The game of wits episode 17

GAME OF WITS
(ROLLED OUT DICE)
BY AUTHOR SMART
EPISODE 17
Richærd on his way to the car, was all lost for word and confused!
This really wasn’t anything funny, anytime he left the man’s place he was always left confused and not knowing what next to do.
He entered his car, and off he drove, he turned on,Memories by Maroon5, while he sang along with the flow.
He reminisced through every of the friend he had got. Starting from Stiles.
He had first met Stiles in a club and they both had a serious fallout, they fought like never before, and like that an enmity brew between them both.
Richærd later secured a job in, UID, meanwhile Stiles was already a worker there.
They both kinda dropped their differences and embraced true friendsh¡p, since they both were so compatible in their line of work and and also made good joke mates.
He knew virtually everything about Stiles, from his background to his current life. So the chances of Stiles being in league with the criminals were slim.
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But he knew the middle aged man, on a very mission last year, it was a lone assignment, the assignment was so tough that he was shot on his arm and belly, yet he used his last breath to continue riding his car on top speed till up to a point where he lost consciousness and his car rammed into a tree.
He couldn’t tell what happened afterwards. He woke up to see himself in an old building, with bandage on his stomach and arm.
It was at this point he saw an old man in wheel chair, wheel towards him, asking him if he was now feeling better and all that.
He had asked him how he arrived the room and the man had told him some people brought him there, because he was already near deaths step.
Richærd didn’t bother asking. Through his stay with the man he came to understand the man was really filled with so much wisdom and quite unfathomable. e*
He advised Richærd on so many things and schooled him in so many detective skills, and way of apprehending an assailant, so many things he never knew, the man thought him and even urged him to read a lot of books, he stayed a total of two weeks in the man’s place and he really learnt a lot.
He personally knew the man’s stay in that hidden place was probably because he was hiding from someone, but he didn’t bother asking or prying into it.
This was all the things roaming through his mind, while in the car.
Just then his phone rang, he dipped his hands into his pocket and pulled out his phone, the caller was Stiles.
“Hi man.”
Richærd said.
“Guy where you de na!! We just had a trail! The suspected person carrying out the mission is chief Franklyn, and the hit would be tomorrow morning . Because the major general would be going for an important appointment.”
“Wow!! OK then inform Jeff and the other guy, they should come over as fast as possible. We would be needing their help.”
Richærd said and Stiles put the call to an end.
Richærd accelerated the car at full speed and gunned down the road, as if in a death race.
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It was already early morning, Richærd, Jeff and Stan, and Stiles were all in an all black attire, In their car waiting for the major general’s convoy to reach.
Jeff was at the wheel smoking out his life. He is a young guy of twenty five years. Tall, slim and good looking. He was very good with the car and also a good spy and detective to an extent. He really can ride cars and had his own special way of controlling them.
Stan, was set with him polishing his pistol and pecking different parts of the pistol really was nerve dropping but that really was his way, he hærdly talks, he was a taciturn and finds words so precious, that he utters a few in a day. His facial looks presented him as a bad guy, but he was far from being a bad guy, he actually was the kindest and compassionate one amongst them and his kind attitude had made him nearly lost his life in a mission he went for in Zimbabwe.
He was huge and bulky, with a scar running down his face, after Richærd and Stiles, Stan was the next most recommended agent in UID.
They were all waiting in earnest, when suddenly a row of cars sped pass them, with the siren blaring at its zenith.
Jeff was about to start the car and trail them slowly when another set of cars sped pass them and this time around it was very clear that it was Mr. Ricky’s men.
Jeff, sped off too running after them at full speed.
Meanwhile, the speeding convoys of the major general had hit a double cross, as another set of cars blocked the road and opened fire on the approaching cars.
The bullet pierced the wind screen and hit the first driver by the neck, making the car lose control and reared into the bush, as it got propelled up and sumersault multiple times in the air and landed upside down.
The shooting continued from both front and back.
In the middle of the cars a door opened and a man in Agbada walked out.
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tbc