Capítulo 106: The Voyage
Justin logged into an American file and typed, Aminu Saminu. A lot of faces and profiles popped out but being a computer wizard, he found the face he was looking for within second. The face matched with Dr Abbas’s.
What? That was the name he used in his American passport. He was said to be a cleaner at Kimber’s Laboratories. A doctor? How come he was a cleaner? Okay, maybe he was not yet a doctor then. Justin searched for information about him and realized that he never attended a university for a day.
How did he become a doctor? And why Abbas Babangida and not Aminu Saminu? Justin went into Bolivia and searched, there was no Saminu Aminu there but there was Dr Abbas Babangida and to his surprise, the face that popped out was Dr Abbas. What was going on?
Dr Abbas was impersonating someone, a Dr Abbas Babangida. A cleaner up to the time he moved to Bolivia, and record showed that he stayed in Bolivia for just one year, working in a mortuary before he left for Nigeria. And he returned as a very rich man. News! Who was the real Dr Abbas? Why was he named Justin Abbas and Addy was impersonating him.
Wait! There was a code he found attached to his name in one of the secret files: Tiger 606. Tiger 606! Justin searched again and found that he left Bolivia with a woman whom he claimed was his wife and a son who was just a few months old.
That woman was not Aunty Adama, Addy’s mother. Justin zoomed the picture and took a good look at the cradle and realised it was his cradle. The logo was unmistaken and it was customized. He could not see the child clearly but he looked so white and the woman with him was black.
Justin recalled the picture of him being carried by a man in front of a dump site. He checked his archives and found the picture, he uploaded it and checked it in details. He was shocked to see that the man who held him was someone he did not really notice due to physical changes brought about by age and wealth perhaps. It was Alhaji Usman, Petra’s father!
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Justin’s discoveries had a limit. He discovered that he was brought into the country by Dr. Abbas who was impersonating the real Dr. Abbas. Justin felt the real Dr. Abbas was his father but there was no record of his mother. So he backdated his research and looked for Abbas Babangida. The real Abbas Babangida was a University Lecturer and researcher, who was married to an Arabian, both of them were said to have died in a plane crash in Bolivia. They died with their few months old child.
That was him! These were his parents! He felt tears in his eyes. So he had parents! He had people who loved him. He was not thrown away. But he did not die as reported, how come Dr. Abbas whom he would refer to Aminu from now brought him here to claim he was picked?
Why did he give his son a mark which he had? Justin had no answers to these questions but he was glad with what he just discovered. He was brought in for a purpose, the blood samples collected and sent abroad, the fact that he was seen as a target made it more confusing.
The journey that led to his current state started one day as he was hacking into one account he saw on Aminu’s site. Justin discovered that the account was secured by two hundred security system made by different computer experts and the account underwent constant security upgrading. This made it almost impossible to hack into the account.
Justin wanted to find out what was there. He did not have his OFA waved PDA so he had to use the radio waves. This was one of the most complicated systems he had ever tried to hack into using conventional system.
He had to use what was called Partitioning Cracking by grouping the security systems and this took him one week. On that day, he clicked into the account and broke in. Phew!
What was the account for? He was yet to begin exploration when he saw someone else click in. What? Who was this wizard who also broke into this account? Whoever it was got Justin scared. This could not be Bas. He had worked with her, he knew she was good but her prowess was not strong enough to hack into this account. Justin frowned, his jaw twisting.
The person just got in a minute after he did. Okay, he felt jealous now. This was his skill and was not ready to share. He faced the person. He opened a Thwarting Mode Dispenser and fortified the account walls, then made some manipulations and pressed ‘ tug out’. The person was pushed out and Justin quickly used a special root kit program which subverted the control of the person’s operating system. Done! He then sent an emoji with a stuck out tongue and one eyes closed.
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“ I got it!” a young girl, just seventeen years old, said excitedly as she sat behind a computer system. She was very beautiful, with oval face and sharp features. Within a second, about six men ran towards her. One of the men was a strongly built chubby man they simply called Pappy.
There was excitement, and celebration in the room with sophisticated machines and computers. These men were all computer experts but they all knew the young girl was one of the best in the world. She was an enigma. Her fingers moved round the keys with an incredible speed while applying complicated applications. After two months of serious work, she cracked and hacked into the account. Pappy was marveled. What was this girl? They called her Lena.
Then a minute after the breakthrough, she stopped celebrating and the men who were watching the screen paused. “Oh my God!” she exclaimed. “Someone got in a minute before me.”
“Jeez!” One of the men said, his eyes bulging out as they saw the movements.
“Who the hell is that?” Pappy asked. “ Can you get him out?” “Sure! He is also hacking.” She said and her magical fingers went into work. She had speed and that was a great advantage.
“The person has seen me.” She said, “He is trying to tug me out.” “Oh no! You have to beat him to it.” “I am doing that. I got L-5 root kit in play, transcending with zinoxer cruiser.
I guess he is On hyper connecting mode and that means I must fortify the walls then tug.” She said while her fingers did the things she was talking about.
“I am almost there….oh no, he got me! It was a second degree Trojan horse.” They saw an emoji with a stuck out tongue and a blink. She was blocked, pulled out and all her months of work turned into a debacle. There was a dead silence in the room. She felt tears in her eyes. She was angry, confused and tensed up.
“Get me the coordinate machine quick!” She shouted. She may just be seventeen, but the way she said it, and her skills made the men shook. A man ran and brought it. She connected it to the computer.
“I have just thirty seconds to do this! ” she said and set her fingers to work. That did not come handy either. The seconds kept counting down. Damn! 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1…… Click! She sighed.
“I got it.” she said. “ Latitude is 9.081999 and longitude is 8.675277000000051.” she pushed her chair backwards and got up angrily. “That is Nigeria! We must find this jerk!” she went out, and then slammed the door before she broke into tears.
There was no one she hated more than the person, whoever it was, that just disgraced her. She was the best in the world and who the hell was that? Pappy grunted.
“Who is this person?” He wondered aloud. “We must find him! We are going to Nigeria! “ This was the beginning of the story of Lena and Justin and his voyage to becoming Jubril Salat.
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PETRA AND JUSTIN POV
Petra opened her eyes and wondered where she was. It was not her bed or room, then she remembered. It was her first night with her husband. She was glad it was a Saturday, having skipped work yesterday, and spent the whole day together with Justin.
He had told her a part of his story before they fell asleep. They needed that sleep. She was stunned to see him sitting calmly on a chair with folded hands, watching her. He wore a white T-shirt, immaculate and white boxers.
He looked so handsome, more handsome than he was before the incidence. He still had to explain how he got some of the physical changes. But Justin would not rush his story or ignore chronology, so she agreed to get it bit by bit.
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