[b]PAY BACK....
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Sometimes,you need to fight the battle all by yourself... Forgetting the obstacles and pains on the way... You need to let them know you are more than what they think you are...but,is it worth the stress???
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"Inspector! What on earth have you been doing on this case? Is it until this criminal kills the whole Nigeria?! You should be ashamed of yourself! God! You have been on this criminal tail for the past six months! Yet nothing to show for it! I am highly disappointed in you. Do you know the I.G is interested in this case? I will continue to dispose the anger with which he speaks to me on you. I won't let you waste my thirty three years in service and loose my entitlement. The commissioner of police fumed.
"Sir,I am very sorry,it has not been easy. We don't even know if the criminal is a male or female. The criminal is always on black with mask. This criminal seems like a professional sir. Always gone before we could get there. And sir,I think there is more to this killing. The criminal's victims has been the families of Chief Martins and D.P.O Thomas of area F division. This criminal killed their wives,children and close families within the space of six months,leaving behind the two men. Sir,don't you think these two know what is going on? I think we should question them more. And sir, our suspect is always leaving a card behind with the inscription "Say Hello". All the same sir,we will do our best to catch the suspect. Replied Inspector John.
"See John. I don't need all these stories you are telling me,do your job like the trained inspector you are. Question whoever needs to be questioned. My job is on the line! I have been given one week to produce the criminal dead or alive. And I am giving you five days! Or else! I will sack you before I am being sacked. Is that clear? Is that...... *he was cut short by his ringing phone,it was an unknown number,he picked it and before he could say hello,he heard a husky voice from the other end...
"Hello C.P Badmus... You don't know me,but I know you. Does the phrase "Say Hello" ring a bell? Oh sure it does. Anyway,I don't have much time.. To save you and inspector John your job,I will be giving you a chance to meet me at the Metro Hotel,by 6pm. I have a surprise for you".
"Hello? Hello? Hey! Gosh! He hunged up! Inspector,we need to be at the Metro hotel before 6pm today,gather your men,we are going together. That's the criminal, he called. I am sure it's a man.... You are still here?! Go! We don't have all day! This is 4pm already. The C.P ranted.
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"Please,don't kill us,we will give you anything you want,just don't kill us. I beg you in the name of your god. Pleaded Chief Martins,as he knelt side by side with D.P.O Thomas at the relaxation spot of Metro hotel facing the masked criminal who had his gun pointed at them.
This was the time she had been waiting for,to have them at her mercy,but no matter how much they plead,they will say hello to her parents and siblings. She removed the mask on her face,letting her long hair flow down her back. She faced them and ask; "do you remember this face?"
Chief Martins and D.P.O Thomas looked at each other,it was obvious they were surprise the criminal was a lady,but they knew not the face. They nodded in the negative,sweat drenching them as she cocked her gun.
"Sure you can't remember me. But I know you. Let me refresh your memory a little. You remember Chief Badejo don't you? (They nodded in the affirmative)
"Yes yes, Badejo was my good friend.. May his soul rest in peace.. Chief Martins chipped in.
"Good! He was your friend and business partner Chief Martins. He was loyal to you. Most times he gives you 60% of the contracts profit just to let peace reign. He brings most of the business. He wanted the best for you. But,what did you do? You killed him! You fucking killed him! Not only that,you killed his wife and three children all because of a 50 million contract you both won. Tell me,are you still spending the money? Its been 15 years gone, I wanted God to do his work..but I realised I alone can pay you back in your coin and it was taking too long. The only mistake you made was not killing the 9 years old girl who was hiding in the toilet. You killed my family and made my life miserable..*she was already in tears as she recollect the scene*
"I am Boluwatife Badejo. I saw you and those men,killing them all. Why? You wanted all the money!
"D.P.O Thomas! You useless officer! You were supposed to protect the citizens and fight for them,but what did you do? Just because of money,you swept the case under the carpet. You knew he killed my family,yet you did nothing! *she wiped the tears off her face,and continued* "I am sure your families are waiting for you,they must have said hello to my family,just the way you told my father to say hello to your parents. You can help me pass the message to them as well. *she pointed her gun towards Chief Martins,she knew the police were already finding their way to the secluded relaxation spot,whatever the case may be,they won't stop her.
"Hands up! Drop your weapons! You have been surrounded! Raise your hands above your head!
That was inspector John,she knew the voice,he was her fiancé.
Boluwatife smiled and shot at the two men kneeling before her,they must have thought they were free,for they looked a bit relaxed when they heard and saw the police. She shot at them again,making sure they were dead. Then she turned around and faced John.
"What?! Bolu? Bolu? What's happening?! Am I dreaming?! John screamed with surprise on his face and sweat all over him. He couldn't believe he had being living with a criminal all along. The love of his life,someone he was planning to get married to when the case is over.
"I am sorry John,I know I have hurt you,but now I am happy. I only revenged the death of my family. Take good care of yourself John. I left a note on the dining. You are a great man.. And I love you so much."
There was a loud thud on the floor. It was Boluwatife in a pool of her own blood. She had shot herself on the head.. She smiled as she went into darkness.....
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The End[/b]
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[b][i]Happy Sunday Coolvallers[/i][/b]
