A Story written by Purityval
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“I have made provision for some body guards from a security firm. They’ll be here any moment.” Bob said as they got home from the hospital.
“Body guards? When, how?” Claire asked surprised.
“A friend of mine heads a security service so I contacted him last night while you were sleeping.”
“Uncle I don’t think that’s necessary,” she said deflated.
“Sweetheart it has become compulsory that you have some physical protection, at least till we know what we are dealing with and possibly get things under control.” Bob said firmly.
“Uncle but I’m fine. Seriously, I don’t need some tough, mean looking guy around me. I am going to be miserable I swear to God.” She whined.
“You are going to be just fine,” Bob said with assurance, laughing. “It’s just a matter of few months.”
“Months?” she shouted, “you can as well confine me to a prison or under house arrest.”
“I am going to use my influence and your father’s name to get the SCD to speed up their investigation and I promise you, before you know it, all these will be over for good.” Bob said with utmost reassurance.
“And what about you? I might not be the only person they are after.”
“Don’t worry about me, I can take care of myself.”
“If I need some body guards then you need some too. I’m not going through this misery of body guards alone.” She said with a smile.
“Ok, if that is going to make you accept them then I will get one for myself too.” Bob started laughing. “That reminds me, I got in contact with Anthony’s family too. I told them to keep us in the loop about everything concerning his burial arrangements.”
Relaxing on the couch, tears gathered in her eyes. Even after the confirmation of Anthony’s death, she’d still prayed for a miracle but, was that still possible?
“I will contact his family myself; his wife especially.” She said with teary eyes.
“Ok, that would be fine. I know this is hard for you but, you have got to handle it with courage. We all mourn him. It’s not just a loss for you, it’s for all of us.” Bob said patting her on the shoulder gently.
Claire’s mind drifted to when Tony as she fondly called him had called her in the States to tell her that he was getting married. She remembered how they had joked that day. How she’d accused him of breaking her heart by marrying another woman. Tony’s response that day never left her mind. He’d told her that nothing, not even the woman he was getting married to was going to come between them. That he would always be there for her any time and any day she needed him. She had actually felt jealous of the girl Anthony was going o marry.
She also remembered on many occasions she’d called him her husband but he had always been quick to object telling her that she wasn’t meant for a guy like him. That they belonged to two different worlds but that notwithstanding, he was always be at her service.
She was still in her thoughts when the door alarm rang. Bob who was also with his own thoughts stood up to answer the door. After confirming the identity of the men outside through the door camera,he opened the door and in came four stern looking men. He ushered them to the sitting room and waved them to a seat before they went down to discuss security business.
Claire at a point had lost interest and asked Bob to take care of everything and show them around before heading up to her room. She had never in her life been a fan of rugged, all macho, strong faced guys, but as the situation has left her with no choice. She knew that she just had to deal with it. She would try her possible to keep her sanity till it was all over.
Sly parked a distance away from Claire’s gate, talking with someone on the phone.
“I need you to get me all the information you have concerning the death of four assassin found dead and buried together two years ago.”
“Classified? Then make it unclassified. I need everything you’ve got on it; no details should be left out within the hour, thanks.” He concluded and ended the call.
Pulling out a note pad from the glove compartment of his car. On the cover of the book is an inscription ‘Field work’, this is the book where he records his works. Flipping through the pages, he got to a page and traced his finger down before it rested on a number. Picking his phone from the dashboard he typed a message before adding the number and sending it to Kunle.
He was about to make another call when a black SUV zoomed pass and stopped in front of Claire’s gate. He saw an inscription ‘Assured Security’ scribbled on the car. He knew the security firm as most popular people picked their body guards from them. Four men had stepped down from the car.
He was relieved when he saw the men. For one, he knew the director of the security service who was among the four men. He heaved a sigh of relief for that was going to give him the needed time to investigate whoever it is that wants the innocent girl dead.
To Be Continued…