Capital Crime episode 33
Capital Crime episode 33
Planned out to the T
Obviously not ready to loose any moment of the action, Seth focused all his attention on the screen.
Seconds later, a magnanimous explosion reported around the camp, putting Seth’s shrilled laughter to an abrupt end. He jerked with shock.
Gunfire followed. More than a bunch of terrorists yelling, reigning bullets at unidentified gunmen and all the while engaging in serious warfare. Machine guns followed with the weaponry ra-ta-ta-ta hunger for human flesh- and they were never satisfied.
Four of Seth’s men rushed outside to engage. They fell on arrival as bullets smite them down with vigour and rampage.
Kelly rushed for the device, but even in the confusion, Seth hit her so hard making her loose consciousness of time and reality. Little Aisha squeezed up in a corner with fear as she streched for Kelly.
Seth grabs his gun. Enemy soldiers were at the door. He fired one dead. The second man sent a retaliation shot. He ducked.
The boy- Jerry had no idea who just arrived but surely anyone against Seth is a friend.
Two items fell off Seth’s palm. One smoked the environment. Admist chokes and distant gun battle sounds, Jerry distilled the air with his palms.
” Shit!” He uttered upon realisation.
The other item is a flashbanger. His arms went for his eyes.
Re-opened them. A terrific sight greets him as Kendrick rose from the smoke like a phoenix, yanking him up. They struggled. He grapples Jerry’s neck. From underneath this 140 pounds of weight, Jerry sights a gun on the floor and stretch out to get it.
Kendrick was clueless as to what hit him. A bullet drove into his chest. He slumped upon Jerry.
Heaving, and bustling with adrenaline, the boy pushed him off.
His eyes went to the table where the device had been. The table was bare- Seth took the device with him as he disappeared into thin air. A door swung idly at the back of the hall.
Jerry turned to see a farmiliar soldier take serious beating from Seth’s man- the man who had earlier poked a gun on his spine. He yelled angrily and stabbed the soldier with a small dagger.
“ Fuvk you! ” The American soldier screamed and landed a blow on the terrorist. Trying to release himself from the corner of the wall where the man had him pegged.
“ Arrrghhhh! I will kill youuahhhh” The slowpoke replied with agility. Pushing him back. A head butt followed.
Jerry raised his gun and aimed.
“ Hey!” He screamed to get his attention. “ d!ckhead. Over here!”
The terrorist turned.
The grey Desert Eagle gun wielded by Jerry, sent a bullet to his forehead. He kissed the dust with a loud groan and vexation, making one wonder if he would transfer that aggression towards the devil in hell.
“ Next time” the boy said to Gerrard Finder“ Use a gun. It’s faster”
Gerrard grinned with pain as he touched the spot on his abdomen where the dagger had stung.
Blood smeared on his left hand glove. It was once black but now red.
He stares blankly at the table before returning his attention to the unconscious Kelly. Curiosity sparked his mind when he set eyes upon little Aisha. He tapped a button on his intercom and said “ Watch Tower, One hostage down. But there are–”
Bukky Alakara’s voice replied“ Wait- wait! Stop – right there…Is that a little girl? Jesus Christ!! ”
“Where is the device? She added.
“ Talk to Mr Jerry, he -” Gerrard said after checking Kelly’s pulse and turns to see the room empty.
“He– is gone!”
A door swung idly at a corner.
“We got nothing on the radar.” Samantha said. “ No signals. Nothing”
I paced the Emerge-room 001. Only turning a minute to stare at the large screen. This whole thing becomes more intense by the second.
Who would have thought that nearly hundred women declared missing years ago were all kidnapped by Seth’s gang. And they have been–”
Who is this devil?
To make things worse, the missiles are in the air, and can’t be detected on radar. How do we stop this?
“ Where’d they hit” I finally asked Mr Green “ Can we be certain?
“ I -”
“ He picked a location in Central Area, Abuja” Kelly’s voice rang from the intercom and her face shown on the screen “ He–” she struggled to speak.
We could still hear gun fire in the background. Gerrard Finder had given her his night vision cam and intercom to communicate while he held off advancing terrorists from entering the building.
Mr Green speaks up“ It’s okay honey. Take it easy, I’m glad you are okay…”
“ He fired three missiles about ten minutes ago” Kelly began “ the French drones. Dad I’m scared” she broke into tears. “ I’m-”
“ Listen honey” Mr Green said “ You will be fine. Gerrard will protect you. No harm will come to you I promise.”
“ I disobeyed you, dad” she sobs “ I’m sorry”
“ It’s okay. We will get through this together. No one will be harmed. You will be fine.- ” He paused“ The French Drones right?
“ What about them? I asked. I’d been silent for a while- giving them a father and daughter time.
“ If we cant pick heat signatures off these missiles.” Mr Green continued “ then they must be hypersonic”
“ Hyper what? –”
“ Hypersonic- meaning they travel at very fast speeds of sound.” Detective Itoro said.
He walked into the Hall with a broken nose. Blood stains on his shirt and had Rumeh Kadiri in cuffs.
“ Where have you been? Samantha asked. “ your nose-its”
“ Long story. I caught this one snooping around. ”
“ Take him away! I said to the military guards. They grabbed Kadiri and escorted him out.
“ Alright! ” Mr Green said “ The French drones are equiped with the ASN4G.”
” Google that” Samantha said to one of the tech guys.
“ No need.” Mr Green continued “ These Unmanned Combat Arial Vehicles ( UCAV) carry at least five payload each. A hack into the system of just one drone gave the A.I device full control over everything. ”
“ We must evacuate Central Area then” Samantha suggested.
I checked my wrist watch. 2am on a Wednesday morning.
“ Barely enough time for that” I replied.
“ My gut’s urging me to be discreet about this and I have to say: the targets must be oil tankers or something explosive that would generate a nuclear effect.”
“ Smart! Smart move!” I chuckled. “ He played us all. He had this planned out to the T.” I nearly shed tears.
My God. I’m dealing with the devil himself. What ever did I do to deserve all these?
“ We evacuate all vehicles in Central Area, then” Samantha said dragging me out of my thoughts.
In less than 20 minutes? “ Impossible!” I urged “ We’d be causing more harm than good.”
There has got to be a way.
“ But-” Mr Green started “ just but. If I recall clearly, the designers of these missiles made it possible to abort a strike.” He reached for a desktop and googled out something “ Yes! There.”
“ Glide breakers? Itoro said.
“ Yes. Glide breakers. Every ASN4G has an internal glide breaker. ”
“ So they have the ability to Kamakazi into each other? Like destroy each other?” Detective Itoro said making Green raise an eyebrow.
“ You know quite about missiles and projectiles” He complemented.
“ What now? How do we even get these glide breakers to work? I ask. “ Our radars cannot pick signals. We don’t even know where the missiles are” I added.
“ Hypersonic missiles travel at great speeds even at lower altitudes. With the ability to maneuver sensors and radars, making them harder to detect and kill” Mr Green said.
“ And if I’m correct with predictions-” he continued“ They already entered the maneuvering stage.”
How then do we stop these attacks?
“ Abort the strike from the device.” he read my mind.
A voice could be heard as it thundered down on everyone along it’s path.
“ Don’t greet me! Get’ out of my way!”
“Stay back. Get out. You are stupid. Don’t greet me!”
It was my V.P, Mr Casmir Chukwuebuka as he entered the through the lobby in the Emerge-room 001.
“ Who else knew about this A.I device? I asked Mr Green.
“ My secretary. Stella” he uttered.“ Stella Chaltone”
When Casmir entered the hall he was bewildered “ What on God’s planet, is going on here? — ” He kept mute afterwards when his eyes went to the large screen on the wall as we watched live action of gun battle. Very intense one of it’s kind.
“ Welcome, Casmir. You are rather late” I said with my arms crossed. I looked away and asked Samantha quietly.“ What is the reg. Number of that private jet again. Remind me, please”
She says “ An AirBus 250. Registered anonymously with a Swiss Bank”
Oh my sweet husband Samuel Alakara and his Swiss contract. His Swiss clientele all these while had been Stella Chaltone. He is smart. So smart. Why’d I allow this slip my fingers for so long.
I tried to recall everything we had been through in the past. Going back in time and memory lane. It took me a while, but now I could see the picture in my head. Very vivid. It all made sense now. Everything.
the story winds down to conclusion…