Chapitre 84: Revealing Justin: Love & Hate
"Gwen found the beeps."
"She's going to say something."
"She is now settled."
“Dead?”
"What do you expect?" Van, I'm going to lay it down. She is longer going to be bothering us." He snorted like a pig and said.
"I'll reach out to Tiger 606." I hope this is an incorrect information."
"But only he knows the EBM code." "I'm terrified."
"We should be. The sky will shatter. But Tiger 606 got him."
"Oh, Holy Mary!" "Maya, get ready." He hung up the phone and stared at the computer in front of the dead girl.
He deleted some files, removed the hard drive, and then exited quietly.
"Gwen just collapsed. Come clean up the mess before anyone notices." he said into the mouthpiece as he exited the Organization's secret building, .
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PETRA AND MERCY POV
"What a happy coincidence!" Mercy stated on the phone. "Are you going to apply for SWEP (Student Work Experience Program) in their place?" "I was completely shocked."
"I suppose Father is unaware Justin works there; he could have made them change it." Petra stated.
"I hope he never finds out." She stated. "At the very least, I'll see him every day."
"Do you mean he's stopped talking to you?" Mercy inquired.
"No, but....he no longer comes to my house." Especially after what they did to him. And I won't be able to visit him at his residence."
"Petra, you're so in love." Mercy gave a soft smile.
"You can say it over and over again, my dear." They laughed.
"So you've had a chance to see more of him now."
"Yeah, despite the fact that he is a distributor and rarely stays around." But even if it's only for a minute, I'll be glad to see him." Petra stated.
"Are you certain about this?" Mercy inquired.
"How about that?"
"Falling in love with someone and seeing no future together."
"I'm not sure." "The more you fall in love, the more difficult it is to get out."
"Can't we just face reality?" Mercy inquired.
"That, dear, is reality. I can't stop loving him....even Mama loves him. She hasn't officially given me the go-ahead, but I know she has. I don't want to withdraw myself from this love."
"I'm not asking you to withdraw. "All I'm worried about is what will happen if your father decides to marry you off to someone else."
"He's not going to force anyone on me." With a frown on her face, Petra declared.
"Yes, but he has the power to prevent you from marrying the person you want."
"Until then."
"Okay, dearie, what if Father agrees that you should marry Justin? Have you thought about his financial situation?" "How can he look after you with his bread distribution?"
"He is entitled to two loaves of bread per day so with that we can survive." They both laughed.
"You're making a joke about it." Mercy stated.
"OK, I don't mind. Justin is not lazy or a slacker. We'll make it because he's only nineteen and I'm eighteen. We are not marrying tomorrow.
He still has room to grow."
"Can you grow without education?" Mercy responded right away.
"He has a GCE certificate and can continue his education; after all, what matters most is that you achieve your goals."
MarK Zuckerberg founded Facebook in a Harvard dorm room. Facebook was created with Harvard students in mind.
When it grew in size and popularity, he packed his belongings and moved to Palo Alto, California, leaving Harvard behind.
He is the world's fifth richest person and is still very young. Tom Hanks, Harrison Ford, and Tiger Woods all dropped out.
Bill Gates dropped out of Harvard two years after enrolling and went on to become the world's richest man. And you don't call them illiterates today.
It is not everyone who is determined to use a certificate to make it. Learn everything you can. I'm not saying we shouldn't go to school or that having a certificate isn't important, but don't dismiss or consider such a person who lacks a certificate a failure or non entity.
So, if anyone thinks Justin, my Justin, is a lazy slob or slacker, I say ntoooh, insha Allah..." Mercy burst out laughing.
“Ntooohh?” “Yes. As in a lolling tongue and widened eyes. But seriously, I don't give a damn what anyone thinks. I'm fine with Justin, and he brings me joy, solace, and satisfaction."
"At this point, I give up and offer you my blessings and support." Bring your head in..."
"Who are you blessing?" "When did we start becoming age mates?" Petra swung her car off the highway and up a boulevard.
"I'm sure my friend is in love now." Mercy stated. "And it appears that no one can do anything about it."
"Make a note of it, stamp it, seal it, and file it away as a theory."
“Whoa! Okay, I heard you." "Bye, dearie."
“Sure. My best wishes to..."
“Hayati(My love).” “Toh?” " I apologize for not telling you sooner. I've been calling him that for a long time."
"So you've been keeping this from me..."
"I saw you as one of those who were dissatisfied with the relationship. I know you're just trying to protect me and have your reasons, so please don't think I'm criticizing you.
"All I want is to be left alone to love and be loved."
"Now you have been giving the space you need to love. "I wholeheartedly support you."
"All right, baby, I think I'm almost there." My heart rate has already increased. "I'm going to see him."
"Just be cautious." Mercy stated.
"I am. Bye.” " Bye." She drove into the property and parked her car in one of the parking lots. She got out of the car, locked the doors, and walked into the administrative building.
A security guard gave her a friendly smile. "Are you the SWEP student, Miss Petra Usman?"
“Yes.” "The CEO has been waiting for you." He stated. "You'll be escorted to his office."
"I appreciate it." She stated. Another man dressed as a messenger escorted her to a large, palatial office where the CEO sat majestically.
She stood there for a moment, puzzled, as he smiled at her.
"What exactly is going on here?" With a frown, she inquired. "What exactly are you doing here?" He made a wolfish grin on his face.
"I am the CEO of this newly acquired business." Aazim exclaimed proudly.
"Greetings, Miss Petra Usman. I hope you have a good time on your SWEP here. That is something I will personally look into."
He flipped a switch and communicated with an electronic messenger.
"Please have my messenger deliver cappuccino." He stated. "Please take a seat."
"What is the point of this?" She inquired. "Did they bring me here because of you and Father?"
"Let's just say it's a complete coincidence." He stated. "Please take a seat, and I would appreciate it if we could put our personal issues aside and be more professional.
You have an important task to complete here. "Our report is significant." She moved reluctantly and sat in the chair opposite him.
"May I please have your letter?" She opened her bag, took out her letter, and handed it to him.
Immediately, someone knocked at the door and it was the messenger. Petra had never seen anything like it. The messenger's clothing was poorly sawn and oversized. The cap was similar to the paper caps kids made in elementary school, but it was so shapeless you couldn't tell if it was a face cap, beret, or bowler hat.
The word "messenger" was boldly written across the chest. He brought in a large percolator and set it down on the table.
"Many thanks, messenger." Aazim stated.
Petra was flabbergasted when she discovered Justin was the messenger.
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WALTER'S POV
Walter closed his eyes and felt as if he were falling from the sky; he could hear the wind, a roaring engine, a woman screaming, and he was clutching something or...someone.
He opened his eyes and returned his gaze to the debris. Aadila was almost certain he had fallen into the ocean.
Aadila, who was she? He recognized the name and she was present, but why? Parachute. Pilot. Allow him to go! Allow him to go! He smirked.
He was accompanied by a boy, an infant. What became of the boy? He began digging through the trash but came up empty-handed.
He checked again, trying hard to recall something that would give him a hint as to his identity. Then he noticed a small bag.
He took it, opened it, and discovered a small cradle inside. The cradle triggered some images in his mind.
He saw a woman holding an infant who was crying, and a man who was with her, smiling and kissing her. He examined his reflection in a shattered glass.
Was he the guy with the girl? Was that you, Aadila? What became of the boy?
Please hold on to me! I've got him! I've got the boy! Aadilaaaaa!!! She drowned in the sea. What about the boy? The pilot took off with the child.
A child in a cradle. But he couldn't recall where they took off or how he ended up in this country. What were they going to do? It was a private jet.
He remembered telling Dr. Mark about the private plane. That was before he noticed this. He carried the bag with him and placed the EBM inside. There was nothing else to look for.
He couldn't remember what the EBM was for, but he knew what it was. He had opened it subconsciously using a code, and something told him that the code was very private and important.
He walked down the hill and towards the sea. The bald-headed man and Maya were on their way to Bolivia, unknown to him.
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DR. ABBAS POV
Gajere sat near a tree, smoking a cigarette.
"Good morning, Dr.."
“Morning. "What did you discover?"
"I followed the girl, and she led me to a donut shop." I'm afraid she's your niece."
"Which girl?"
"This is my lead to the boy." I mentioned to you sometime about a family who knows him."
“Hmmm....” "The young man works there." "I believe it will be simple."
“How?” "Alhaji Jangfa purchased the property for his son, Aazim." It would be very simple to plant someone."
"They must be unaware of what we are up to." He stated.
"Just keep an eye on the boy. "I just want to make certain he has that mark."
"Doctor, I will." He stated.
"Have you spoken with Addy?" "Yes," Dr. Abbas replied. "He's in the know."
"Excellent, sir. Bolivia is a long way away."
"Now stop talking!" "I'll be quiet now." It's part of my job." Gajere stated.
"I believe I have an idea..."
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PETRA'S POV
It was lunchtime, Petra was walking beautifully, and men were staring at her. It used to mean everything to her, but not any longer.
She enjoyed being admired, and making her feel attractive was beneficial. Every woman desired that, but she was beginning to see things differently.
She noticed him sitting alone on a chair, away from the workers eating in the canteens.
Petra saw a man split bread in half, pour zobo juice and groundnuts in the middle, and munch.
What! Another person held the bread and compressed it until it was very dense and looked very small. He had Dan-wa'k'e by his side, and a tasty meal was ready.
Petra realized that this was a place where bread was enjoyed in a variety of ways. The men started staring at her. Whoa! What a lady.
"My guy," one of them said quietly to his friend, "this kind girl dey mess (do such a girl fart)?"
"How fine girl go mess (how can such a pretty girl fart)?" said his friend. "She only makes a mess when she chops bread." (She farts only when she eats bread.)"
A third man remarked sarcastically. “Idiots.” "Oh boy, money is good oooo ( oh boy, money is good).
"I heard she belongs to our new boss," I said.
The first man stated. "Dem say na SWEEP she come sweep," (They said she came to sweep).
What kind of subject would that be for ogba (what kind of subject would that be in university)? Wey fine girl go come sweep (inviting a lovely lady to come and sweep)?
The other two guys laughed. “Chai! Ado, you're not going to kill me (Damn! You will not kill me, Ado)." The second man stated.
"No be SWEEP na SWEP" (It's SWEP, not SWEEP). I'm not sure what the full meaning is, but e be like say na workshop something, something wey they do for university JSS2.
"Which one is university JSS 2 again (What is university JSS2)?" inquired the third guy.
"200 level." "OK, I get it, thanks" The second man stated.
"But I remember, when we lived near Ekpoma, it was mostly for school (But I remember, when we lived near Ekpoma University, it was mostly done in school.)"
"I for say na." Ado stated. "Oh, look at Belewu!" "E be like say she measure her steps, and you no se say e equal?"
“If you like no chop your bread, sit down dey look something wey pass poor man power.” Said the third guy.
"What did she find here, nah?" Ado inquired, his gaze fixed on her.
"Wait a minute, nah Justin, where she come o"
"Na lie." The second man stated. ” "Perhaps e want to send am. "Nah, Justin don become a messenger." The third individual stated.
“Chai! Person wey we talk say de don promote go distributor, come back to messenger with uniform like Captain Kolo's." They burst out laughing.
She sat down straight next to him. The way she looked at him, and the smile that lit up her eyes, radiated love and affection.
The men in the room were stunned.
"I've been searching for you." She stated.
"It was lunchtime, and we usually eat here."
"However, you're not eating."
"I had a wonderful breakfast..."
"That is not the case, my love." The way she pronounced the name was sensuous, infectious, and compassionate, making Justin feel a swirl of love that erupted like a blizzard, powerful enough to clear all obstacles.
"I know you're upset." She stated. "Don't be carried away by Aazim's childishness."
The more they try to separate me from you, the more I am drawn to you. You have the option of resigning if you are unhappy here. I'll come up with something to keep you going."
Justin looked at her with brio, affection, sensitivity, and glamour in his eyes. She loved and admired him more than she could express.
She had never felt this way about a man before, and she was afraid she would never feel this way again. She prayed for him to be the one she could call her own.
"I'm afraid I can't resign now." You are still a student, and your only source of income is your father. I don't think I could live on that. He said.
Aazim is determined to destroy me. "I was fired from my night job." Justin said.
“What?”
" Yes. Some materials were stolen, and I was called in. It had never happened before, and yet I was accused. Because the manager wanted to have me arrested, Aazim moved in.
How did he find out? Petra inquired.
He promised to pay for what had been lost, and he did so. I was now on the street.
He took me to a house and asked me to clear a room for me. It was formerly used as a poultry farm.
I don't have any savings. I had just paid off my debts, so I had to swallow my pride. I swept, washed, and entered the room.
He also forced his father to purchase this property in order to get at me. He fired me before offering me the position of messenger. I never told you because I was afraid you'd be upset.
He now believes I am totally devoted to him. But there is something he is unaware of. I wired and automated that place. I saw them steal the items.
It was organized by Aazim. I have it recorded and documented. If I wanted to, I could have electrocuted them. That is how I have been protecting that location. Anything weighing more than two kilograms is prohibited from entering without my PDA's notification, and I can control it from a distance of 300 kilometers."
“What? How? "Wait, what made you let them go?" Petra inquired.
"If I had attacked them with that kind of technology, there will definitely be questions." How did I do it, and what are my secrets? I have a history.
It was the micro-chip era, as I called it. Knowing the actual details will be detrimental to your health. I have something that will cause havoc if it falls into the wrong hands. Justin said.
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