased to speak with her for days now. Her
6: 15 am in the morning, the Murtala mohammed airport had been stack full of people already, as usual. it was usually difficult to meet up with any morning flights that went later than that time. It was equally difficult to have noticed Nena walk into the airport with so many people and Dani as well who helped carry her luggage , walking behind her.Nena was moving in such a hurry, apparently she was just a few minutes away from missing her flight.“Do you really have to travel today hon?” Dani said as they stopped to process the cargo aboard“yes darling” Nena replied “ like I told you before, we have another court hearing two days from now. Hopefully, a verdict would be given then and I would be done with this case finally”Dani’s face turned pale , a trick to mislead his spouse to think that he would be missing her dearly.“oh don’t be like that dani, I won’t be long this ti
The thoughts of how far this case had come kept moving back and forth in Lucile’s head.A voice kept screaming in her head. 'What have I done. this is an action you should have taken years ago. Not now'The voice kept on speaking.But I did feel him inside me. he had no right to do that. I never remembered giving him consent or a go ahead. Or did I?She was stuck in a state of delirium as she dwelled in her trance for a while until she was woken by the vibrations from her phone which had been ringing out loud for a while now , but obviously not loud enough to wake her from the trance in one ring.She reached for her phone and saw that her father had been calling , dropped about 4 missed calls already. She called back to know the reason for his previous calls she had missed. Apparently, the old man had been knocking on her room door and Lucile hadn’t been responding. She had her air pods on. She knew her fat
Flight 24 of the virgin Atlantic airlines now flew at an altitude of 356meters above sea level on route to it’s destination – Abuja. The weather had been associated with storms and a very cloudy atmosphere. The flight was only permitted to leave the airport because it was a local one that could take no longer than an hour at most, to complete.Nena stared out the window at the clouds as the plane managed it’s way out of a series of very violent turbulences. The experience had been terrifying, although this wasn’t her first time experiencing such a turbulent flight but something about this one left her very jittered as she remembered that she had so much to live for and this was not the right time to die in a plane crash.The flight had become stable for a while now and rays of sunshine were seen to be rising , tendering it’s reflections on the surface of the plane’s windows.She stared at the beauty and aesthetics of nat
Back home in Lagos, Maestro was fully busy at the warehouse. He had a lot of work to do in catching up on all the lost time that Nena’s unanticipated presence had cost him when she was around. He reckoned he had to handle the Nadia situation more closely as well as be more prudent with his future actions since he was now on a close leash from the NDLEA’s RICO investigation.He had driven straight to the warehouse and was welcomed by a series of questions and bad news from zeke – his loyal assistant“good morning boss. We have been expecting you since yesterday boss“I know” maestro replied “what’s the development“we had a situation this morning. One of our boys on the twenty first street downtown in Ikeja, was gunned down.“what ? who? “ maestro asked furiousl“it was. It … was” zeke stuttered with the respons“who zeke! Who!”
It was a hot afternoon on board the virgin Atlantic airplane fight 227. Lucile Johnson was seated in the first class section of the flight staring at the clouds through the window. She wondered how far long it would take before she got to Lagos. Nena had invited her over for the face identification Daniel cross. It was such a big news to her when she received the call from Nena Daniels, her aunt, confirming that the person who she was engaged to was indeed a criminal as she had earlier warned. Although it was sad that her aunt had to go through the trauma of processing the news of a cancelled engagement, she was indeed very delighted to see that the truth had finally come to light and Daniel was in her custody.Daniel, Someone who they had spent the last five years trying to find with all the resources her father could afford at the time. she indeed pondered on how Dani had managed to stay hidden under the radar all this while. Now, she had to see him for herself and believe it for r
The company outside of maestro’s building were getting noisier and noisier by the minute but was soon put to silence the minute the director put up his megaphone to his mouth and spoke. The large sound from the speaker overwhelmed the atmosphere of the whole compound as he began saying “maestro, we know you are in there. You are heavily surrounded. You can step out now with your hands behind your head and we can make this whole process easy for the both of us”.Apparently, Nena had called Director Gambo when she stumbled on the ugly truth that her lover and fiancée was the infamous maestro they had been looking for. Although, she left that part about her relationship with him out when she was giving him the details of her discovery. Everything but that little bit of information.She originally just asked the director for backup to the house address and didn’t agree to say what for until the director forcefully insisted and she realized she had no choice but to give him something. “m
Maestro retired to his apartment for the day, grateful for how the day had gone. The good news of Madinni’s execution had brought much delight to his heart. Now half of his problems were solved. All he had to do now was usurp the control of the distribution of product in her territory and still maintain order with the elders.He drove in his vehicle into the compound, pulled off his mask and stepped out of the vehicle with zeke by his side as they stepped into the apartment. The gatekeeper informed him that his fiancée was in the building and he immediately became nervous. He knew she had a spare key to the apartment but she wasn’t always fond of trooping in this regularly.Even if he was purportedly engaged to the woman, he wasn’t exactly comfortable with that especially now that he was about celebrating Madinni’s demise.He hurried up, thanking his stars that he was lucky enough to have removed his mask in his car.He was mostly fond of keeping it on these days, mostly because his
On the Lagos - Badagry highway, Nena’s Aston martin sedan vehicle was cruising on 150mph as she sped back home to Dani’s apartment for no reason in particular, except from the sole fact of clearing things up and making sense of everything she had just learnt about her fiancée.‘no it can’t be’ she thought to herself. ‘all these can’t possibly be true’ she thought further ‘dani may have done some wrong and rough things in the past but not this. No this is too much. I need to get home and try to make some sense of all these’.She finally approached the apartment and parked her vehicle just outside.She rushed into the building and up the stairs. Into the room. There was no one home at the moment so she decided to use the opportunity of the privacy to do something she hadn’t had the time to do before; For the first time in the duration of her relationship with Dani, she decided to snoop among his things.She ransacked the room starting from his wardrobe. She brought out all the boxes s
‘WE NEED TO TALK’ . Nena kept looking sternly at the message from Lucile on her phone. ‘ I had already sent her a photo of Dani, what could she possibly want this time’ she thought. She looked to director Gambo who obviously had no interest in what she had going on especially now that he had dismissed her and terminated her appointment on the task force.Moreover, he had more important things to worry about at the moment.The news about the interception of his team was devastating enough. At this point he was confused; this was a major setback for the maestro investigation. He walked with Jasper back into the interrogation room to further discuss their next plan of action after the unfortunate development. Nena tried to ignore the text from Lucile but then again, Lucile gave her a call instead. “goddamn it” Lucile exclaimed as she picked the call “Lucile dear, this is so not the right time for this. You should really call back later”.“oh no aunt, you should really listen to me th
The four horsemen had been a lifelong contract assassins that had worked for the BMA discreetly for years. They specialized in killings of high tier Targets . Maestro only contacted them on special occasions for special missions and this situation with Nadia Madinni definitely fell under that category.He couldn't think of a better time to call them than a time like this. Zeke who he had ordered to place the call had done exactly just that and sealed the deal with them.A man named Ivanovic had been the one to receive the call and transacted with him. Ideally, they were to pay their dues through the continental coin; a secret currency devised by the elders to aid the discretion of transactions for criminals in their community but due to his recent problems with the elders, maestro had ordered zeke to offer them payment in cryptocurrency.This new development was strange to the hearing of Ivanovic who initially protested at the proposal. He was afraid of getting into any trouble with
Up in his office, maestro stood quietly by the side of window with a glass of rum in his hands, slowly turning the 1965 scotch whisky around the meniscus of the glass as he watched his staff work ardently in his drug production facility.They had been working harder these days to keep up with the high demand in the streets. A demand that aroused due to Nadia's to sudden disappearance. Ever she was apprehended a void was created in the market and maestro took the opportunity to fill in that void.there were no longer restrictions from the Elder's who normally would've rendered their objections by now. Apparently they had bigger things to worry about at times like this.Yes, times like this meant business was good for maestro but on the contrary, he did not feel good at a time like this. He was more worried about the danger that lay ahead now that he knew Nadia was about to slip up and expose his full working operation to the cops and to the whole world.He looked at all he had accomplis
Back at the police station. Director Gambo had been furious all morning. He had been trying to get a hold of Nena on the phone but she had not been available. He was even more furious now that he saw her walking into the building. ‘this lateness is unacceptable’ he thought to himself as he walked angrily to meet up with her. “where have you been” he yelled “I have been trying to reach you all morning. What is wrong with you, young lady”“I’m so sorry director. I am actually inexcusable today. I promise it won’t happen again” “like hell it won’t” the director revolted “This is unacceptable. I have had just about enough of your indiscipline. I am taking you off the case”“what?!” Nena exclaimed, obviously surprised at the director’s rash decision. She understood he was angry but taking her off the case made no sense actually.. she had contributed immensely to the progress of this case up till this point, or at least, so she thought. Nevertheless, it made no sense taking her off the
Lucile Johnson was in her bedroom when the message came into her phone. She reached for the phone on her bed and opened it up. It was the photo she requested from her aunt Nena.The photo of her supposed fiancé. She opened up the JPEG file excitedly but the image that appeared after the file had downloaded left her in utter shock. The face on the image was surprisingly familiar. This was a face she knew all too well and the shock she felt now was overwhelming. She quickly dropped the phone and buried her awestruck lips behind her palms. “oh my god’ she thought aloud “could this really be? After all these years? He has shown up again?” the questions kept on flashing through her mind as she remained astonished at the turn of events.This was a blast from the past, one which had come rather unexpectedly. “I need to inform aunt Nena” she thought, as she picked up her phone to dial her Nena’s number again.There was a beep at the ring, indicating that the line was busy. Lucile reached