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Oluchi’s POV

"I did, to the commissioner of police on my way to change," Ike retorts.

"Okay, call him now and tell him we are ready to go." Abdul conveys and Ike bobs his head, producing his phone from his back pocket, his hands tapping on the screen before he places it on his ear.

"Hello Sir," he greets, as the man seems to pick up. 

"Please sir, have you mobilized your men?" He inquires. "Thank you, sir. Please, let your men not use their sirens, I'll be sending you the directions immediately."

"Okay bye," he ends the call, and does as he says, tapping on the device and locks it, swerving to us. "Guys, it's time to move."

"Brandon are you ready? We are going into a marked territory," Brian speaks to his twin.

"Be serious for once man," Glory blurts, getting up, and eyes him.

"I just want to lighten the mood," Brian pouts, his twin rubbing his back as he holds his chuckle. Both of them looking like the twins they are as they are clad in the same hue of black jeans and brown vests.

"Please Brian, for once, keep zip," Dominion instructs in a commanding tone, adjusting the cuffs of his long-sleeved cashmere black sweater that's hanging above black sweatpants.

"No one should force me to speak," he wails, his expression morphed in fake sadness.

"Brian, Dominion, and Abdul, you'll go with me," Ike tells, gesturing to them.

"Joe, Nuel, Glory, Oluchi, and Maxwell," he calls and we all look up, significantly Maxwell and I as we are still cuddled up on the cushion. "You five will go in Joe's jeep."

"Okay, let me go fetch my keys," Joe voices, walking past Ike to do his bidding.

"I'll lead the way, and we'll stop some distance away from the building, wait for my signal," Ike directs, jingling his car keys. 

"We should move now right?" Joe queries, returning with his keys in his hands.

Ike nods and wanders through the entrance Ike came through. Dominion, Abdul, Brian, and Brandon, following suit. Nuel standing from his location on the armrest of Ike's previous seat.

"It will be alright bro," Joe says in consolation as he taps Maxwell on the shoulder, squeezing him comfortingly.

"Okay y'all, it's our turn, we need to get out of here," Glory orders, taking a serious stance.

We obey and walk to the veranda, Glory walking aside Maxwell and me, Joe at the forefront, and Nuel at the back who shuts the door after us. We see Ike's car is on, Dominion is the last one to enter as he bangs the back door of the Ferrari when Brian and Brandon enter.

Copying Joe's steps, I attain at his car and he unlocks it with the car remote, and I point Nuel, Glory, and Max to pass into the back seat. 

"Oluchi, help me drive the car to the street while I open and lock up," Joe lets out, handing me the keys.

"Okay," I nod, collecting it from his hold, and climbing into the driver's side. Peering at Glory through the mirror and lending her a wink at her scary outlook due to the fact I'm behind the wheel.

"Don't wreck us," Maxwell mutters, hitting the back of my seat as Joe pushes the gate, Ike driving through.

"Well if you keep hitting the back of my seat, I just might," I communicate, starting the engine and getting the car ready to move. 

Nodding at Joe as I pass where he's standing, I park a few feet away from the compound and shuffle to the passenger side, waiting for his arrival, the engine still running. He shows up two minutes later and slides in, taking control of the vehicle as we tail Ike's movements, on our way to mission 'search and rescue Ana.

We reach the scene and Joe stops the car behind Ike's Ferrari, which is a kilometer or so apart from the structure. Climbing down, the others do the same and we round the vehicle to the front, there Ike and his group are stationed waiting for us.

"Good, now we are all gathered," he voices as he notices we are complete.

"See that building?" He implores, flashing the light of his iPhone 11 ProMax ahead, and we bob our head in affirmation as we observe a brown bricked roof.

"That's Ana's location," he whispers after Dominion motions him to quiet down. 

"Oluchi, Glory, and Nuel, you go through this way," he points at the grass at our left. "You scamper a few feet that way, and when you feel it's time, you swerve to the right and keep going. The plan is to go in from behind. From what I can remember, the back wall is broken. Let's hope I am right, and that she hasn't gotten around to fixing it."

"Dominion, Abdul, and I are to go directly from the entrance, and use this," he says, ambling to the booth of his car, throwing it open and pointing the light on it to reveal, a pestle, two huge metal sticks, a baseball bat, a hockey stick and a black sleek revolver. "To tackle them from the front. You can help yourselves to anyone you feel you can handle."

"I know in a way this is illegal but the life of someone we care about and my baby is in danger so we have to result to these measures," he enlightens at Glory's panicky glimpse. "The police should be on their way but at this moment, we are counting on each other okay?"

"Thank you," he appreciates as we all offer him affirmation gestures. "Maxwell, Brian, and his twin will come after a while to make sure no external forces apart from the police get into the compound or let anyone who isn't from our group out."

"Joe, sorry I forgot, you'll join Oluchi's group, they'll need all the help they can get thus they are the rescuing team," he enunciates and snatches a metal stick. "You'll need this."

"Good luck everyone, and may the Lord be with us," he dismisses, and we all kick into gear, Joe heading our group in the designated direction as we begin our task.



Slowly and stealthily, our feet generate crunchy noises, the same time our arms part the long weeds to grant us passage. The dark sky and lack of moon helping to conceal our figures from anyone on the lookout for intruders.

At Nuel's signal, because he's the brainy one who must have calculated the distance in his head, we corner to our right and continue to walk till after a while we arrive at a spot where we can see the building from behind, especially as Joe switches on the blinding light of a torch I don't know he's possessing.

"Fuck! Turn that shit off!" I whisper yell at the brightness, provoking him to obey. "Do you want to get us busted?"