Capital crime episode 31

Capital Crime episode 31
” Uh-Uh!”
Itoro
“ I did not tell them anything. I swear” Aj’s voice sipped through the air.
“ Yes I know. I wont tell this too. I promise”
He shot him dead. The silenced gun gave a “pippp…pippp” sound.
Just then.
Rumeh turns.
“ Dodge” I whispered as though Ife could hear me. She could not. But she ducked down anyways. She had enterd the observatory room and I was at the door.
She picks a gun which Rumeh had left on the table and entered into the holding cell. Rumeh hadnt noticed her advancing and stalking like a shewolf.
I touched my sheath. I left my gun back at the emergency room.
Fuvk.
I picked another from the floor- belonging to one of the dead guards.
“ Drop it” She said to Rumeh.
I noticed he had a detonator with him. It already began countdown.
“Or what? ” He replies “This wh0le building is coming down” He continued “ And there is nothing you can do about it?
“ The gun and the detonator” she says“ drop them! Now!”
“ You cant save everyone. The president’s going to die,” He continued “ You are alone. What can you- a woman- possible do?
“ No. She aint!” I said as I entered the holding cell. “ She got me. Drop your fuvking weapon”.
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Narrator
Gerrard Finder climped one of the shafts and sneaks upon a patrol guard. He cracked his neck. He gives his men signals as the other guard was quietly stabbed by his Nigerian surbodinate.
“ Move into the position. Stealth mode. Only engage with fire when s₱0tted by enemy troops”
“ Copy that captain!” Came the replies.
He placed a timed C4 explosive at the base of ladder when he climbed down.
He crouched after s₱0ting a terrorist taking a leak in the dike. From behind he sneaked upon and stabbed the man deep into his heart. Pulls out the dagger and spits upon his corpse.
“Pisx in hell motherfuvker!”
He spoke into his intercom quietly. “ Surround the camp… Team B on me. ”
***
Itoro
“All these while I wondered who was behind that camera footage at the American embassy. It was you after all.
You threatened Stella. Gave her scripted speech, afterwards force her to take a walk out because you had the wh0le place miraculously wired to a bomb.”
Rumeh scoffs. “ Okay buddy. You got me there. And now what?
“Now you will be arrested. Hands up!”
He had tossed his weapon and the denotor to the ground.
I stretched an handcuff to Ife while monitoring Rumeh.
“ Cuff him!”
He made a quick move. Picks up his gun.
I fired a shot. My gun clicked. It was Jammed. No bullets.
“ Bleep me!”
I smile sheepishly. I must have exposed my set of thirty-twos’.
“ Oh! I forgot. ” I said gesticulating the metal in my hand “ There is a part in the users manual that says : Won’t fire against friends and family”.
“ Really? ” He said“ guess it doesn’t apply to this one too”
A punch clouded my grin.
Ife fired. Her gun jammed too.
“ I took the bullets out” Rumeh said as he made his way toward her “ Never under-estimate your enemy”
From the floor, I felt my head spin. A sharp pain erupted from in,side my nostrils. When I viewed my palms, blood covered the strokes on them.
“ Nighty night princess”
I raised my eyes to behold Rumeh knock the daylight out of Ife.
“ Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!! Damn niggar. That’s a lady”
He paces toward me.
“Uh-uh!”
I picked up everything and anything from paper, lampstand, pen to trashcan, tossed them at him. He dodged every attack. Rushed suddenly towards me. I slid under the table where AJ’s lifeless head. Rumeh throws punches. Tried to grab me. Hell nah bro. You won’t lay your fingers on me. Finally, I used AJ to wield a blow.
“ Oh Man!” Rumeh says “ Have some respect for the dead!”
“ He doesn’t mind.” I stare at the corpse“ Do you?
“ Lord! Who is this guy? Rumeh says and the next thing that followed had me wondering. My feet left the floors as he yanked me into the air.
“ I don’t have wings” I said hoping he’d drop a brother down.
“ Don’t worry. You will land safely”
He pulls me up from behind the table and I found myself taking a flight across the room. . .
The story continues….