章 88: (Season 2)The Chase
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DEAR READERS, I VALUE YOUR REVIEWS AND SUGESTIONS. KINDLY NOTE THAT THIS IS MY FIRST WORK IN PROGRESS, I AM DOING MY BEST TO DELIVER MY STORIES AND AS SUCH, IF YOU CANNOT BE PATIENT ENOUGH TO STAY WITH ME AND UNDERSTAND MY STORY, KINDLY STOP READING. I SUGGEST YOU STOP THE HATE AND DEROGATORY COMMENTS AND RATHER QUIT READING THAN SPEAK BAD OF MY WORK. PLEASE FOR THOSE WHO ARE STILL WITH ME, I PROMISE TO MAKE IT WORTH YOUR TIME.
BOTH THE RICHARD, ALBERT, VINA, JUSTIN AND PETRA STORIES WILL CONNECT WELL AND MAKE A LOT OF SENSE IF YOU ARE PATIENT.
THANKS AND GOD BLESS YOU ALL*
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She walked briskly into the room, her big face very stern. “I guess there is a problem.” She said. Kacha sat up.
“What is wrong?” “Justin did not arrive the lodge.” She said.
“Why? I don’t trust that guy.”
“It is not about trust. I picked his signals but as you know, you can never break into his system.”
“What are you talking about?”
“He is communicating with someone and they are using it.”
“You mean he has another……”
“Justin has a phone with him so what he has is the reflected version. Someone is using the PDA.”
“What?”
“Yes and I think I can locate the place. It is less than thirty kilometres from here.
Justin is in Lokoja but…..” Kacha’s face sullen in thoughts.
“Call him.”
“You know he hates my calls.”
“Yeah. Let me call him.” Kacha called him. He called several times before Justin picked. “Why are you not in the lodge?”
“They found me.” Justin said. “I am on the run.” Kacha frowned.
“Addy got to you. I should have known this. I saw the sign.” He said and ended the call.
“I am afraid Justin is going to die tonight.” She raised her eyebrow.
“How?”
“Addy tricked us. They had discovered Justin.”
“So what is going to happen if Justin dies?” He shrugged.
“We must locate the PDA now. If we can get it, then the world is ours! That son-of-a-bitch was so secretive with it. I never knew he could ever let someone have it.” She nodded.
“Bas.” He called.
“Yes.”
“We are going right away. Get Daxy.” “I think I know who has it.”
“Who?” he said with excitement splashed on his face.
“His girl.” She said. “I know where she lives.” She said and went out with her tomboyish personality and intimidating huge body.
Justin was running as fast as he could, hoping the darkness would cover him, and he saw a few men fishing on the vast river.
“He is coming!” Petra said in agitation,” Run!”
“I am trying..” he managed to say, “I hope I make it.”
“You will! You must!!” Petra said while looking at the PDA.
He kept running, his shoes making clefts in the sandy wet ground, the wind brushing his ears as he penetrated the wind, imagining Petra, the girl who came to identify love for him and made him see a side of life he had never imagined.
After only a few months with her, his life had been transformed, and he wondered why she hadn't appeared sooner. However, destiny was unbeatable.
He wanted to live and be with her now. He desired the opportunity to discover who he was, solve the mystery, and live a normal life.
He was running, and despite the fact that he was running out of stamina, his desire to live kept him going. He moved, then...... Bang!! “Ahhhhhhh!!! " As the bullet struck Justin, he screamed.
He stumbled and fell, rolling on the sand before rising again. Petra was unable to yell. She heard the gunshot, saw him scream, and then saw him fall.
She noticed him running towards a cliff, now staggering and moaning in pain.
"I'm not going to make it," he said grimly. "Destroy the PDA." Miss Sunshine, please accept my apologies. "I-I wanted to come back to you..." he explained.
She noticed him on the cliff's edge. "I love you...pray for me." Never forget about me. Thank you for being the only love I've ever known....
"After removing something from his phone, he threw his phone into the river." He couldn't let them have it. He knew he couldn't get away from them.
One of the thugs was still talking with Addy on the phone. "There is an issue. It is far too late. "One of the boys just shot him," he said as Justin fell off the cliff and into the river, his body being washed away by the river flowing.
Petra sat motionless for a split second. She couldn't move and couldn't tell whether her heart was beating or not. Everything appeared to be motionless, as if the world had frozen. The signal had vanished, and where had Justin gone?
Then she began to hear her heartbeat, but it sounded like yam pounding. She was just trying to blend in, to convince herself that everything was a nightmare.
She wanted to believe she was still sleeping in her bed and that what she was seeing was an illusion. But his image occupied her mind.
The always cheerful and amusing young man. Those brown eyes, his cosmic smile, and his jokes. Did he just abandon her? Was Justin the one who was shot and fell into the river?
No! Then reality hit her like a gust of wind. Everyone in the house was startled when she let out a sharp scream.
The scream startled not only the house members, but also Bas, Kacha, and Daxy, who were leaning against the house's fence.
"I think Justin is dead," Kacha said quietly. "And she has the PDA. "Exciting news."
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To understand what has been going on, it is imperative we go back to the day the huge tomboy approached Justin after he left Petra and Mercy at the boutique.
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FLASH BACK..
“Listen to me you schnook! I must talk to you.” She had said. “I told you my wife is in the labour room and if you are one of my mummies, then congratulations, you are going to be a grandma.”
He turned to leave then gave a hard stare. “Don’t try to throw something at me or else……….” His face became a mask of horror, “I will run away.” She had to laugh.
“Okay, Mr. Clown. You ain't got nowhere to hide.” She said.
“Don’t be a bitch.”
“I won’t. You got that title already?”
“What?”
“I said you are a swell and don’t try any bullshit. I am good at sprinting.”
“Now let us talk about the micro-chip era!”
Justin felt a bang in his head. What did she just say?
“Who are you?” He asked.
“One of your unusual mummies” she said.
“We have a lot to talk about. Your wife’s labour can wait.” She smirked.
“You can call me Bas.”
“What offence did you commit to make your father give you such a name?”
“You swine, it is Basero.” She said.
“Basero.. hmmm if it still means “insight” or “perception”, then I still feel it is a wrong name for you…”
“What? What did you just say?”
“Just a compliment.” He said. “Bas!” She grimaced.
“I don’t think I have a sense of humor.”
“Do you have any other sense?” “I will smack your face if you dare insult me again.”
“Now she can’t even understand a simple statement.
I asked a simple question. Just say yes or no, simple.”
“I hope you have not forgotten what I said about micro-chip era.”
“I haven’t. I was hoping you have forgotten. But how did you come up with such a word. I guess you are onto the wrong person. I am in the production department and I don’t deal with micro-chips. I don’t know it.”
“You must come with us now or else………the police would be all on you and The Spirit would be identified today.”
“Bas! You are my bad luck, hope you know that?” He said but deep inside he was shocked. How on earth did she come up with that?
“Come with you? Where?” he asked…
“It does not matter. You either come with us or the police will go with you.” He grimaced.
“Let us go.” She opened the back door for him and he got behind. She got back under the wheel and started the car engine.
There was a tall, dark and slim guy sitting beside her. He turned and gave him a smile. “I am Daxy.” He offered a hand.
“Correct man.” Justin said.
“No, chop knuckles.” Bas set the car in motion and they left. Thirty minutes later, she was parking the car in front of a small bungalow in a quiet part of Kubwa.
They alighted the car, she locked the doors then walked impressively to the front door. She knocked, waited before the door was opened after a click sound.
“Come in.” She said.
“Okay, Bas.” “What the hell is your problem with my name? fuc* you!” Justin turned at Daxy who was behind him.
“It seems she is in love with me.” “Hey, come in.” A thick voice said from inside.
They walked into the moderately sized living room, which was well furnished. There was a guy, who Justin saw as the male version of Bas. He was also very huge, brawny, and intimidating.
He wore a pony tail, side burns and low moustache with an earring on his left ear. The guy split his hard face into a grin and offered a big hand for a hand shake.
“Finally, he is here.” He said with a voice that sounded like ten bass bands synchronized.
Justin shook the hands, felt the strength then quickly prayed.
“I am Kacha, and that is my sister Basero. We are not twins if that is what you think. I am two years older.
The nigger there is Daxy. A real gee and I guess you gonna like him. I am delighted to meet you Justin. Please sit down.”
“Thank you.” Justin said and sat down. Bas sat on a sofa, her face as hard as diamond. Daxy was more of a placid guy, with a pacific expression.
“What would you like to have? Beer, wine, ans cidar, Vodka, gin…….”
“BKT.” “What?” Kacha frowned. “BKT. Burukutu.” Kacha looked at Daxy.
“Never heard of that.” Daxy smiled. “It is a locally brewed alcohol. I guess he does not take alcohol. My man seems to be a master jester.” Daxy said.
“We don’t have such things though. Soft drink?”
“No thanks. I only take tsimi.” Justin said.
“Tsimi?” Kacha shrugged. “Well, I am sorry my sister is not too friendly. She have made you look like a foe. You are a friend indeed. I will go straight to the point.
We are a family. We were born and brought up in USA but relocated three years ago. We cover Africa. We lost our parents a long time ago so we had to survive and been with the family has been good.
I hope you know what I am talking about is strictly confidential? If we fall, you fall but it is very difficult for us to fall. We are highly connected and powerful.
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