The Chase

Written by Victor Olusa

Episode 1

    Abel Oliz alighted from the taxi, paid the driver the fare and glanced around the front of the large hall bubbling with several activities. 

Expensive black cars rolling in, catering buses parked at different points, the police vehicles stationed at strategic points in case of an attack. He also identified a few undercover agents blending with the crowd of normal citizens, keeping their senses keen, ready to stroke the trigger and waste some d*mn slugs on any criminal's chest. The men that alighted from their cars wore  red Tuxedo, but most looked more fanciful and expensive than his, while the ladies wore red gown. 

The Mayor's birthday party was surely a big one. 

He easily located the entrance, by just trailing his eyes on to where those dressed to kill for the event were heading to. 

Two heavy bouncers dressed in black stood at both sides at the entrance, stopping each guest and asking for an invitation card. 

"I don't even have an invitation card" Abel muttered as he stared around hoping to see whoever invited him. At least he knows whoever it is he is meeting is surely an Asian, thanks to the pronounced Asian accent of hers over the phone, when they spoke few hours ago. 

A hand wrapped around his muscular hand and immediately propelled it upwards, hooking it sideways to make it look like they were a couple. 

He looked beside to see an Asian beauty. An average height lady probably a Chinese or Japanese, dressed in a well styled tight fit red gown showing her nice curves, with the top part cut in a v shaped, exposing part of her cleavages, the lower part partly divided into two, exposing her sexy silky laps. Her cute oval shaped face was plastered below with a smile as she avoided Spencer's gaze.

"Good evening Agent Oliz. Stop staring at me and let's move!", she chuckled. 

Abel smiled and faced his front and both walked towards the entrance. 

Jenny flashed the invitation card at one of the bouncers, and they were allowed inside. 

Jenny removed her arm from Abel's own as they walked towards a vacant table with two chairs placed across it, Abel stared around, observing every little detail about the hall, from the undercover agents at strategic points, to the massively decorated podium, to the waiters serving exotic foods and drinks, and the important dignitaries that graced the event.

Abel sat down, adjusting the Cheap Red Tuxedo he ordered to sit well on his shoulders. 

A waiter came to them. "Good evening sir and ma. What may I offer?".

"A glass of Champagne will do." Jenny replied crossing her legs, exposing a fair amount of her sexy laps. 

"A glass of Scotch" Abel said.

The waiter nodded in response and scurried away. 

"So...Why am I here?" Abel asked impatiently. Attending an event was not in his schedule, and he couldn't wait to get out.

"I am happy you honoured the invitation. I am sure you have decoded the letter given to you this morning", Jenny said. 

"Glance through" she added, sliding a sheet of paper to him. 

Abel took the paper and read through. 

"The pictures of the three guys in that file, are the major suspects for now. Extract information from them, get to the bottom of these project. Find the set of private individuals sponsoring the project, and give us feedback. It's a simple mission"

Spencer slammed the light file on the table. "If it was that simple, you would have gotten another guy for this mission".

"The first guy in the picture is a Senator, Jack Daniels. For crying out loud, how do you expect me to even get pass the tight security. The second is the city's richest man, Victor Olusa. The third is the fu©king mayor that we are currently at his party. The beginning of this mission is suicidal." Abel calmly elaborated. 

"Says a guy who single-handedly took out a whole army of rebels in Congolese 10 years ago", Jenny replied with a little chuckle. 

"Abel Mordecai Oliz, 35 years of Age. Ex-Mercenary going with the disguise name The Merc and later joined the CIA. But resigned 5 years ago. Favorite color is blue. Lost both wife and daughter right before his eyes in the bus taking them to the airport for a planned vacation at Hawaii. Still haven't had his revenge, because he is yet to figure out who is behind the Assassination." Jenny elaborated with a stern gaze. 

"Champagne for you ma, and A glass of Scotch for you sir". The waiter interrupted, dropping their individual drinks in front of them. 

"I know those behind the kill. If I tell you, in return you offer your service". Jenny said.

Abel breathed out heavily, placing the elbow of both arms on the table leaning towards Jenny. 

"I am listening..But if I find out you playing me, I will stick up a grenade in your p*ssy", Spencer warned.

"I believe we are done here. The rest of the file tells you everything you need to know about the mission. Your account will be credited tomorrow morning. The mayor right here is your first guy, penetrate while the security Is loose."

"Don't tell me how to do my job. And you are yet to tell me who is behind the kill", Abel retorted irritatedly.

"Do half of the mission first, and I will tell you." Jenny replied, standing up from the chair, "Let's dance".

Abel stared at her for a second, and also stood up, taking her hand and they headed to the dance floor, which was almost filled with both young and middle aged couples Vibing to the slow song being played..

Abel's right palm intertwined Jenny's left palm, his right hand on the back of her waist, while her left hand placed on his left shoulder. 

They danced slowly, with good synchronised movements as they moved with the rhythm of the song. 

Both stared at each other and danced. 

"So Are you Single?" Abel asked as he slightly lifted his left leg up and moved it forward, with the right leg sliding sideways. 

"It depends." Jenny smirked. 

"On what?"

"Whether the guy asking is Handsome". Jenny chuckled. 

"Well, I am not asking for myself. I am just curious if an Asian beauty like you is in a relationship, that's all!"  Abel grinned. 

"Currently, I am single and not searching!" 

"Why?" Abel asked, moving his right hand lower. 

"Well my ex cheated and I dealt with him. The same with the ex before" Jenny said, leaning closer to him as  both their lips stood just a few inches from each other. 

"I see you are attracted to my lips". Abel Joked..

"I haven't kissed for about two years though. About you do me the favor of breaking the short lived virginity" Jenny whispered. 

"It's that not cheating on my late wife?" Abel replied with a stern gaze. 

Jenny moved more closer, pressing her boob's against his chest, and slammed her lips against his. Both tongues licking each other, exchanging saliva and lustful feelings. 

Abel reciprocated the kiss for a while before withdrawing. 

"I guess she wants me to move on." Abel said with a frown. "But I am still going to avenge her and my daughter's death."

"I ain't stopping you. Just multi task" Jenny replied. 

Abel was about to say something, before a Loud gun shot rang outside. The whole hall was thrown into panic, people scampering and scrabbling around for safety. 

"Oh sh!t!" Jenny muttered, releasing herself from Abel's grasp. They both ran outside and met a large crowd outside surrounding a particular spot. 

An Ambulance bus and several police vehicles drove In and a stretcher rolled out by two male nurses came out through the open door of the ambulance bus and headed straight for the Crowd.

"Clear way! Clear way!" An officer shouted, clearing the path for the nurses to move in.

Jenny and Abel maneuvered their way in between the crowd only to see the Mayor laying on the ground lifelessly in his own pool of blood, with a bullet stuck in his forehead. 

"The Mayor has been assassinated! I repeat the Mayor has been Assassinated! Secure all Parameters, do not allow any person, Vehicle or living thing to escape. Search everyone thoroughly." A higher rank officer said into his radio Com.

"According to one of his guards, it was a sniper that shot him" Another officer reported to the Higher ranked officer.

Abel and Jenny heard what the officers discussed.

Abel headed straight for the Higher ranked officer. 

"Get me a binocular!" Abel instructed. 

"And you are!" The officer asked irritatedly.

"Abel Oliz, Ex CIA agent". Abel replied firmly. 

The officer's eyes widened, his facial expression changed to a surprised one.  He quickly went to a nearby police car. And came back with a pair of binoculars.

Abel collected it without saying a thanks. 

He moved towards where the Mayor's dead body laid formerly, and stood in a straight line and looked through the binoculars, glancing around the environment. He stopped and fixated his sight at a tall Hotel building located About half a mile away. 

He threw the binoculars away, and snatched the key to the police car hanging loose from the gun holster of the Higher Ranked officer.

He knew better than to object. Which Officer haven't heard the name, "Abel Oliz"......The one man Army.....The ruthless Agent....The Battle Angel.....The worst nightmare to the monsters giving others nightmares. 

Abel ignited the engine, and moved the stick to Gear one. He was about to step on the Accelerator, before a Power bike Zoomed past him, with the rider's face covered by the helmet she wore, clad In a red gown. 

Abel shook his head and smiled, knowing who the rider was. 

He stepped on the accelerator pedal, trailing behind the power bike. He Hit gear 2, and the car moved faster.

He moved the stick upwards to the side, reaching gear 3. He caught up with the power bike and both of them exchanged gazes for a second. 

He brought the stick backward, then forward and reached gear 5 and the car zoomed past the Bike. 

In no time he arrived at the Hotel and was about to park when he sighted another power bike taking off, with a long black bag strapped to his back. A bag containing the Sniper rifle.

"That's my man." Abel mumbled with a smile. 

He stepped harder on the pedal and he trailed behind the power bike. He looked at his rear view mirror but didn't sight Jenny! 

He shrugged it off and pressed a button on the dashboard, activating the police siren accompanied with the blue and red light blinking at the top of the police vehicle. 

He reached for the Mic and spoke into it. 

"Red power bike, pull over! Now!"

The rider glanced back wards for a second, revving the engine and increase the speed of the power bike, attaining a speed of 300km/hr, increasing the distance between him and Abel to a  larger one. 

"Sh!t!" Abel cussed, stepping harder on the pedal. But the car didn't move faster than the already attained speed. He already reached the speed limit of the car, 200km/hr.

"F*CK Police vehicles" he cussed angrily, making sure not to loose sight of the bike as they sped and maneuvered in between various vehicles on the busy night streets.

The bike took a sharp turn to to the left, and rode in between a narrow alley, where a car can't drive in. 

"C'mon!" Abel exclaimed, stepping hard on the brake, stopping the car from crashing at the walls.

He reversed and handle the steering wheel expertly, the car drifting at 180 degree, before coming to a sudden halt, smoke emitting from the back tyres. 

He changed the gear instantly to gear 5, and drove towards a long wooden plank placed against the wall at a 75 degree angle. 

The car flew over and landed on the concrete roof of the building. He swerved inbetween household items and benches, with fowls and pigeons flapping their wings away from danger. He swerved towards the left and looked downwards, sighting the power bike below riding at a reduced speed. That short timed glance downwards made him loose focus of what was ahead. 

It was too late to step on the brake pedal, the car nose dived downwards from the roof, and crashed on the ground with the front of the car facing the ground. Windscreen shattered into pieces, the airbag popped out, but stained with blood already.

Abel lied upside down unconscious, with blood dripping from deep cuts on his head.

The power bike stopped, turned and rode towards the direction of Abel.

He stopped at a distance, brought  out a Smith and Wesson semiautomatic pistol, tucked at his back. He aimed it at the petrol section of the vehicle and was about to pull the trigger, when the sound of another  power bike from behind distracted him. He swiftly turned behind and saw an empty bike riding towards him, arising suspicion within him. 

He shot the front tyre of the bike, puncturing it with several bullets, the wasted cartridges falling to the ground. The power bike skid forcefully and crashed unto the walls.

He swiftly turned behind only to realise Abel wasn't in the car. 

"F*ck" he cussed angrily and was about to ride away, before sighting a red dot on his chest. 

"MotherF*cker!" Jenny shouted, laying low on the roof of the house beside, with a BARRETT M82 Sniper rifle in her grip, with her right index finger on the trigger. "Don't move! Drop your pistol, and alight from your bike, or I am going to blow your brains out!"

The Rider alighted from the bike,  slowly dropped the pistol in his hand.

"Now Remove your Helmet!" Jenny commanded. 

The Rider didn't budge, he just stood still looking up to the roof. 

Two gun shots rang in the air, the wall behind him was cracked hollow with two bullets stuck in it. 

"I ain't joking!" Jenny said. "Remove your fu*king helmet"

The rider hesitated for a second before slowly removing the helmet from his head. 

His long black silk hair dropped down. He had a smirk plastered on his face, with his eyes squinted, and his nose pointed. He had a tanned brown skin complexion. He sure is handsome with pink lips, that could make any lady want to kiss it. 

"Dante!!" Jenny gasped, with a shocked facial expression, as she recognized the face. 

Dante only smirked the more

"Guess you recognize this face dear!" Dante said. 

"This will be the last face you will ever see!!!" He added, swiftly bringing out a Glock 19 pistol from his back....

A loud gun shot followed his swift and quick action.... 

To be continued.... 

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