The Game Of Wits

The game of wits episode 2

THE GAME OF WITS
(WHEN THE DICE IS ROLLED OUT)
EPISODE 2
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STORY BY AUTHOR SMART
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“This her sort of revenge? She should pray I don’t set my eyes on her, or I would give her something to remember.”
He said as he didn’t know what to do any more, since the only clothing that was safe was just the boxers that he was on.
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He sat on the bed while dabbing his face with the towel, when a call came in to his phone.
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He checked it up and it was Stiles, his friend and partner in crime.
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He slid up the green cursor and picked the call up in a hurry.
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“Guy Wotsup na?” A voice came through the other end of the phone.
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“I’m not fine guy, I’m really terribly angry now. One stupid girl like that after some arguments, you know their normal way na and she used a scissors to disfigure all my clothes and my shoe rack is even empty, maybe she carried them all.” He said in undisguised anger.
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” lol this story of yours is very much interesting, when playing with someone’s heart you should expect anything guy, you are lucky self, one of my guy had his manh-od lacerated by an aggrieved woman, who he has been playing with and the guy is even still in the hospital.”
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“Long story, the girl should come try it out with me and see if she won’t rot in jail.”
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“lol, I hear you oshey hærd man.”
“Well I would have to order for a new set of wardrobe, I was planning on doing that next month, but today’s stuff has just hastened things up.” He muttered.
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After some long talks he had to put the call to an end. He made an online order for a new set of clothing. Being in a bad mood he placed a call to Lola who was the next person he was expecting not to come as he told her that he had other things to do .
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It was already the next day after what happened in his house. Richærd could be seen in a clean milk colored Camry car, nodding to the music blasting from the stereo of his car, Intentions by Justin Bieber. he had his rear glass rolled down while he enjoyed the cooling s-nsation from the night breeze while he used that opportunity to think up on the new case that he had at hand. He was fond of driving through town whenever he had things up his mind and would have time to think more on that.
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The case up their sleeve, was on the constant bombing of factories and hotels across the country, with so much mortality case recorded. It was believed that a man named Ricky was the one behind the bombing but yet no one has ever seen his real face for once, as he still remained anonymous and a mystery to all. He and Stiles had been on this case for two years now but they only end up hitting the rocks, without any proof on how to bring the man to face the full wrath of the law, to the dismay of their superiors.
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He was lost in thought as he was putting two and two together.
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Richærd was a young detective, who just started it off a three years ago, but had already made name for himself this past years. He had cracked over fifty hærd under cover cases and brought a lot of hærd criminals to face the full force of the law, alongside Stiles. The name of the two rings a bell in all nook and cranny of the crime world, sending a lot of mafia lords into exile and hiding. That had really given their reputation a huge boost .
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Richærd, toppled up his speed as he set the car rolling in high speed, the noise made from him over taking most cars, brushed past his ears.
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He was still in high speed when a car which had been trailing him for long also increased it’s speed, he followed Richærd’s car at top speed too.
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Richærd turned around to see the speeding car and smiled as he muttered.
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“Another lover of speed.”
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He increased the speed of his car and zoomed down the road, as if in competition with the other car.
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“Shit!! Sir I lost him.”
The occup-nt of the other car said into the earpod that was fixed on his ear.
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“It’s alright I will takeover the trailing from here.”
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Another voice muttered, as he kicked his car into life and pursued after Richærd.
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Richærd who was not aware of what was really after him was still busy nodding to the music playing from his car, he was more or less absent minded.
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He was still lost, when suddenly he had this instinct that he was being followed, he glanced over the rear mirror, sighting the incoming car that was on top speed.
He smiled gently and just to be sure he was followed, he negotiated a bend to another street and decreased his speed a little, while he still acted as if ignorant that he was being followed, nodding to the music playing out.
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Just then looking over the side mirror he still saw the car trailing behind him and on the same speed level, he himself was.
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“I think I got myself some unwelcomed guest, well welcome to a wh0le new ride.” Richærd said, accelerating the car at top speed and off he went at top speed taking a detour.
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The men cursed aloud, while picking up their own trail at top speed.
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“If I get this motherf-cker, I sure would show him how to respect his Papa.” One of them growled in obvious anger.
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Richærd picked up his phone and dialed Stiles number. At the first ring he picked up the call.
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“Guy no need for long talks,i think I’m being trailed by Chief Obi’s boys. Probably to destroy every evidence we can have against him. Just come help out, I will text you the address.” Richærd scre-med into the phone.
“But I believe you can shake them off yourself why disturb me?” Stiles said obviously annoyed.
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“We need more evidence, and I think we can get more through this medium, I will be taking them on a tour round the city until you arrive.”
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“But….”
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“No buts… Get your ass over here.” Richærd said, putting an end to the call before Stiles,could reply.
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Stiles who was in his room, with his laptop could be seen watching a girl twerk for him in a video chat. And he suddenly smiled at her, after the call.
“You know what babe? We would continue from where we stopped when I return.”
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He said but she protested in annoyance. “You can’t just leave me this way.” She said through the video call.
“I’m already doing that.” He said, shutting close the laptop, while sprang up from the bed, to reveal his unclad body that was covered by the blanket.
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He walked over to his wardrobe, while he settled for an all black, rugged outfit, he tucked in pistols in different angles of his uniform, all hidden at strategic points and a wicked looking knife, that he tucked in a space beside his two boots.
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“Let’s go deal with the bad men.”
He muttered, while he walked outside and hopped into one of his Porsche cars and honked for the gate keeper to open the gate.
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Immediately he opened the gate. then off he went at top speed that the gate keeper stood transfixed shocked….
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TO BE CONTINUED

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