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6:35 pm, The Club House
Chucks didn’t know who called him, but there was no time to doubt what he had told him. “The mystery caller said some armed men are here and they want what we want,” Chucks said in a hushed tone. “Did you call for help?” the Detective asked the club owner. He shook his head and said, “No, I did not. Whoever is here must know Jimmy is alive.” “Is there another way out of this office?” Chucks asked. The club owner was in pain. He tried to stand to his feet but fell back to the floor. “There is an exit door in the rest room outside my office,” the club owner said. Chucks ran out of the office to find out if the club owner was telling the truth. The detective tore the club owner’s shirt and bandaged his wounds. He then helped him to his feet and led him toward the door. Just then, Chucks returned and announced, “There is a door there indeed.” The two of them led the club owner into the rest room and shut the door behind them. In that moment, deafening gunshots rang out in the reception below them. Those armed men were making their presence known. Shrieks were heard from the reception. The men who had arrived must have been hurting someone. “That is my receptionist. They are hurting her. I know her, she won’t tell them I am around. She is my wife’s sister, they might hurt her,” said the club owner. Chucks and the detective ignored him as they led him through a winding staircase toward the back of the club. Chucks could tell the staircase was built as a secret escape route out of the club.

“Please, do something. They will hurt my receptionist,” the club owner pleaded. “There is nothing we can do right now. Going back will be suicide,” the detective said. While they made their way to the back of the club, the armed men dragged the club receptionist to the office upstairs. They had tortured her into revealing to them that the club owner was in a meeting with two men in his office. On the last row of steps leading to the club owner’s office, they dumped the receptionist and they made ready to barge into the office. The receptionist was bleeding from her right palm as she lay on the steps. They had stabbed her repeatedly to make her tell them the truth. The door to the office was locked. The detective had locked it to give the impression someone was inside. The armed men had to shoot the door lock before barging into the office. There was no one inside. All they saw was the shattered door of the small room and blood stains on the floor. The searched the small room frantically and found bullet shells on the floor.

In anger they stormed out of the office only to find the receptionist missing. They all raised alarm to inform their colleagues below that something was wrong. Then their leader got a call. The moment he picked it, a male voice began to shout, “Shetima! Get out of the club now! Three trucks of soldiers are headed for the club! Get out now. Get your men out now!” Shetima didn’t know the caller, but the information he provided was useful. He raised his voice and alerted his men to the danger coming their way. In a jiffy, Shetima and his men were on their way out of the club. They had been fooled. The caller had raised a false alarm. One of Shetima’s men working for the three governors had made the call to keep Shetima from finding the club owner. Jimmy Maxwell had heard that his mother, Idara Maxwell, had found the videos he sent to Eve’s mother. Knowing that some of the people who helped him do his work in the city, would be in danger, he had begun to pull a few strings to save them.

8:06 pm, Billy Sekwa’s Home
Stella and Clara had been waiting for Billy for nearly two hours. He had been in a meeting negotiating with his political allies about how to take over the affairs of the state as the new interim president. When he finally came out of the meeting he apologized to Stella and Clara. “I am very sorry I kept you waiting for this long. Please come with me.” Stella and Clara stood up and followed him. Billy’s home was large and palatial. He had several sitting rooms for different meetings. There were armed men everywhere. Billy wasn’t taking chances. With Julia and Manga Idris on the run and his daughter, Elizabeth, having turned against him, he knew he could be attacked. When he had led them to a small sitting room, he waved at them to sit. Shortly drinks were served to them and Billy asked them to let him in on why they had come to see him. “The videos had been found. I mean the original copies. Idara Maxwell has them. We think she is going to use them to negotiate her way into power,” Clara said breathlessly. Billy was a bit distracted. His eyes had fallen on Clara’s luscious breasts cleavages. Clara followed the look of his eyes and pulled up her clothes which did well to cover her boobs adequately. “Billy, there is fire on the mount. This is not time to long for sexual romp. Idara Maxwell is a mad woman. She will use the videos in ways Julia Idris cannot even imagine. You have to stop her!” Clara emphasized.

Managing to snap out of the lust which had taken over his twisted mind, Billy asked, “Wasn’t Idara Maxwell supposed to be terminally ill? I heard she had been bedridden in Russia. Where did she get the strength to cause this much trouble?” “It doesn’t matter anymore, what matters now is that the she-devil is here and she intends to run the rule over us all. We have found that the man who hijacked the videos Emilia made for Baribote and Julia Idris, is her son. His name is Jimmy Maxwell,” Stella explained. Billy was surprised by what they had told him. He bent his head and thought for a while. “So it’s true that Emilia and my daughter Elizabeth made the videos for Baribote and Julia Idris? I am interested in retrieving the video from Idara Maxwell,” Billy said thoughtfully. Clara and Stella took a sigh of relief. While they basked in the euphoria of having turned Billy against Idara, Billy’s phone rang. The name on is phone was ‘Maxwell’. He was curious. The person whose number he saved with that name was long dead. He had to pick the call to know who was calling him, “Hello Maxwell. Are you back from the dead?” Billy asked. Stella and Clara were shocked to hear that and so picked interest in the telephone conversation.

“President Billy Sekwa, this is Idara Maxwell,” the voice on the other end of the phone said. There was a long silence before Billy said, “Its ex-president Billy Sekwa. Manga Idris is the current president.” “Do you mean Manga Idris whom you have driven away from our country. Is he not hiding with Julia in Sierra Leone as we speak?” “What do you want Idara Maxwell?” “Who is there with you Billy?” “Who I have as company is none of your business, Idara. I am a busy man, I have so much to do right now. What do you want?” “Billy, I have been well entertained watching you and your granddaughter make love. I have also heard there are more videos of you and your daughters. Do you have them? I would like to watch those too?” “Idara, you don’t want to pick a fight with me, I assure you. I was thinking you would be going after Julia, Manga and Baribote after the videos they paid Emilia to make led to the death of your son, Maxwell. If you choose to fight me, I promise you, I will destroy you.” “You and I know you are not capable of destroying me... Well, moving on; don’t bother about Julia, her husband or Baribote. I have got plans for them. Whoever killed my son, will be buried in the same grave as my son… Billy, I didn’t actually call to pick a fight with you. I called to make you an offer…”

“What offer?” Billy cut in. “Are you alone Billy?” “No, I am not.” “Excuse yourself from your guests and call me back, I can help you get what you want,” Idara said as the phone line went dead. Stella and Clara did not hear what was said between Billy and the caller. From what they heard Billy say, the caller was Idara Maxwell. Going by what they deduced, a new allegiance was about to be forged between Billy and Idara. “I am sorry ladies; the call took longer than I expected. I have heard what you said. I am interested in getting the videos. Give me a few days to put plans in place to retrieve the videos. Thanks for letting me know what Idara is up to,” Billy said as he led them out of the sitting room. Stella and Clara were surprised that Billy did not even bother to tell them that the caller was Idara or what she had said to him. He seemed more interested in sending them out of his house.

While guards led Stella and Clara to their car, Billy dialed Idara Maxwell to hear what offer she was going to make him. “Hello Idara, I am alone now. What is the proposition you have for me?” “I have the original copies of the missing sexual videos. I can make your parts in them to disappear forever. In fact, one of my men is heading to your house right now with copies of the videos and a document you should read.” “What do you want me to do to make that happen?” “I want to be part of the government you will form soon and I want all the people involved in the videos killed. It is time to end the video scandal. Let us kill all the people who made the videos and those other in the videos…” “That is too extreme, Idara. I am for killing those who made the videos. To kill those who are in the videos will be callous. I hope you know that includes your granddaughter Annabel.” “Annabel is a whore; a slut who will have sex with anybody and anything. She is a risk I can’t afford to run right now.” “I will take that to mean you are willing to kill her, right?” “Billy, please don’t sound like you were holy, I know you are on the hunt for your daughter Elizabeth. If you want the video scandal buried forever, then the right thing to do is to kill everyone who knows about it, and that includes the three governors, the celebrities and our blood relatives too.”

Billy was silent. He had thought of the same but, the way Idara talked about it, made it sound like she was going to kill dogs and not humans. “How about Eve and Stanley? Are we going to kill them too?” Billy asked. “They will get to live until I use them to find my son Jimmy. There might be a link between Eve and Jimmy. Jimmy knows too much. I am convinced he knows more about the videos than even Emilia. Once I find him, I will put Eve and Stanley down.” “Idara, I can’t understand your zeal to destroy the videos. What are you not telling me?” “Billy, a new video of the things you and your kind did in Mayo’s fun house has emerged, and it has me in it. I have not been to Mayo’s house in years, so how did they get the videos of me and my boys having sex in a hotel room so years ago? I think someone is building information about the rich and powerful in this nation with the view to destroy them. My take is that this person is powerful and strong and he is working with my son Jimmy,” Idara said in a low tone. “If we are going to kill everyone involved in this video case, then we will have to do it together. The Maxwells are snakes. I wouldn’t want you to use the slaughter against me in the future,” Billy said as the picture of what has begun unraveled to him. “That is fine by me, Billy. Meet me at Radisson Blue in the next hour.”


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