THE KILLER … (18+) … Part 13

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Agent white walked into the building
dejectedly. He dropped the bag containing
his sniper on the table and located a chair
to sit without caring about the four men
who were staring at him.
“Tunde what went wrong?” Paul asked.
Tunde was white’s real name. They only
use their various pseudos when going for
operations.
“It was just some technical glitches” white
replied.
“Hope you weren’t followed” one of the
men who had been silent asked.
“Can they follow shadow? I made sure
they lost track of me” white replied.
“Good. We just received intel that Grace
has been admitted in Blue-cross Hospital”
Paul informed him.
“Alright then, i will have to finish what i
started” white said.
“Nah mehn, i’ll just have to visit an old
friend” Paul said and smiled.


A Hilux van drove into the NATU building
and went straight to the parking lot and
parked.
The driver first came out then four other
men came out. One had handcuffs on his
hand and from the look in his eyes, you
can tell he was in a sorry state.
Two men led him into the building while
the remaining men stood outside gisting.
Immediately sani saw the men he went
towards them.
“Good job agents.” he said
“Take him to the holding room. I will be
there in 15minutes.”
The two men led him to the left wing of
the building and followed a single lane
route which led to the holding room.
“Jimmy i want you to pull his records for
me” sani said to jimmy.
“Am on it” he replied.


Instead of the normal police station where
Jacobs was previously kept, he was
transported to the kiri kiri maximum
prison located in ojo, Lagos. According to
the policemen, it was for his own safety as
the kiri kiri prison is more secured than
the police cell. Jacobs had protested and
wanted to call his lawyer but he
remembered that his lawyer had been
shot so he resigned to fate. The prisoners
he saw there were not smiling. They all
hard this ‘dangerous aura’ radiating from
their body. He stood there looking like a
kid who was entering his class for the first
time.
“Come, na ajebor you come form for
prison? Shey our face look like television?”
someone asked him. He didn’t know how
to reply him so he just stood there and
continued staring at them like a
scarecrow.
“You be kuruma abi? Oya skido go draw
that guy come here” he ordered.
A huge guy stood up and started
advancing towards him. He nearly fainted
only looking at the guy’s biceps. The guy
just came and hung his hand across
Jacobs neck.
“Make una leave this one, him never dey
used to here naim make” the guy spoke.
“Attah wetin be your own na? Na the third
prisoner wey you don save today be this o,
make e do you o” the guy barked. Attah
didn’t reply him, he just drew Jacobs to
one corner and they started chatting.

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