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Episode 2
title: The Fifth Target.
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“Do you want
us to see her now?” Tiwa chipped in to ask nippily. Going home without moving
further about the case was irrational. If they couldn’t speak with the daughter
of the victim, it would be better to speak with the new target. Although she
was hungry but her empty stomach could wait. The food she had eaten in the
plane was thrown down into the toilet before they landed.
“Please if
it is possible to see her right now, I will appreciate it.” The fretful tone of
his thick voice showed he was concerned. There was sweat leaking out from his
forehead and dropping down to his face.
Genevieve
arms were crossed on her chest. She was having a second thought. Her family was
very important but the case was vital.
Tiwa waited
for her opinion but when no words came out from her mouth, she spoke to her. “I
think I should go alone, I will give you the details when I am through.”
“Please
wait, let me speak with my husband on the phone.”
“Okay.”
Genevieve
scrambled away from them and punched the digits of Quincy’s number. Tiwa
collected Modupe Lawson’s cell number and the description of her home address.
Quincy
answered. “Baby how are you?”
“I’m fine.
What about Freddie?”
“He’s doing
okay. Are you coming to the office now?”
“I can…”
Genevieve’s soft voice broke into two. “I can’t… there is a new case, I and
agent Tiwa are investigating.”
“A new case?
You mean Tiwa Bankole? My friend’s girlfriend?”
“Yes.”
“Wonderful.”
he said in a bemused voice. “I still don’t get you Genny... why, I mean what is
really going on?”
“I will
explain better when I am through. Someone that calls himself the contractor is
targeting eight people. There is a list and the first target is dead. We are
going to see one of the targets.”
“This case
is serious and could be dangerous too. We should not speak about this on the
phone. Do whatever you think is right, I and Freddie will be fine even though
we are missing you…” She smiled widely and told him she missed them too. “Don’t
forget to eat lunch.”
“I won’t.”
His concern voice melted her heart. “I love you.”
“I love you
too.”
Genevieve
ended the call, heaved out a low sigh and walked up to meet Tiwa to inform her
they would be going together.
“Thank you
so much.” The inspector said and Officer Gabriel was directed to drive them.
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(Modupe)
I have never
killed a chicken before not to talk of a human being so why should my life be
threatened when I have done nothing wrong. My mother has been breathing down my
neck to confess what I had done in the past and ask for forgiveness. What I did
to Jude was absolutely nothing, it was something that he deserved and as his
wife, I was entitled to the money.
After years
of thinking I was a free woman living abroad, taking care of my kids and having
a good time, my immediate brother Tunde informed me Jude was spotted in a market
square and after his mother found him, he was taken to a psychiatric hospital
and he has been there for a long time. I was shocked. I thought committing
suicide would have been better and eased his pain. Who would have known he would
lose his mind!
In spite of
living lavishly abroad and knowing I was still married to a mentally deranged
man made me nauseous. Whenever my kids ask after their father, I told them he
was far away and unable to reach them. They are ten years old now and if they
found out about him, they might see me as a bad mother. No no! I won’t. Jude
deserved whatever he got and I do not feel a pinch of pity for him. In fact, I
want him to come back in his right senses, remember my name, slump and go into
coma. Nonsense!
He cheated
and rubbed my name on mud. Why won’t I pay him back by collecting everything he
had? I didn’t do anything wrong!
I came back
to make sure Jude sign the divorce papers even in his unbalanced state of mind
only for me to check my mail and see a list that sent fright into my bones and
then I thought I have never offended anyone, it is the other way around. I had
to tell my father and the next thing he did was call his friend the inspector
general of police.
“Modupe!!” I
heard my mother screamed my name in panic. “Don’t give me heart attack. I am
already old, don’t make matter worse for me. Just tell us who you have wronged
and we will settle and pay anything amount of money.”
“You can
give me the money and I will sort myself out.” I told her.
“Is
something wrong with your head?” My father asked me. I turned to look into his
eyes and they were red. I simply glanced in another direction to avoid being
spiritually. “Instead of you to be worried and telling us the truth, you are
doing nothing!”
I just had
to look at him. “But the inspector has assigned two investigators on it.”
“They are
coming and you better give them the correct answers to the questions they would
ask you. Understood?”
“Understood
dad.” I said quietly and stared at my apprehensive mother. “I think you should
rest. I will be fine.”
“I can’t
rest until they catch whoever is behind it.”
“He calls
himself the contractor. I wonder how my name got on the list. I insist I have
not offended anyone. I also want to be alone with the detectives when they
come.”
My mother
eyed me from head to toe and hissed. I stood, walked to get myself a cup of brandy,
the look on their faces made me to start thinking the threat was real, and I
might be in big trouble.
******
On their way to their destination, Tiwa sent Adebiyi a text message.
On their way to their destination, Tiwa sent Adebiyi a text message.
‘My
love, all is well. I will see you when I am through’
He replied.
‘Good
to know. Stay safe sugar’. Her face beamed when she read his reply.
Both of them
finally arrived at the residence of Modupe’s father house. They came out from
the car, walked together towards the house and met the gateman who lead them
inside the beautiful home. Modupe dropped her cup on the glass stool, rose on
her feet and introduced herself as the fifth target. The partners sat together and faced Modupe.
“Can I get
you some brandy?” Modupe asked rubbing her laps.
“No, thanks.”
Genevieve said.
“Yes
please,” Tiwa replied her. Genevieve quickly threw her stunned eyes at her. Tiwa
remained focused on Modupe. “But I prefer water.”
Modupe
smiled and left them.
“You think I
was going for the brandy?” Tiwa whispered to Genevieve.
“The way you
sounded at first made me thought you were going to say yes.”
“Well, I
wanted to say yes until I noticed you directed your eyes on me.”
Her eyes
widened. “For real?”
“Look,” She
pointed at the small table. Genevieve eyes sailed to the glass of brandy. “I
just wanted to join in her in the moment of her uneasiness. She seems nervous
and if I had joined her to drink, maybe it would reduce the tension.”
“That would
be unprofessional of you to do that.”
“Your eyes
stopped me.”
Genevieve
muttered. “Thank God.” Two of them burst out laughing moderately and when they
saw Modupe approaching, they stopped. She gave Tiwa the glass of water, moved
to carry her own and gulped all the content. She remained standing.
“Am I really
going to die?” Modupe asked.
The water
almost choked Tiwa. She stopped drinking and coughed lightly.
“You
received a threat and we are going to try and stop it.” Genevieve gave an
answer.
“But that is
not the answer I want. What if you can’t, the contractor is going to kill me.”
“We have not
come to a conclusion about why the eight people are on the list. Can you tell
us if there were names on the 6th, 7th and 8th numbers?”
She shook
her head. “No. Don’t you think I should travel back? Mine is happening in six
weeks’ time.”
“I don’t
think it will change anything. Can you think of anyone that you might have
offended in the past?”
“I would say
no but right now the only person I can think of is unstable.”
“What do you
mean by unstable?” Tiwa asked her.
“He is
mentally ill and he is my ex…my husband.”
“Did you
offend him?”
She gave
them a brief explanation of her life but removed the part she duped him. She
told them he willingly sold his property, borrowed too and gave her the money
to open a hotel in her name. She changed her mind about it and asked for a
divorce for cheating on her.
“He sold his
property and gave you all the money?”
“Yes. He
wiped out his bank account too.”
The partners
looked at each other and returned their curious expression on her.
“I didn’t
put a gun on his head when he did those things for me.” Modupe said innocently.
“You can ask him!”
“It’s
impossible. You know his condition.”
“Then it is
impossible for him to be the one I offended and wants me dead!”
“I think the
contractor was paid to eliminate the people on the list.” Genevieve quoted.
Tiwa thought
and said, “If it is true, it means the people involved with the contractor have
the money to pay. We are looking for rich friends, and even family members of
the targets.”
Modupe sat
down. “I can’t say about the others but my family is not capable of paying
someone to kill me. Maybe if it was Jude I wronged, interrogate his mother but
she is old and poor.”
“You mentioned
your husband borrowed money. Is it possible he took the money from his friends
and when he couldn’t pay, some of them got angry and when they found out you
went away with his money, someone among them got in contact with the contractor
to eliminate you?”
The word
‘husband’ made Modupe annoyed but she chose to swallow it. “He borrowed money
from the bank he worked with. I heard his house was taken from him after he
could not pay back the loan.”
“Something
just occurred to me.” Genevieve said. They looked at her. “You didn’t get the
mail when you were abroad, it’s until you arrived Nigeria. How is it possible
that the contractor knew you were coming home?”
“That’s
true.” Tiwa said.
“It could be
a coincidence.”
“I doubt
that, a matter like this, I won’t say it is a coincidence. The person that
wants you dead knew you were coming home. I want you to give us a list of the
people who knew you were arriving Nigeria. We will question them.”
She glanced
at another way. “I can’t.”
Tiwa eyebrow
flew up.
Genevieve
was surprised. “Why?”
“That’s
because you are looking at the wrong people. Interrogate Jude’s mother, his
friends and former colleagues.”
“This is not
about Jude. This is about you, your safety and your life. Someone close to you
wants you dead.”
Modupe’s eyes
were getting teary. She faced them. “It might be a coincidence I received the
letter when I arrived…” She paused. “My parents and my brothers.”
“Your
parents and your brothers?”
Modupe
wanted to act strong. She told herself she was going to be fine, nothing bad
would happen. Her nightmare would be over but her heart kept beating fast. The
emotion she felt swam all over her. Tears fell from her eyes. She was crying
hard. “My parents and my brothers are the ones that knew I was coming, just the
four of them.”
“Oh!”
“I am
sorry.” Tiwa said.
She cleaned
the tears from her face. “Family means a lot to me. They are not capable of
hurting me.”
“But we have
to speak with them.”
“You can,
just leave my parents out of this. They are really worried about it.”
“We will
need the phone numbers and home addresses of your brothers.”
“No
problem.” Modupe said, left and came back with a piece of paper. She gave it to
Genevieve instead and collected her number. She was still upset Tiwa referred
to Jude as her ‘husband’.
“Are your
brothers aware about the contractor?” Genevieve asked.
“Not yet, I
will let them know immediately you leave.”
“Don’t.”
“Why?”
“We will
like to break the news to them first.”
“If that is
what you want, no problem.” she said sadly. “I will tell my parents too.”
They thanked
her and bid Modupe goodbye. As they drove away, Genevieve called Modupe’s
eldest brother, when it rang, she pressed the loudspeaker.
She glanced
at her wristwatch and spoke when he answered, “Good afternoon sir. Am I
speaking with Mr. Femi Osinbajo?”
“Yes.”
She
introduced herself. “My partner and I would like to see you today. Are you
free?”
“A
detective? I travelled and I will be back tomorrow. Am I in trouble?”
“Not at all,
please inform me when you arrive. I am calling with my number.”
“I will
definitely call.” Call ended.
She called
the other brother, introduced herself and he told her he was in a restaurant.
She told him to give her the location, he did, and she gave her description to
him. Gabriel drove them there. Genevieve and Tiwa arrived and entered into the
eatery. Modupe’s brother Tunde waived at them. A waiter was packing his plates
when they got to him and sat down.
“Thanks for
seeing us Mr. Tunde.” Genevieve said.
“Please call
me Tunero.” he shook their hands and they introduced themselves again. “Let’s not
beat around the bush damsels. I don’t want to believe you are detectives. Both
of you are very beautiful women and sexy too. Tell me the main reason you
really want to see me. You can handcuff me and take me anywhere you want and do
imaginary things to me.” He gave a seductive smile, licked his lower lip and
winked at them.
He irritated
Genevieve. She lifted her hand to show him her wedding ring.
Tiwa didn’t
need to say anything, her eyes told him to back off. He made her very angry.
“You are a suspect in a ‘murder’ investigation.”
Genevieve
looked at her astonished.
“Murder
investigation?” Tunde asked in a surprised voice.
“Someone is
dead and your…”
Genevieve
touched her gently on the arm. She could feel it burning. “Please let me handle
it.”
“Better!”
She uttered staring into Tunde’s eyes. He quickly looked at Genevieve’s face.
Genevieve
told him about the list.
“How does
that have to do with me?”
“Your
sister’s name is on it.”
“Modupe?”
“How many
sisters do you have?” Tiwa asked angrily.
“One but I
had to ask because she is supposed to arrive into the country today.”
“She is
back!”
“And she
didn’t call me?”
“She had her
life to think of than call her brother who happens to be a suspect!”
“What!!”
Tunde swiftly lifted on his feet. He glared at Tiwa and raised his voice. “You
think I want her dead?!” Eyes travelled to them.
“If you want
to create a scene, I will help you with it!” She rose.
“I can’t
take this shit!”
“Enough!”
Genevieve uttered and rose. She stared at him. “If you have respect for women you
won’t have disrespected us.”
“Nonsense!”
Tiwa’s right
hand transformed into a fist.
Genevieve
added, “Your sister’s life is at stake and if you do not have anything to hide
we will need access to your phone records and mails right now.”
“Joke of the
century!” he picked up his car keys from the table and said to them. “I don’t think
you know who I am in this society. I know the law! If you need such you will
need a warrant, and for you to get that you need evidence that I want my sister
dead. I am innocent detectives. Goodbye!”
They watched
him leave.
Tiwa looked
at her. “I think I over reacted.”
“No you did
not. He was rude.” They decided to stay back and have lunch, they sat down, and
ordered some food. “Do you think he is innocent?”
She sighed.
“If a detective told me I wanted my brother dead, first, I will put a blow on
the face.”
Genevieve
laughed. “Tell me you are joking.”
She smiled a
little. “I am but I will be furious because I know I am innocent.”
“Don’t you
think he acted that way because he was innocent?”
“Maybe but
if he is not guilty, he will come back to his right senses and give us what we
want. He will also have to apologize to us. I despise rude men.”
“We will
talk to him again but another day.”
“Okay.”
“Have you
informed your boss about this case?”
“No, not
even Ade.”
“Quincy told
me about how you defended a little boy the first day you met Mr. Adebiyi.”
This time,
she smiled radiantly. “It’s a day to remember.”
“I admire
you. You’re a brave woman.”
“Thank you.”
A waiter
served them.
“What are
the plans for tomorrow?” Genevieve asked as they ate.
“We will meet
with the victim’s daughter first, then see the second target before Mrs.
Lawson’s brother.”
“No
problem.”
Quincy
called and told his wife he was home. After they finished, Tiwa concluded
Gabriel should take Genevieve home while she board a taxi.
*******
(Genevieve)
Working with
Agent Tiwa was great. I might not know her entirely but she is a woman with
integrity. I respect her for her fearlessly. I never thought I would be
comfortable working with another woman like me. She is not my competitor but my
new partner and I hope we solve this case.
I returned
home to see my babies waiting patiently for me. When Freddie saw me, I could
see the excitement in his eyes. I raised him up. “Yay! mummy is back.” He
laughed.
Quincy came
over and pecked me on the lips. “I need the full details.”
I put
Freddie in his carriage. “I have to take my bath first.”
“I will be
waiting.” He kissed me.
I had my
bath, dressed simple and motioned to be with Quincy. He was already in the
kitchen, bringing out ingredients to cook.
“Are you
bringing out the ingredients for me or you to cook?” I asked.
“We will
cook the food together.” He answered and came towards me. He grabbed me, put
his left hand around my waist and raised the other hand. He started to dance.
“How can we
dance when there is no music.”
“Your voice
is my music.”
Quincy
forced me to dance even when there was no music. When I was ready to cook, he
released me and gave me listening ears. I narrated everything.
“You should
have allowed Agent Tiwa removed his front teeth. The target’s brother was
rude.”
“If I had
allowed her, he could sue her for assault and you know what it means. It would
surely affect the ongoing investigation.”
“He’s lucky
I was not there.” He said. “Anyways, about the case, I won’t tell you to stop
but be very careful."
“I will.”
“But don’t
forget to put myself and Freddie first.”
“Of course.”
I said and smiled. He joined me to cook.
*******
(Tiwa)
I have never
thought of having a partner. In the past, my dad did everything he could for me
to work with another agent and I stubbornly rejected the offer. I loved working
alone. Linking up with detective Genevieve was terrific. She turned out to be a
good woman with a beautiful soul.
I arrived at
Adebiyi’s home quite late. There was traffic. He was already waiting for me at
the doorstep. He grabbed me, lifted me and turned me around like a kid.
“Are you
just seeing me?” I asked in the joyful moment.
He rubbed my
hair and dropped me down. “I miss you.”
“I miss you
more.” I moved my lips to his, and kissed him deeply. We went inside and the
fresh aroma of barbecued fish crushed my breath.
I stared at
him. “You ordered some food for me?”
Adebiyi gave
me a ravishing smile that tickled me. While you were away, I learned how to
cook. I have to cook for my woman.”
I glanced at
the surroundings of the living room. The place looked like how I left it. Beautiful,
neat, organized and cold. The difference was the silence.
“Where is
Mr. Popoola?”
“Things have
changed. He no longer lives with me. He has his place now. One of his sons is
around.”
“And
Donald?”
“He still
works here but lives with Mimi. She’s heavily pregnant.”
“Wow! I will
definitely see them.”
“Of course,
they always ask after you and they will be thrilled to see you too.”
“But are you
going to be living alone in this house?”
“You have
joined me. We are two now.”
He took my
hand and led me to the dinning. We started to eat the fish, salad with fruit
wine. I told him about the case and chose not to talk about Mr. Tunde's mannerless behavior. I joked about joining the fourth target to drink alcohol.
"I am glad detective Genevieve's eyes stopped you. What were you thinking!" He laughed.
"I'm glad she did."
He wore a straight face. “People’s lives are at risk and the case is dangerous too. Babe, be very careful how you go about it, I know you. If you need assistance, help or anything, just let me know.”
"I'm glad she did."
He wore a straight face. “People’s lives are at risk and the case is dangerous too. Babe, be very careful how you go about it, I know you. If you need assistance, help or anything, just let me know.”
“I am not
supposed to discuss it with you.”
He dropped
his fork. “Crap! I will assist you and detective Genevieve. I can’t believe
both of you are working together.”
“Me too.”
After
dinner, I helped wash the plates and tidy the messed up kitchen. He went to his
office, while I motioned to his bedroom. What changed was the shape of his bed.
It was a new one with a clean and fresh bed sheet. I offloaded my baggage and
took out my phone to turn on. I removed my clothes and entered into the
bathroom.
I came to
find him in the room. He was removing his cloths. He went in to have his bath
while I wore my nightie, still on my feet, reading a sport magazine I saw on
the shelf. Genevieve called to find out if I had gotten home.
Few minutes
later, I heard Adebiyi enter but I didn’t turn around.
“Tiwa what
do you think you are doing?” He asked me in a serious tone.
“What does
it look like?” I was still reading.
“Take it
off! You and I will sleep naked!”
I acted astonished.
I turned to face him and his eyes and erected cock gazed at me. I removed my
nightie, and moved closer to touch his body. I missed him so much. I pushed my
lips into his, and we kissed hungrily and passionately. We just did not want to
let go. He carried me and put me on the bed. He wetted every part of my body
with tongue. I shivered under him and when he penetrated my wetness, our lovemaking
was passionate and electrifying.
******
2:15 am
Tiwa and
Adebiyi had just finished their third rounds of sex when her phone rang. She was
surprised and checked for it on the lamp table beside her. Her eyebrows moved
upwards when she saw the caller’s name.
She answered
the call. “Detective Genevieve! Any problem?” Adebiyi stared at her.
“I am sorry
to disturb you by this time. Mrs. Modupe called me. Her brother assaulted her.
She fought back and they ended up in the hospital.”
******
To be
continued…..
hmmm getting interesting,so sorry to say so;am glad modupe's name is on the list so unremorseful and still telling lies.she went too far hope she learns her lesson before she dies or us saved by the detectives.
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