A Story written by Purityval (0703440 1770, firstname.lastname@example.org.)
Settled in the comfort of her office she thought deeply about what she discussed with Lizzy. Lizzy had been of the strong opinion that they keep the information and handle it discreetly. Before Lizzy left with her car she’d admonished her to be careful and talk to no one while she contacts her private investigator friend.
Claire had told her to stand down till she thinks things through. Since Lizzy was going to come back to her house later, she had persuaded her to take her car against taking a taxi. She was strongly contemplating on telling her uncle or not when her phone started ringing. “Talking of the devil”, she muttered picking the phone from the table. As she answered the call, she knew she couldn’t keep such information away from him. He was going to insist on getting the authorities involved but she was going to make sure he didn’t go down that lane.
“Good morning uncle.” She greeted as the line connected.
“I’m fine and you?”
“Yes I just came in.”
She dropped the cell on the table as the line disconnected and relaxed back waiting for the arrival of Bob who told her that he was on his way to her office.
It wasn’t long before the traffic light turned green and cars started moving. He couldn’t wait and just when he saw the little chance he needed he overtook the old man cursing.
He’d kept stepping on the accelerator in other to cover up the distance between him and the guy on hood who seemed not aware of being followed.
As he covered some distance, few cars away from his target, he noticed the sudden increase in the car’s acceleration. Cursing, knowing that he has blown his cover, he increased the speed of the car.
The guy seemed good as he has given him much distance that he barely managed to still have a faint view of his tail light. Suddenly he noticed the cars trafficator blinking as the car swerved off the road taking a bend. He pressed down on his accelerator not to miss him.
Pulling off the high way taking the same bend he couldn’t see the car anymore.“Damn it!!” He cursed hitting the steering hard. Pulling out his phone, he pressed down again on number one and the phone speed dialed a number. This wasn’t the way he ran his operation but with ten million naira bounty; five million already paid, his contractor had requested to be updated with every development.
“I lost him.” He said as the line connected.
“I think he picked me out before I could get to him.”
He kept mute as the voice from the other end cursed and bemoaned his incompetence after which he ordered him to go back and keep an eye on the young lady. Easing the car into motion cursing he failed to notice the guy on hood approaching him…