Ronald
Here was the joy, that some people actually missed him, thought of him, and loved him.
Chinny had literally jumped on him and Uche, for the very first time in his life, hugged him.
Scorpion, who’d just been standing at some corner couldn’t help but smile at how happy they were. He’d been reluctant about the whole thing, but now he was okay.
He only had a few more hours to spend in Nigeria as his pilot had confirmed he was already set at the airport awaiting their arrival so they could take off.
But he didn’t want to and even scorpion saw it. He was happy. Very.
They’d laughed and laughed about lots of things as Uche would tease him about his new appearance, his beard! And his well pronounced pink lips against a fair skin!
They even ended up strolling into their former class, Goldstar (yellow), with the white lights completely illuminat
MaggieIt was thick darkness. Only the sound of the rustling of leaves and creeping night insects could be heard.She glanced at her wrist watch, it was 9.02pm. But she stood there at the center of the large compound of St Patrick's Catholic church waiting, standing in front of her white Mercedes Benz, waiting for her meeting with the Medusa demon - the Vampire.They were two minutes late to the meeting, one she had arranged risking her very existence.The Vampire had contacted her demanding to know her status with the location of Fisheye. She had told them that she didn't have Fisheye, but she had something better - the flash drive! Hence, she set the meeting point and time.All her being yearned just for the Vampire! For Revenge! For justice for her daughter Rose!Her rape was the beginning of her downfall, after it her life was never the same ag
RomaShe ran as fast as her feet could carry her carrying her long sniper bag where she had packed in her sniper and shouting;"Maggie!!" "Maggie!!" in fear! As she ran towards the center of the field.She had gotten Maggie's signal from the roof of the Catholic Church where she was well positioned with her sniper near the church bell.She had counted the men, they were four in number. She could take them all out in a go because the range wasn't too far.She had waited and switched the view into night mode, awaiting her signal just before ..."Maggie! Maggie!!" she called as she got to where Maggie was trying hard to keep standing.She had been shot twice around her lower abdomen and her hands were still there trying to put pressure on the bullet wound."Maggie listen to me, you've got to stay with me, do you understand?" she said grabbing Maggie in
EPILOGUE: ... it is still with a heavy heart that I, Chris Ronald, write to you, The United Nations. For the sake of the very lives that have been lost so far in this fight, this struggle for a sovereign state of Nigeria. I still fight, with only one hand and one leg. I refuse to remain silent. Please fulfill the promise you made to my late brother, Chiadi Okorie, the Fisheye, who gave his life in service for this purpose. Avenge us, I beseech you. Avenge Nigeria, for all our sakes. For I, only I, and a few others are still well and able to carry guns to go out into battle against Medusa. But if I go wit
ChadHe looked up to the deep blue color that embraced the clear evening sky as the dry harmattan weather of the Nigerian December descended on him and he inhaled deeply, smiling at the memories it brought him.It had been seven years since that cold night of a thousand events and boys were now grown men.He marveled at how much he had changed since he left the country years ago and how one eventful day had changed the course of his life forever, changing even the good to somewhat mediocre, it's all life; life is the funniest joke in all of history, he thought.He inhaled the humid air again with his eyes shut this time and it had that stink of corruption, insincerity, and dust lurking somewhere behind the humid odorless mess. He smiled because that was truly the smell of the home he knew, Nigeria, in all her glory.
UcheWhat did he mean by the question "what?”Chad had always been a smart ass right from those good old high school days. He was the role model then, the "good student", athletic and cute with those 'mickey mouse' glasses.Well, he was definitely not the best in terms of luck.Why would he come back at this time? When It's all fucked up."Well, I am fucked up too" Uche thought.His life had taken another turn after that fateful night and he was not to blame for it because he had just seen and experienced what many people spend their whole lives not experiencing together - love, fear, and death, all three in the same
After an hour of driving, they finally got to the city, the big city it was, big indeed.How long had it been since Chad last entered it? It was past 10pm and people were still moving about like it was 9am.The street lights were yellow and the buildings tall. The people were busy, as always, selling everything! with lamps and rechargeable touch lights. Hawkers running about with their goods in their hands, as agile as ever.The city was alive, as always. It brought back memories too, memories of how the three of them used to trek long distances just to get to the 'aboki' man's kiosk where that 'abacha' and 'boleh' women always were.They loved 'abacha!' - the African salad. And the way the woman used to bring them back every day with her magic 'abacha' was a mystery.The spice was so traditional and hot, mixed with that tasty 'ogbe' and lots of veggies and pepper.The roa
ChadHe could hear himself breathe weakly and gently, his senses were coming back to him.He didn't know where he was though, all he could see was a bright white light shinning into his eyes.He could perceive that mild antiseptic smell that was peculiar to hospitals, he hated it.Soon everything became clearer, the sounds became sharper. He felt so weak and tired and didn't even know why.He couldn't move for a while but although all he saw and heard was not clear yet, at least he remembered.He remembered the last thing that happened - he fell! And didn't know what Happened next.But here he was, lying on something soft in a place smelling like a hospital."Where am I?" he heard himself weakly speak."Husshhh..." he heard some feminine voice say. He felt some soft tender palm touch his hard hand.*
Maggie.She pressed the button as her white Mercedes Benz responded with a beep sound signifying it had been locked.Maggie nodded in satisfaction. She had clearly done her job excellently again. She is 'the Calvary', hasn't she always been?Many years ago, after her lone six years old daughter died of cancer and her husband deserted her she had dedicated her life to working for the Olukoyes. She literally owed the family everything she had and was.She had always been a petty street hacker living off people's carelessness. She used to somehow manage to steal people's ATM cards, hack their passwords and steal money from their accounts.She basically did nothing much with all that money. She would just use it to pay off all her debts because she was always in debt.She was an addicted gambler and would always loose but, was it not the environment that suited her hustle?