Deep secrets episode 19 – 20

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Writer: Anonymous❤️

Episode 19

7:15 am, The Maxwell Corporation
Maxwell stepped out of his limousine and ambled toward the grand lobby of Maxwell
Corporation building. Three streets away, on the twelfth floor of a hotel building, a sniper perched on the window of his room. He focused his thermal rifle scope and aimed at
Maxwell with his finger on the trigger. Before Maxwell could step into the lobby, the sniper
squeezed the trigger; lumps of flesh and arterial blood exploded into the air from the
back of Maxwell’s head and he slumped to the ground in a heap. The sniper slowly pulled his weapon into his room and closed the curtain. In front of the Maxwell Corporation building, there was chaos. Security men fired shots in
every direction not knowing where the bullet came from. On the floor, Maxwell was in the
throes of death, choking in his pool of blood.
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7:18 am, Bimpe’s House.
Mr. Femi, Bimpe’s husband, was still in bed with Linda, his secretary. He had spent the
night with her and had slept very little. When his phone rang, he sighed and was minded to
ignore it. But when his two other lines began to ring simultaneously, he dragged himself out of bed and picked the call on his major phone line. The call was from a Des**t Scorpion hit man.

“Mr. Femi, Maxwell is down. Once we pick
up Mayo and your wife, we will let you know.”

Mr. Femi stood up and went into the bathroom.
In there he lowered his voice and said,

“If picking up Bimpe and Mayo alive would prove difficult, waste them and bring me Mayo’s testicles. I still want them.”

“You will get them sir,” the scorpion guy said before the phone line went dead.

Back in his room, Mr. Femi climbed into his bed and began to k-ss Linda from her belly.

“You promised me a lap dance, can I get it now?” he asked.

Linda nodded shyly and rolled out of bed.
Twenty minutes later she was busy giving Mr. Femi a lap dance. The two of them were
stopped cold when Mayo and a masked man broke into the bedroom. Mayo had a Springfield XD automatic Pistol and handled it menacingly. Mr. Femi was expecting Mayo to shoot him and Linda, but what he said stunned him.

“Get dressed with your mistress sir. Someone has ordered a hit on you. Bimpe wants me to take you to safety.”

Linda did not waste a moment; before Mayo
could finish his words she was already on her feet, struggling into her undergarments. Mr. Femi was in shock and found it hærd to believe. Mayo studied him for a moment and asked,

“You don’t believe it that Bimpe sent me to protect you, do you? Look sir, Bimpe did all the stuffs you saw in the videos and worse. But what she cannot do is watch you die. You have done her no wrong.”

Mr. Femi pointed his finger at Mayo and asked, “Are you not Mayowa Folarin?” and moved
closer to him as if he would start a fight.

“Yes, I am. I think I know why you are asking who I am sir,” Mayo replied.

“Do you?”

“Yes, and this is not the right time and place to discuss it. Get dressed sir, the guys after you
will kill everyone in here when they arrive.”

Reluctantly Mr. Femi began to dress up. Some fifteen minutes later, he and Linda were smuggled out of his house to some unknown
location. While Mr. Femi and Linda were left in a lush room.
Mayo placed a call to Bimpe to inform her that her husband had been moved to safety.

“Bim, Femi has been moved out of the house. In the next two hours the news of his death will hit the media. I planned it in such a way everyone will believe he is dead. He has found himself a pretty babe to warm himself up.”

“Thanks a lot Mayo. When I am done speaking with you, I would like to speak with my husband.”

“I think that will help to settle him a lot. He thinks I came to kill him. He recognized my face from the videos.”

“What?! Why didn’t you wear a mask?”

“I wanted him to know the face saving his ass. I doubt he will come after me after this gesture. It is a mind game. I am good at it Bimpe, relax.”

“Maxwell is dead. Are you aware of that? I think my husband made the call.”

“I think so too. But it is no skin off my nose. I think I would do worse if I was in his shoes.”

Bimpe sighed deeply and shot her eyes. She searched her mind about what to do and then
asked,

“Mayo, what if he already has sent assassins after us?”

“I think he has. There is no doubt about it. I have three out of his four children. If he doesn’t
come after me, I would be surprised.”

“Should we kill him then?”

“No. He has done no wrong. I want to walk the high road with him. We hurt him first, and he is doing what a man in his position would do.”

“I am scared, Mayo.”

“You shouldn’t be. Stay under until I sort all this out. Emilia pulled some strings which brought us to where we are right now. I will fix it all soon. Stay under and do nothing.”

“I will try.”

After that Mayo went back into the room where Mr. Femi and Linda were and gave him the
phone to speak with his wife.
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THE PREVIOUS NIGHT
10:45 pm, Orange Resort.
Martin Sekibo began to shake when Chucks and his men opened their torture tool box.
Chucks pulled a seat and sat in front of him. Removing his phone from his pocket, he played a clip of the scandalous s€× video for Sekibo and asked,

“Who made this video and the others? I want you to tell me all you know about the videos.”

Sekibo tried to say something but it came out muffled because his mouth was covered. Seeing he wanted to talk, Chucks outlined for him the rules he must observe for things to end well between them.

“I am going to remove the gag from your mouth, but if you shout, I will shoot you on the head and then go to your house to slaughter
your wife and children.”

The mention of his wife and children really got to him. He nodded, signaling he would stick to the rules. Chucks stood up and removed the gad from his mouth.

“Now start talking,” Chucks said. He had a tape recorder on.

Meanwhile in the restaurant, Eve, Stanley and their squad were still waiting for Chucks and his men to come out. The man to whom Emilia’s house address was sent to had sent
them his findings. According to him, the house into which Leroy entered belonged to a certain
Amina Houghton. The guy also believed that the house was being occupied by its owner,
who may have other aliases.
Eve and Stanley could not wait to get to know who she was. All they could deduce so far was
that the Amina Houghton, Chucks and Leroy were all working together. To get a hang of what was really going on, Stanley decided that they should pick Chucks up and question him. The way they planned it, they would use Chucks to lure out the man who shot them in the night of their wedding. They still did not
know his name, but they were confident a few pieces of the puzzle would begin to fit into
their places by the time they speak with Chucks and the shooter.
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10:50 pm, Bay Apartments.
For days Steve stalled about telling Lizzy the truth about the sort of life he lived with his
friends and why some people were after them. Lizzy was determined to get the truth from him, but somehow Steve kept evading her questions, using the precarious situation around them as his excuse. To get the answers she wanted, Lizzy decided to pull a stunt on
Steve. Steve had sneaked out of the hotel where they hid to go buy some things they needed. By the time he came back he met Lizzy on the phone with a senior police officer, Lizzy was hysterical, narrating their ordeal to the officer. Steve did not like the idea. He and his friends had so much dirt on them that they
all decided not to get the police involved. For Lizzy to have called the police and told them all she knew meant trouble. Steve grabbed the phone from her, dropped the call and checked
how long she had been talking. He was shocked to see she had been on the phone for twenty minutes. Steve had beside himself anger and fear.

“You should never have done this Lizzy! You shouldn’t!!”

“Since you won’t tell me why some people want us dead, and the reason they are flying nude
pictures of you and I about. I have decided to get the police involved. I am as taxpayer. It is
my right to involve lawbenforcement agents when I feel my life is in danger!”

Steve could see how determined she was and so began to plead with her,

“Babe, you can’t talk to the police. I will tell you all you want to know. Just promise me you won’t run away. Trying to leave me now might put you in grave danger.”

“No, you are wrong. Knowing you was what put me in trouble in the first place. Steve, if you want me to remain in your life, you have to tell me the truth.”

Steve took her hand and led her to a seat and began to narrate to her some of the things he
thought he could tell her without doing much damage to his ego or letting her know how spoilt and evil he really was.

“I got into bad habits back when I lived in Italy. You know the s€× business in Italy, I really got into it. My unfaithfulness to you has nothing to do with my not loving you. I am madly in love with you! My problem is that I have now become a slave of my own s€×ual desires. I and my friends are the same. We come together to have s€× in the most twisted ways you can imagine. I am very sorry…”

Steve began to cry deliberately to get Lizzy’s pity.

“I am hooked to s€×ual drugs. The ones I gave
you, I hærdly can do without them,” he continued.

Lizzy had not seen him cry, somehow, watching him cry made her feel better. She did not pity him, but oddly enough wanted him to cry much more.

“People do not want us dead because you sleep with your friends and regularly use s€×
drugs. There is more to what is happening and you haven’t told me much. I think someone
wants to destroy our marriage because of what you did to his marriage. Why would anyone strip me nude at gunpoint, take photos of me with unclad men, and also send to me pictures of you and your friend in s€×ual acts?

It is clear whoever is after us wants our marriage destroyed. He or she is out for revenge. I knew somehow that you were cheating on me but not at this scale.” Steve tried to give her a plausible answer but no words came through. His mind was blank; he tried desperately to explain all that was happening but could not. Finally, he had to tell her something close to the truth,

“There are ladies I have had s€× with whose husbands are after me. They want to pay me back for what I did.”

“I suppose it won’t be difficult for you if I call them to settle all this by giving them an offer to
spend a night with me in a hotel of their choice. I want us to stop running and go back to our children,” Lizzy said, deliberately pulling his legs.

Steve’s heart began to beat fast; he could not imagine other men doing to his wife what he did to other women. Steve could not bring himself to tell his wife that he had children with some women outside their marriage.
He would not mention to his wife that many university girls he gave pendulum had died in
his hands while having s€× with them. He knew he would never tell her about the videos making rounds amongst certain people or about his roles in their making. Steve kept mute about his life as a professional killer, both in Italy and in Lagos.

“Has your filthy lifestyle anything to do with Eve and Stanley being shot in the night of their wedding,” Lizzy asked expecting her husband to lie to her as usual.

Steve swallowed hærd and began to sweat. He
had not mentioned the shooting to Lizzy, she must have picked it up from the media.

“You know; I have been wondering why you never mentioned for once to me the shooting of your friends. Isn’t it striking that all these began after the shooting? Was Stanley a gigolo like you too?”

While Steve wondered how to answer Lizzy’s questions, a maid in the hotel was coming to their room to deliver to Lizzy a parcel
containing the scandalous videos. Yet again those after them were able to find them using the ch¡p placed in her Sony camera.

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Writer: Anonymous❤️

Episode 20

THE PREVIOUS NIGHT
10:50 pm, Orange Resort
“Martin Sekibo, I am ready to hear all you know about the videos; I am all ears,” Chucks said,

holding the tape recorder in front of Martin and his gun in the other hand. Bathing his eye-lids like an animal hit with a flood of light, Sekibo began,

“Three years ago I was invited to a meeting in Ghana by Chief Baribote. The purpose of the meeting was how to bring down his political opponents and their supporters. He played for us a video he had obtained from a woman; I suppose she is one of your friends. Her name was… ehmm… Amaju… who now?” He stuttered, trying to recall the full name.

“Amaju Stella,” Chucks supplied.

“Yes! Amaju Stella. He had met the woman in Abuja in a business conference; after the conference they ended up in the same bed. The lady, Stella, had played the video for him to show him how to make love to her. The video was a little lengthy and shocking. Baribote was stunned to see the faces in the videos. I can’t recall the details of what happened afterwards, but I know that Baribote stole the video from Stella and asked me to kill her. Two days after I was asked to kill Stella, the hit was called off. I…”

“Why was the hit called off?” Chucks asked.

“I was not told, but later I overhead Emilia telling Chief Baribote that Mr. Amaju wanted to handle the matter his way.”

“What? Do you know who is Mr. Amaju?” Chucks asked, his eyes almost popping out with shock.

“I think he is Stella’s husband.”

“Jesus! No! Please don’t tell me he knows about Stella’s secrets.”

“I don’t have much information about Mr. Amaju. I am only telling you what I overheard by chance.”

“Who else was in the meeting in Ghana?”

“Emilia, Elizabeth Sekwa, Former…”

“Wait! Oh my God! Did you just mention Elizabeth Sekwa?”

“Yes, I did.”

“What was she doing in the meeting? She and her father are in the videos. They are hunting the videos to destroy them, aren’t they?”

Chucks was sweating now in spite of the chilly atmosphere in the hotel room.

“So you haven’t heard?”

Chucks raised his gun toward Sekibo and shouted,

“Haven’t heard what?”

Sekibo shook and volunteered the answer hurriedly, “Former president Billy Sekwa repeatedly abused Elizabeth and her sisters when they were teenagers…”

“What sort of abuse do you mean?”

“s€×ual abuse. All his three daughters have children for him. Last year I helped poison Felix; Elizabeth’s son for her father. It was Elizabeth that wanted him dead.”

“Hold on Mr. Martin, are you telling me that Elizabeth Sekwa was part of those who planned the videos, and her primary reason was to destroy her father?”

“Yes, she offered her father a chance to have s€× with her in a celebrity orgy hosted by your friend Mayo Folarin, and he jumped at it.”

Chucks stood up and paced around a bit, obviously to let out some steam. He walked back to Sekibo and sat.

“I was in the s€×ual orgies all the days it lasted, I can tell you that Billy Sekiwa may not have slept with his daughter, Elizabeth. Why did they bring him there? Was it to record what he did with the others?”

“Exactly, but if you look closely you will see that Billy slept with a thirteen-year-old girl on the last night of the orgies. That girl is his granddaughter, Marion. Emilia made that happen for Elizabeth. Of course she used pendulum on both Billy and his granddaughter.”

Chucks felt his head swoon, he wanted to hear more but he had already heard more than he could handle.
Seeing Chucks was distraught, the private detective working with Chucks, took over asking the questions.

“You were going to mention other people in the meeting which took place in Ghana, who are they?”

“The current minister of State for Education, two currently serving South-west Governors. Back then they were not governors, but were in government serving in different capacities. There is one more person in the meeting, she is very powerful, I don’t know if I should mention her name.”

Before the detective could reply him a word, Chucks swung himself from the left side of Martin and landed a nasty blow on his chin and left him sprawling on the floor in pain. He raised his boot to match his neck and his men stopped him.

“When I asked you to tell me all you know, I meant it! Who is the woman?” Chucks barked fighting to break loose from the men who held him.

Sekibo was shaken up by the punch. His jaw and been torn open and was bleeding. Martin tried to speak but the pain was too much. The detective waved at one of the pr-stitutes and she ran over. The detective asked her to get a towel from the bathroom, put some ice from the fridge on it and place it on Martin’s wound.
Chucks who was breathing heavily like a bull in a fight, barked once more at Sekibo,

“I want the name now!”

From the floor where he lay, Sekibo squeaked, “Julia Idris.”

The mere mention of the name hushed everyone in the room. A pin-drop could have been heard. The harlots were shocked by how scared Chucks, the detective and his men were. They looked from Chucks to the detective, waiting for the cue to bolt. Julia Idris was the wife of the current president. Her influence was overwhelming. It was believed she single handedly removed Billy Sekwa and put her husband in power. Julia Idris had influence in every sector of the economy and was ruthless. Her connection in the military and paramilitary agencies were common knowledge to those in politics. She hated the former president Billy Sekwa for his corrupt ways and swore on national television to remove him from office, and that she eventually did.
Chucks had expected a name, but not one that big. He had to calm himself and took a sit. With a clam voice he asked,

“Why were Eve and Stanley shot?”

The detective pulled Sekibo up from the floor and put him back on his seat. The terrified s€× worker began to apply the towel on his wound. Managing to speak, Sekibo said,

“Someone mailed the videos to them. We think they have the videos. The decision to kill them was made so that the videos would not be found and to fool Maxwell, Billy Sekwa, the four governors and the celebrities in the videos that Emilia and her team were working to stop the videos from spreading. Something had to be done and your friends being the ones to whom the videos were mailed to, had to take the fall.”

At that point, Martin Sekibo’s phone rang, it was a text message from Emilia, it read,

“Martin, I am sending Leroy to you. He is in bed with me right now. I fear that he knows he was set up at the nightclub. He asked me about it in a manner which suggested he might be up to something. When he comes to meet you, kill him. Make sure his body is never found.”

Carefully Chucks read the message with a sadistic smile on his face.

“I was thinking of killing you, I have just changed my mind. You know far too much. I think you will be much more useful to me alive than dead. Dress him up,” Chucks said to the harlots working with him.

The detective untied Sekibo’s legs and the harlots got him into his shirt and trouser. Some minutes later he was fully dressed up. Chucks sent his men to the room they had booked to gain entry into the hotel to remove their belongings. The detective cuffed Sekibo’s hand to his, while Chucks gave him cover from behind with his gun under his clothe. Ahead of them the two harlots and the other men working with the detective, made their way down stairs, their eyes darting about for anything suspicions.

In the restaurant, Eve, Stanley and their men were still waiting. When they heard footsteps descending the staircase, they all pulled their guns and inched closer. Stanley was in the lead. He was looking for Chucks. The two harlots and the detective’s men passed, he felt something wasn’t right, the harlots cut the figure of those afraid of something. He sent the guards’ helmsman and two of his men after them and held his position. Behind him Eve held her gun firmly and inched toward the staircase, ready to shoot anything which would threaten her. A few seconds later, the detective led Sekibo into the lobby, Stanley could see he had his hand cuffed to his. He stood up and walked briskly toward them with his gun concealed under his clothes. He was stopped cold when he saw Chucks descending from the staircase. Chucks could not move a limb either. Though he knew Stanley was alive, he still could not believe his eyes.
From his left side, Chucks felt a cold metal brush his ear. He turned only to see Eve. Her eyes were misty and she was visibly trying to control her anger. She dug her gun into Chucks back, took his gun and whispered,

“So you betrayed us.”

“No Eve, I did not. We were all fooled,” Chucks replied.

The detective could tell they had been ambushed. He tried to call his men for back-up but it was too late. Stanley moved quickly and shoved his gun into his mouth, saying,

“If you speak a word I will blow your brains out here.”

The detective nodded, signaling submission. Stanley and Eve led him and Chucks toward the hotel kitchen and out into the compound.

At the car park, the helmsman and his men subdued the two harlots and the men with them, using fake police identity cards. About an hour later, Chucks and his entire team were successfully moved to the house the Helmsman and Stanley used as their investigation base.

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THE NEXT DAY
10:30 am, Stone Valley Hotel.
Annabel was holding a gun in her right hand and crying. Mayo was sitting on the bed, looking sad.

“They did not just frame up my father and I, but they have gone ahead to kill him. Mayo, I want to find out who did this. I swear by God; I will clean out their entire generation!”

“You have got to calm down and give me three days to get you the information you want. Right now, I don’t know who killed Maxwell. You know he had many enemies. As at now I don’t know which of them ordered the hit,” he lied.

“I have drawn up a list. Top on it is Emilia. She had us drugged in a party you and her hosted. I have found the little girl Billy Sekwa had s€× with in the video, she remembers being given something to drink before she passed out. Emilia was the one who gave her the drug. She has been behind this all along.”

Mayo was shocked to hear that; Annabel wasn’t even meant to find the girl. How could she have found her, he thought.

“Who else are on your list?” he asked hoping Bimpe or her husband, Mr. Femi, won’t be on the list.

“Chief Baribote and Julia Idris,” she replied holding back some information. Mayo calmed.

“I see you have been working a lot. I am going to look in that direction and see what I can find. I’ve got to go now.”

Mayo stood and exited the hotel room.
Annabel made a quick call,

“Hello, Mayo is on his way out of the hotel, follow him and find out where he goes and who he talks to.”

When Mayo reached his rented car, he made a call,

“Bimpe, Annabel is mad. She wants revenge. Luckily she doesn’t have you or your husband’s name on her hit list. She has also found Marion. I don’t know how.”

“That is not possible! If she has found her then it would mean Emilia or Steve is deliberately feeding her some information to come after us.”

“I don’t think so. She is mad with Emilia, if she gets the chance right now, she would strangle her to death.”

“You shouldn’t buy that Mayo, what if she was pretending? I am going to let her know what actually happened in those nights, that way she will point her anger in the right direction. On the other hand, you haven’t faked my husband’s death, why?”

“I found out he has a hit squad on the prowl for us. We need him to call them off.”

“I think I have to speak with him.”

“That will be great, please do it so I can move freely.”

After the call, Mayo drove off and two vehicles sent by Annabel followed him.

To be continued.