Murder Inquiry is a crime fiction, whose plot is about Edwin Wolfgang, a rich New York based banker, who gives out loans for which he accepts artworks as collateral, but kills his customers before they are able to pay back the loan. And a FBI agent attached to the New York field office, who's charged with the task of bringing Mr Wolfgang to book. The story is set in three cities, in three different continents, and is full of twists and turns from the killing of Wolfgang's last two victims, up to his eventual arrest.
View MoreLAGOS, NIGERIA.Danny woke up at some minutes past eleven, he had woken up long enough to switch off the alarm, on two occasions this morning.He got out of bed, and began to do a light workout. He caught a whiff of coffee while he did his pushups.After working out for ten minutes, he went into the bathroom, where he brushed his teeth, and washed his face.He walked to the living room, and met Scott and Pat having coffee and scones.“Good morning boss” the two of them said, as he walked into the living room.“Good morning guys, have we gotten any phone calls?” he asked as he took his seat on one of the armchairs in the living room.“Yes boss, we had one from DOJ, they said they are already in advanced stages of the extradition process, they also said that they have informed the marshall corps, and a plane is on the way already” Pat said.Scott poured him a cup of coffee, and
CHAPTER Twenty-Five24TH January, 2009.NEW YORK CITY, USA.Steve Cummins woke up at five in the morning, he had quite a lot of things to do that morning. First he and his boss would have breakfast together in the little Italian restaurant in Queens, like they always do the morning after a killing.He got out of bed, and did a few stretches, before going to the bathroom to have his bath.He sat under the tub for quite a long while, allowing the hot water to cascade down his body, while he thought about the operation that took place thousands of miles away the night before, and how they would recover the paintings and sell them at the artfair in Rome.He was sure that the operation had been a success, because Rodriguez had never failed to carry out any assignments they’d given to him, hence his decision to transfer the remaining fifteen million dollars immediately after the operation.He thought of the fair in Rome,
Chapter Twenty-FourRodriguez and the rest of his team stood around in the sitting room of their suite, getting their ammunitions ready for the operation.They had swept the suite earlier, but they could not find any spying device, so they had decided to stick to the theory that the couple only found out about their maid being an accomplice, and about the spying devices installed in their home, accidentally.Rodriguez had shrugged, and had told them they are better equipped than the police, so even if the police know about the planned operation tonight, they would not be able to do much to stop them.He loaded magazines into his M4 rifle, he had earlier put two 9mm Glock pistols, each with a silencer screwed onto it, in a pouch on each shoulder, he also put a six inches knife in a holster built into his jean trousers, he then took a pair of night vision goggles from his suitcase.After arming himself, he put on a Louis Vuitton jacke
CHAPTER Twenty-three“Boss, it seems like the gang members are beginning to suspect that they are being spied on” Pat said.Danny shrugged.“Well let’s see how it goes, we would continue with our plan, and hope they don’t change their minds” Danny said.“So have you gotten the Police on board?” Pat asked.“Yes they are on board, and we would be on ground with them, you would have to stay in the hotel, and wait for the gang to make their move” Danny said.“Sir, what if they sweep their suites, and remove the devices like they wanted to just a few minutes ago?” Pat asked.“Don’t worry, we are using a passive surveillance device, so there’s no way they can find out if they are being spied on, because there’s no spying device in their rooms, so even if they sweep their suite, they would not find anything that can point t
Chapter Twenty-oneLagos, Nigeria.Pat watched as the car the gang were in turned off the road to join the other side of the road heading towards Ikorodu road, he wondered why the occupants in the car in front of him decided to change destination. The driver of the taxi too turned off the road and followed them, making sure that there were two cars in-between them.He decided to find out what the gang members were up to, before calling his boss. They merged onto Ikorodu road, and drove on, in the direction of the third mainland bridge.Suddenly, the car they were following veered off the road, to a side road. Pat’s driver followed and they kept going till the gang’s car stopped in front of a store.“Keep moving” Pat said, as his driver attempted to stop.The driver drove further down the road, and parked about one hundred and fifty metres ahead.“Turn the car around” Pat said, and the driver
Chapter Twenty-One22nd,January 2009.Lagos, Nigeria.Hadiza woke up at 6:30am, she needed to sweep the compound and prepare breakfast before everyone else woke up.She went to the store to get the broom, she also took the small camera from under her bed, where she had left it the previous night.She walked out of the house to sweep the lawn, which was as it usually was, littered with fallen leaves from the trees lining it.It was a very cold morning, and she shivered as she swept the lawn.She finished sweeping the lawn ten minutes later, and decided that it was now time to plant the first device.She walked back into the house, and looked for a stool, she looked around to see if there was anyone nearby, when she was certain that no one was coming, she climbed onto the stool and fixed the camera onto one of the chandeliers in the living room, she also wiped the chandelier.She returned the stool back to where sh
Chapter Twenty21st , January, 2009.Lagos, Nigeria.Danny’s flight touched down at the Murtala mohammed international airport at 8:30am. After retrieving his luggage, and clearing customs, he walked out of the arrivals hall to meet his friend and colleague Paul Watson waiting for him by a SUV, with and agent standing behind him and holding the door to the backseat of the SUV open.After exchanging pleasantries, they got into the car, and some minutes later they were driving through the early morning Lagos traffic, to the hotel where Rodriguez and his partner had lodged in earlier.“Rodriguez and his lady companion landed yesterday morning, some agents followed them to a hotel somewhere in Ikeja, they said there was another man with them who had received them at the airport” Watson said.“That means they have accomplices here in Lagos” Danny said.“Yeah I think so too, what do you plan to do
Chapter Nineteen19th January 2009New York City, USA.He woke up six hours after he slept, and took off his pyjamas, and went to the bathroom to have his bath. He was fully awake by the time he stepped out of the shower.He opened his closet, and selected a black suit, with matching black shoes, he checked himself in the mirror, he looked like an ideal FBI agent, just like every other day. He picked up his briefcase, locked his front door, and set out for the office, he would not be visiting the gym for the next few days, not until he had gotten enough evidence to make sure that one of the biggest and richest criminals in the city of New York spends the rest of his life behind bars.He got to the office quite early, just like the day before, and started with updating his report, before moving on to other activities.He constantly communicated with the agents he had on the field, who unlike him, barely slept for more than two hours
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN18th, January 2009.New York City, USA.Andrew woke some minutes before 7 am in the morning, he had spent most of the night thinking about the task that has been assigned to him, although it looked simple the night before when Rodriguez was giving him instructions, but he still had a feeling that things were going to go wrong. He got out of bed and walked into the bathroom to have a quick shower, before dressing up in the priest’s robe Rodriguez had given him the day before.He sighed as he put the robe on, wondering what he would do if he gets into trouble, he’d decided the night before to take silenced pistol along with his knife, so that he would be able to defend himself when things go murky and he’s outnumbered.“I’d rather die fighting, than let myself get arrested” he muttered to himself as he opened a side zip in his suitcase, and brought out a 9mm beretta 92F pistol from it, he put the p
Chapter One10th January 2009Lagos, Nigeria.It was 1am and Biola Johnson sat at her table, in her bedroom in her palatial home located on Osborne road in Ikoyi, a highbrow area in the city of Lagos.She sat at the table studying the loan deal she signed three years ago, an activity she’s been performing at about the same time everyday, for the past three months.It was a chilly harmattan morning, and even though she had all her windows and curtains closed and her socks on, she still felt the cold all over her.This particular hamrmattan period was the worst she had ever witnessed in her entire life. It seemed as if the cold enveloped her and seeped through her body like a penetrating liquid, making her shiver badly like a leafless tree in the middle of a storm.Apart from the harmattan, something else was making her shiver-the document she was studying. At the time she had applied for the loan from Edwin Loans, a c
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