#AnEveningWithEva: The Finale – Episode 30

Hey guys, I know you all want to stab me with a knife for not posting since over five days, I’m so sorry, been as busy as hell! Work takes over four days in my week and other times I’m just tired. Anyway, I’m not going to let that stop me from writing, so expect a new episode of #B•I•T•C•H soon, not giving a specific date, but just bare with me.

Here is the finale of AEWE, I hope you guys enjoy it because I sure did when I read it. I’ll be expecting your thoughts on the series.

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EPISODE 30.

Sean was not really happy to be the pawn in the take down operation but they were left with no other option. Eva would not be able to manage it properly and using the Colonel was totally out of the question. Confronting GhostCorp in a head on, direct attack was also going to achieve no positive result. Sean had been the perfect candidate. Sophia was crazy about him, and he had perfectly mastered the art of infiltration. So when Sophia caught up with him in the bathroom earlier in the day, he was glad she fell for the bait. He had worn false flesh-like finger prints on all ten fingers. These prints were designed to serve as false prints so that his real finger prints would not be left anywhere. Most importantly, it served as an imprint device. All he had to do was to put a little pressure with his fingers on any desired spot for three seconds and that spot was marked. No one could see it except you had on a specially designed pair of UV glasses which only the Colonel had at the moment. Sean had been a very important agent for GhostCorp and as such, he knew almost every operation mode that was in the rule book. He was very confident that Sophia would not want to risk creating a scene in an attempt to bring him in. She had only one option: Stealth.

For GhostCorp this meant rendering the desired target helpless and unable to struggle during pickup or takeout. Sean had been the leader of the team that designed the Serum Approach. The other members of the team were Sophia, Tawo and Shina. Together they designed a serum which had a very complex chemical composition. This serum was meant to take out or demobilize intended any target. The serum was so complex that it changes and rewrites its organic structure on its own after eight hours. This meant that there was usually a very unique preparation to be done anytime the serum was to be administered. The side effect was that the serum had no specific antidote because whenever the serum is prepared, the one-time antidote is prepared alongside it, and if not administered in eight hours, the victim dies. Due to the unstable nature of the serum, there was only one antidote for each preparation. Every antidote expired after eight hours and a totally new one had to be created. No single antidote could work for separate preparations of serum. The serum was that deadly. Whoever prepares the serum, prepares the antidote. It was a powerful tool and had served GhostCorp well in the past.

However, Sean had worked hard and put in a lot of effort to develop a universal antidote to all possible chemical structures of the serum. It had cost him a great deal of money and several lives were lost during the laboratory testing but at the end, it was worth it.

Knowing that this could well be Sophia’s line of attack, he had taken the antidote just before peeing. It was a tiny red round tablet which sat on his forefinger. He put the tablet under his tongue and waited for it to melt. Just as it melted and he began to pee, Sophia came in. At first he was scared that she might actually chop off his organ but when she began to whisper seductively into his ears, he relaxed. The two agents came in and overpowered him, injecting him with the serum. He immediately felt drowsy and closed his eyes. Three minutes later, the antidote had battled with the serum inside his blood stream and won. He regained consciousness and felt himself at a very high altitude. He opened his eyes slowly and carefully to catch a glimpse of where he was and who he was with. He opened his left eye just wide enough to see himself sandwiched between the two guards with Sophia in front with the pilot.

They got to Beehive and the agent kept Sean on his shoulder. Sean desperately needed to imprint on the surrounding so that The Colonel would have an idea of where they had been. As they got to the third floor and about to step out of the elevator, Sean carefully put his forefinger on the board beside the button that took them to the third floor. He made sure he did not stretch or shift his body weight so that the agent doesn’t get aware. Sophia was stepping out first and the agent would follow later. That gave him all the three seconds he needed to imprint beside the button that said, “Third Floor.”

Sean’s joy knew no bounds when he heard Sophia order the agent to drop him by the wall. It was an opportunity that he utilized to the fullest. He imprinted on the ground and on the wall around him as much as his deceit could allow him to. At intervals when he got the opportunity, he imprinted on the walls when the agent was not looking. He watched Sophia carefully as she opened a secret door and stepped inside, ordering the agent to follow her. He picked Sean up and carried him into BeeHive.

Carefully Sean waited and plotted, looking for the right opportunity to snap out of his faked comatose. He listened while Sophia killed Agent Nedu, dictated orders and took the life of the young woman who came forwards. Ten minutes later, the General called Beehive. Sophia with the agent tagging along decided to go meet him in the floor above them. That was the opportunity he needed.

*************

The Colonel drove like a man possessed, running the traffic lights and hardly using the brakes. Eva sat beside him strapped in her seat and praying that The Colonel would drive faster. With every second that passed, she feared that she might lose Sean. The Colonel very well knew how important Sean was to the whole operation. He was the key to bringing down GhostCorp. He was also the source of Eva’s morality. He calmed her, steadied her, and acted as a fulcrum for her. He was her anchor. If anything happened to him, she would lose it. She was going to go over the edge, uncontrollable. And in that state she was dangerous. Very dangerous.

The Colonel glanced at her briefly. She was focused on the road ahead, her mind wandering far away. He took his hand off the gear and put it on her left lap, squeezing gently. She looked at him. He smiled at her, trying to reassure her that all would end well. She gave a plastic smile in return and turned her face back unto the road. Still driving at incredible speed, The Colonel took out his Iphone and launched the application that acted as a monitor for Sean. He handed it to Eva and asked her what she could see.

“He is still alive. I think he is in BeeHive. The red dot has not moved.” Eva replied.

“Good. We cannot afford to waste any more time. How many guns do you have on you?” The Colonel asked.

“None.” Eva replied.

“Good. You will have mine. You know how to handle Twin Silverballers?” The Colonel asked with a smile, facing his daughter.

“You need a demonstration?” Eva retorted turning to meet his gaze.

The Colonel smiled. Just as he took his eyes back to the road, a huge tipper carrying gravel appeared from nowhere and turned into their side of the road. The Colonel was already on high speed and could not step on his brakes. In a swift second, he swerved hard to his left to avoid collision with the tipper. He ran onto the low curb, the street lamp breaking the car’s side mirror. Taking his feet off the accelerator and stepping on the brakes slowly, the Colonel swerved back onto the road. There were few cars on the road and the asphalt ahead of them was free. On another day he would have stopped, parked and given the truck driver something he would never forget in a hurry. But this day he had more important agenda to catch up with. He was back on the freeway now. He tested his brakes, checked his steering and studied the car for any form of problems. He did not notice any issues with the car. The sound was fine. Handling was still intact. They were now ten minutes away from Bee Hive. He stepped on the accelerator again, pushing up to 100km/hr.

Eva shrieked.

“The dot is not blinking anymore!!!” Eva cried, handling the iphone to the Colonel.

The Colonel reduced speed, taking the iphone from her. The dot signifying Sean’s location on the GPS was no longer blinking. It could only mean one thing. The Colonel put the device off and back on again. This could not be happening.

“Be Calm Diana.” The Colonel said.

Eva was ready to explode. A mixture of feelings welled up inside her. She watched the Iphone with eagle eyes, hoping that the red dot would come on any minute as the Colonel launched the GPS application. They waited. Three minutes. Five. Nothing.

“Sh1t! Sh1t!! Sh1t!!!” Eva said hitting the dashboard with her fists.

“We need to hurry. He may still be alive. Suck it in Eva. You need a clear head.” The Colonel barked. He increased speed to 120km/hr, trying not to think about what may have happened to Sean.

Eva nodded and bit her lower lip. Different mixtures of emotions were threatening to burst from her insides out. She tried to hold herself together. It was not really working but she just had to. A few seconds later, a message came in on the phone. The Colonel opened it.

“DaVinci, I’m going solo. Hurry. I need you.”

It was Sean.

“Your boyfriend is alive” The Colonel said, passing the phone to her.

The Colonel could see her countenance lifted. Even though he was also relieved and delighted, he kept a straight face.

They got to Bee Hive but parked about twenty meters away from the main building. They walked quickly to the gate, with Eva watching their back. The Colonel took out a small palm torch from his back pocket. The torch was a password decryptor. It had a small screen at the neck which cracks the password once the rays hit the keys. He pointed the torch at the password panel at the gate and saw the keys that Sophia had pressed.

4 9 6 1 6.

He pressed them and the gate opened.

They walked inside the compound, with Eva walking with her back to the Colonel, facing the gate, with the silenced twin Silverballers in each hand by her cheeks. She was watching every spot, every angle, just in case there were in for an ambush. They got to the door leading into the building and the Colonel used his password decryptor again. As they were about to enter, Eva stopped the Colonel pointed to a spot on their far right. The spot had a reddish liquid on the tiled floor.

“Blood” Eva whispered.

They walked slowly and stealthily to the point and the Colonel bent to access the situation. Just then they heard footsteps. The Colonel backed up on the wall and carefully turned so that only a fraction of his left eye could see who was approaching. It was one of the guards that took Sean from the movies. Eva was crouched besides him. In eight or nine steps, the agent would get to them. He turned only his head and whispered to Eva who had got up and was not standing close behind him.

“Agent. 6 steps till he gets to us. I’m going to jump him. If I fail, weaken him.” The Colonel said.

Eva nodded.

The Colonel began the count down with his fingers, showing it to Eva.

5…4…3…2…1

After he counted the last number, the Colonel stepped away from the wall and into the path of the agent. The agent was shocked and surprised. Before he could find time to react, the Colonel gave two quick jabs. He gave one punch to the agent’s right lower rib cracking a bone, and then the other punch to his Solar plexus. The agent gasped for air, staggering back.

Just then the radio with the agent cackled to life.

“Mario, where the hell are you? What is taking you so long? The madam wants you immediately. Come in, over.” came a male voice from the other end.

The Colonel didn’t hesitate. He went behind the agent and snapped his neck from behind, letting him fall in a heap. He dipped his hands into the agent’s pockets, looking for anything that might be helpful. He found a bunch of keys, an access card and the key to a G-Wagon. He took the items he found and side stepped away from the corpse. He moved towards Eva.

“Let’s go. We need to hurry” Eva said.

The Colonel nodded, walking briskly away from the scene and quickly through the door. He brought out the special UV glasses that were inside his mafia suit and handed one to Eva.

“Put this on. We should see Sean’s markers from here.” The Colonel said walking ahead of her and wearing his own pair of UV glasses.

The Colonel looked left and right on the floor they were on and his eyes caught Sean’s imprint on the door of the elevator.

“Here. Follow me.” The Colonel commanded.

They walked into the elevator and the Colonel found Sean’s imprint on the panel beside the third floor button. Eva saw it too.

“Bless you Sean.” Eva whispered with an expectant and eager look in her eyes.

The Colonel pressed the button to take them to the third floor, and then turned to look at Eva. He was very worried about her. He knew that she was capable as a field agent and could very well take care of herself. But right now a bit of fear gripped him. He suddenly doubted if she could handle herself given the emotional conditions surrounding this operation. He needed her to think clearly, have a straight and calm head. He had told her countless times. He could not snap at her now that they were very close. He heaved a very long and heavy sigh. Eva looked at him.

“Dad, I will be fine. I have everything going on well right now. Trust me.” Eva said, pointing her forefinger at her head as if to say she’s thinking straight.

The Colonel smiled. Just then there was a short elevator sound to tell them that they had reached their destination.

“This is it Diana. Let’s do this.” The Colonel said, bringing out his silenced .45 automatic caliber pistol.

Eva took out the silenced twin Silverballers from her hips, one in each hand and waited.

The elevator opened.

* * * * *

The General paced the room, eager and waiting. How could Sophia decide to betray him like this? Where did she get the audacity to? Was she working for someone? Did she know something that he didn’t? Different questions ran through his head as he waited for her to arrive. He had taken her in when she was just a kid. Trained her, schooled her, and made her what she was. And now she wanted the Corporation for herself?

“No! It cannot be!” The General exclaimed smashing the glass of water in his hands against the wall.

The steel door opened inwards and Sophia walked in, accompanied by the agent who was acting as her guard.

“Why am I not surprised? You even have the access codes to this room. And is he necessary?” The General asked, nodding at the agent but maintaining eye contact with Sophia.

Sophia ignored his question and moved to her left to the part of the room that had a small round table and two chairs. It was the lounging area of the office where you could relax, have a drink and even take a nap. After she had settled well and poured herself a cup of juice, she said to the General,

“Would you care to join me please?”

It was more of a demand than a request. She had the General by the balls and they both knew it. He could decide to take her out, but that would be detrimental. He needed to know what was really happening. He needed to know why she was going rogue. Was she working for someone? Did she want money? All these questions needed answers. The answers he got would shape his decision. He walked grudgingly to the lounging area and sat opposite Sophia. He had an unreadable look on his face. It was a look that Sophia had seen uncountable times, that it did not mean anything to her anymore. She just smiled.

“A cup of juice, General?” Sophia asked.

The General just stared at her, trying to read her mind. He was trying to connect with her resolve, trying to get some form of emotional weakness, any form of spiritual connection. He was very good at it and had used it on her a lot when she was still his loyal lieutenant. It was not working this time.

“Does he have to be here?” The General asked her.

“Is that important? He is here just in case you try anything funny. I have never trusted you Marcus.” She said, finishing the orange juice in her cup.

“I knew you never have. I was not counting on that.” The General replied.

“You wanted me here. Did you summon me for small talk? Or you would like to really get to the point. I have things to attend to.” Sophia threatened.

The General was fast losing his grip. He was no longer in control. He needed to take control but how? He did not want Sophia dead, at least not yet. He could finish her in seconds. He thought for a few seconds. Maybe he had to. She was proving really difficult. She had to go. But the guard she brought in was going to complicate issues. He could not kill two professionals at once. He decided he was going to warn Sophia.

There was a small button inside his right shoe by his big toe. He squeezed the big toe against the button, sending a signal to Ambrose who was hiding in the store, inside the room they were in. The store was directly to the left of the Sophia. The door opened and Ambrose came out, gun in hand. It all happened in seconds.

Ambrose shot at the guard, releasing four bullets as he came out confidently from the room he was hiding. The bullets hit the guard on the chest, belly and face. The guard fell sideways, hitting his head on the brick wall. Sophia was very well aware of her surroundings. Immediately the door opened and Ambrose came out, she kicked the table from under with her legs, sending the top of the table forwards in the air, hitting the General’s face. In a split second, she took out her .43 gold plated automatic pistol from her hip, turned and shot at Ambrose. The single bullet caught him in the groin area. He screamed, fell down holding his ball5. She turned immediately to face the General who had been hit by the top of the table. He crawled on his back, moving away from Sophia as she walked towards him, pointing her gun at him. He crawled backwards until he got to the wall and could not move anymore.

“Keep crawling!!!!!” Sophia screamed, shooting the wall just above his head.

The General kept still, blood dripping from his forehead down the side of his face.

“The agent Ambrose just killed was my pawn. I knew Ambrose was in here but I did not know exactly where. I was counting on you to want to use him against me. But deep down, I hoped that I was not in the same category as your other fallen Lieutenants. I hoped I would be indispensable. I hoped that I was more than an agent to you, that no matter what your love for me would let you keep me. I served you. I killed for you. I loved you as a father! And this is what I get? You want me dead? Huh?” Sophia said slowly, firing another shot a few meters to his left.

The General just stared at her breathing slowly. He did not say a word.

“Answer me goddamitt!” Sophia said, pointing the gun at the General’s head.
Just then a voice said from the entrance of the main door.

“Drop the gun Sophia. He is not yours to kill.”

Sophia turned to see Sean standing by the door, an SPG rifle in his hands. He winked, smiled and nodded to her to move sideways.

She melted at the sight of Sean.

***********************************

Sean waited for about three minutes after Sophia and her bodyguard had left Bee Hive before he opened his eyes slowly. The illumination of the room almost blinded him, as he had deliberately had his eyes shut for too long. He got up slowly, turning to look at all the people in the room. He stretched his joints and twisted his upper body. His joints made cracking sounds as he twisted. He felt pity for the young lady who was still on the ground, her lifeless corpse decorating the mahogany floor. He took out a tiny pen from his back pocket. It was a low voltage electrocuting neutralizer. He hit his chest with the pen, sending tiny but powerful electric waves through his body. The electric signals went straight to his heart, neutralizing the tracker that had been previously inserted by the colonel. He took out his phone from the inner bosom pocket of his blazers and sent the Colonel a message. He moved to Nedu’s table, put his hands under the long table and ran them to and fro while his eyes scanned the frightened BeeHive officers.

“This baby should be here somewhere.” Sean said to himself, stretching further beneath the table so that his hands could touch the edges.

“Ah ha!” Sean proclaimed as his hand hit something.

He pulled out an SPG riffle, corked it twice and smiled.

“May I have your attention please?” Sean said, tapping the table with the gun.

The officers in Bee Hive looked at him, many of them very scared. They had just watched two of their colleagues murdered in cold blood without reason and here another gun slinging maniac was calling their attention.

“Who works after Nedu here?” Sean asked, raising his voice so all could hear.

Nobody answered. No one was ready to die.

“I am not the bad guy. All I want to do is to take down this Corporation, so I suggest you start planning new exits, new jobs, and new safe havens. I need to know who works here after Nedu or what you just witnessed Sophia do would be child’s play.” Sean threatened, corking his gun threateningly.

A short man stepped forwards, very chubby, and wearing a pair of huge framed lenses. He stepped out of his chair but remained on the same spot. He was too scared to move.

“Please, don’t be afraid. Do come forward.” Sean urged him pleasantly.

The man walked slowly forward and stopped just a few meters in front of Sean. Sean approached him gun in hand and put an arm around his shoulders. He walked with him back to the table. Putting his hand into his tight right pant pocket, he brought out a flat microchip and handed it to the man.

“This is a virus. It erases every data from the corporation data and writes into the registry of the backup servers, stopping them from automatic data backup. It also cripples the firewalls so that they are weakened to fight against the intrusion. Can I count on you to carry this out perfectly?” Sean asked.

The man nodded weakly.

“What is your name?” Sean asked again sitting on the table and facing him.

“Patrick sir.” The man replied weakly.

“Patrick, I do not plan for any one of you to die here tonight.” Sean spoke slowly and deliberately. Then he raised his voice as he continued so that the whole room could hear his voice.

“Your life and the lives of those in this room depend on this one small favor that I ask of you. Would you please follow my instruction to the letter?” Sean asked conclusively.

“Yes I will.” Patrick answered meekly.

“Could you be more audible for the sake of the rest of your friends here?” Sean said.

“Yes I will!” Patrick said raising his voice.

“Good. Very good. I go in peace. Don’t make me find you Patrick.” Sean threatened, handing the chip to him.

Sean stepped out into the corridor and retraced his steps the same way Sophia came in. As he walked into the enclosure, he put his hand over the keypad and pressed the passcode to take him to the floor above him. Just as the enclosure was about to move, he caught a glimpse of familiar figures in the corridor.

It was the Colonel and his beloved Eva. He quickly stopped the elevator from moving and got out of the elevator. Eva could not believe her eyes as she saw Sean come out from a hidden enclosure on the wall. She ran towards him and jumped at him, hugging him tightly. She kissed him fully on the lips as he held her tight, kissing her back. She held on for a while kissing and hugging him tight. After what seemed like an eternity, she let him go.

“I feared you were dead!” She said, still holding his hands in hers.

“I am here sweetie. Flesh and blood.” Sean replied.

The Colonel approached him and shook him by the shoulder.

“Good to see you Bravo.” The Colonel said.

“Missed you too Davinci.” Sean replied.
“So what is the next step now?” The Colonel asked looking at the rifle in Sean’s hands.

“Sophia has gone up to the control room to meet Marcus. I am going to intercept them there. You will come with me, while Eva will stand guard here at BeeHive to make sure all goes as well as planned.” Sean finished.

The Colonel nodded while Eva hugged him tight again before letting him go. They left Eva in charge of Bee Hive as the rest of them went upstairs to meet the General. As they approached the door, they heard gun shots. They immediately rested their backs on the wall by the door, waiting for the gun battle to subside. Then Sean heard Sophia raise her voice. She was talking to the General. He tiptoed to the door and keyed in the passcode, the door opened noiselessly. Sean peeped first to assess the situation. Sophia had his back to him as she lashed out words at the General. As she raised her gun at the General, Sean stepped in.

***************

Eva was pacing on the floor of Bee Hive, making sure that all the agents were behaving and injecting the virus into the Corporation when she heard sound behind her. She turned quickly to find out what it was that suddenly made the sound but she was not quick enough.

Agent Ope stood at the entrance of Bee Hive with a .23 semi-automatic pistol, smoke drifting upwards from the nozzle of the gun. Eva had ducked, rolled on the floor and fired a shot of her own catching Ope in the neck. Blood guzzled from the hole, flowing like a fountain. He fell on the floor slowly, trying to mumble incoherent words. Eva got up from the floor holding her stomach. Ope had shot her. Blood flowed from the gunshot wound, painting her hand red. She gasped for her as she staggered to the door, trying to exit. As she struggled with her feet walking past Ope’s lifeless body, clutching her stomach and trying to breathe, one word repeatedly came out of her mouth, although barely audible:

“Sean.”

*****************

“Drop the gun Sophia.” Sean repeated, raising the SPG threateningly at Sophia.

Sophia dropped the gun beside her and kicked it just a few meters away. The Colonel strolled in with confidence, walking past Sean and towards The General. Sophia was looking at Sean, her back to the General. She wished she could just disappear with him and forget this whole blood bath.

Suddenly, the General moved. He pulled out a jack knife from his boots and sprang up acrobatically from the floor. The Colonel aimed at him but did not shoot because Sophia was in the line of target. The General held the knife to Sophia’s neck, pushing it gently against her soft fair skin. A little blood trickled from the contact.

“Drop the guns. Both of you, Now!” The General ordered.

None of them moved. Sean saw the look of fear and helplessness in Sophia’s eyes. He could not believe he felt something for Sophia after all. Sophia did not want to die.

“I said drop the guns motherfuckers!!!” The General screamed, pressing the knife further deep on to Sophia’s flesh. The blood was rushing faster now and Sophia had begun to squint. Sean could not take it anymore.

He bent carefully and dropped his rifle on the ground. He stood and raised his hands.

“Happy now?” Sean asked.

“Your turn!” The General screamed at the Colonel.

The Colonel did not care who died and who did not. He wanted Marcus dead. He raised his gun higher, targeting Marcus’ head.

The General knew that he could not win the battle. Sean saw the glint in his eyes. Everything happened like slow motion.

In one sudden move, the General slit Sophia’s throat with the knife, pushing her on the floor. As he bent to pick the gun Sophia dropped, the Colonel opened fire on him. Sean had already bent and picked his rifle. Standing on one knee, Sean emptied his bullets on the General while the Colonel continued to shoot at him too. The General managed to stagger and get up, trying to shoot. They rained bullets on him, while he staggered. His white starched shirt covered in blood. As he tried to pull the trigger of the gun, Sean gave a precise shot to the middle of his head.

His brains splattered across the room and he fell to the ground. His body was still shaking as Sean and the Colonel walked to him. They rained the remaining of their bullets on him until his body stopped moving. Sean spat on his corpse.

He moved to Sophia and bent down. He held her hand and closed her eyelids. She looked so beautiful even in death. He wished things had ended differently.

Just then an alarm began to sound in the whole building.

“DEFCON4 activated. 50 seconds till self-destruct.” A computerized voice said.

“What the hell is that?” Sean asked.

“Marcus had programmed GhostCorp to end with his death. This building self-destructs once his heart stops beating. We need to move. Now.” The Colonel explained as the got out of the room.

They got to the Bee Hive floor and saw a trail of blood. The followed it and turned the corridor to see Eva coughing blood and breathing heavily.

“This is not happening! Baby, I am here. I love you. Stay with me. Come on. Stay with me.” Sean said, lifting Eva and resting her on his arms while he knelt.

“Se..ee…aaaa…nnnnn” Eva said with labored breathing.

“I looo….ooovveee……” She said but coughed out more blood.

“20 seconds to self-destruct.” The Computer said

“We need to leave Sean. There’s no time.” The Colonel said.

Sean lifted Eva, carrying her in his arms like a wedding bride. They hurried out of the premises with Sean repeated assuring Eva and tears in his eyes, even though her eyes were closed:

“I love you baby. Stay with me. Stay with me. Stay with me.”

THE END.

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21 thoughts on “#AnEveningWithEva: The Finale – Episode 30

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  2. Wow! This is heart touching, interesting nd captivating. I have followed since the very first day and I really enjoy every bit of it. Full of suspense, symbolism and imagery even with Irony. I urge u 2 keep it up Sochister. More power 2 ur elbow. Stil xpetin more 4rm uuu. Love ya!!!

  3. Wow! This is heart touching, interesting nd captivating. I have followed since the very first day and I really enjoy every bit of it. Full of suspense, symbolism and imagery even with Irony and flashback. I urge u 2 keep it up Sochister. More power 2 ur elbow. Stil xpetin more 4rm uuu. Love ya!!!

  4. irene Archibong

    Very interesting piece………..ordinarily i wouldn’t have the patience to sit down and watch but i tell you it was a thriller.

  5. Toyin

    Wow! This is wow, I’m actually short of words. Since I stumbled on dis story on NL, I cudnt sleep well til I finishd readin. I just to commend ur hardwork. Weldone, dis is d best crime series of all tym. Nyc one boss.

  6. #MC OlIVeR............

    Very nyc nd wonderful piece of work bro. Although am a first timer here, i’ll lyk 2 post dis story on my facebook wall. Nt 4 any gain bt just 4 d reading pleasure of my friends nd ur name will b written on it as d writer. Waiting 4 ur response. Thnks in aticipation of ur acceptance. You can also check it out on my facebook wall( tunde femi fadipe).

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