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'It's time to leave guys' James motioned his team members
at exactly five pm. He got into the first car, a Bently Jeep with a
stout officer who sat at the driver's seat, while the other four
officers , two males and two females got into the Camsol.
The stout man started the car engine and mumbled some words
to James before they led the way out of the station compound, the
Camsol followed behind.
The minister's plane was expected to arrive in Nigeria by
six pm, but it was just few minutes after five pm when James commanded
his team to leave for the airport. Though the distance of the airport to
the station wasn't much, it only took fifteen minutes to drive there,
James like every professional insisted on arriving the airport and
getting settled very early before the minister arrives.
They had just gone a few distance away from the station
when James' phone rang, he discovered that it was a call from one of his
team members who was in the other car following them. He glanced back
and couldn't find the Camsol behind them anymore, several cars had come
in between them now.
'Where are you? Why are you guys driving slowly?' James inquired.
'I think one of the tyres is bad sir' the officer replied. 'I think something sharp pierced it on the road'
'You guys should fix it and join us at the airport as soon as possible, is that clear?' James ordered.
'Yes sir' the reply came in a faint voice, the call ended.
James and his partner continued to the airport without them, they arrived at the airport not more than ten minutes after.
Before they came out of the car, James called back to find
out where the rest of his men were. He got a negative reply, no progress
had be made, instead more fault had been discovered in the car.
Officer Segun's call came in when they got to the arrival hall,at exactly thirty minutes past five pm.
'Hello Sege' James hailed, addressing officer Segun by his nick.
'Good day sir' Segun voice replied cheerfully. 'We just dropped the minister home now and we're about to leave'
'Okay, are you sure he's not going out to anywhere else today?' James asked.
'He's going nowhere else' Segun answered with confidence.
'He returned home early to wait for Honorable Mensah, he was told the
plane left Ghana already'
'Okay, we're in the airport already to wait for him'
'Ok sir, I just thought I should tell you I'm leaving'
'It's alright, just remember the job continues tomorrow. You should be with him whenever he's going out officially'
'Alright sir' The call ended.
James did not hear anything from the rest of his team
members until five minutes past six pm, the same time when the minister
arrived, the call came in before the minister came out of the plane.
'Where are you?' James demanded angrily.
'On our way sir, we'll get to the airport in the next three minutes' a voice responded shakily.
'You better do or you'll be sorry for yourself' James
snapped and cut the call. He was too angry to notice the officer's shaky
voice.
'Welcome sir, I'm officer James' Officer James welcomed Mr Mensah, displaying his ID card.
'Thank you' the minister replied, flashing his teeth, the
stout officer took the man's small luggage from an airport attendant.
'Please take me one to Honorable Nnamdi's house immediately
'Oh yea sir, this way' James motioned the man forward, and
followed behind, directing the man as they walked. The stout officer
hurried to the park to drive the car forward to cut short their guest's
trekking.
As they drove out through the exit gate, James spotted the
Camsol car at the entrance, trying to sort out their entrance with the
security officials at the gate. The stout driver waved to the driver of
the other car and motioned them to turn back and follow their car.
Officer Tunde, driver of the Camsol who was the same person
who communicated with officer James through the phone, drove in through
the entrance first before making a u-turn to hollow the exit.
In no time, the Camsol car was following closely at the
back of the jeep. James got a glimpse of them through the side mirror,
he felt like coming down to discipline the juniors but had to compose
himself because of the Ghanaian minister.
They drove into Chief Nnamdi's compound after twenty
minutes, the compound wasn't a large one, the distance from the gate to
the main house wasn't far.
Chief Nnamdi was spotted sitting under a shade in the
compound waiting for their arrival, with one of his guards standing
beside him. He smiled on sighting the Ghanaian minister's car drive in,
he stood up from his seat and began walking slowly towards the park.
The Bently Jeep followed the direction to the car park given by the guards, but the Camsol car made a surprise movement.
The car drove violently straight to Chief Nnamdi's
direction, clearing the two guards who stood before the man, the first
gunshot from a uniformed policewoman behind, hit Chief Nnamdi's personal
guard.
Bang! A noise divided the attention of the other guards in
the compound, before they could take any step, another explosion hit the
house through the gate, creating an opening for the assailants' escape
and killing the armed security men at the gate. Three more gunshots were
heard and the Camsol made a turn and sped out unhampered through the
destroyed gate.
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Cole tucked back the grenade launcher into the bag and
threw it at the back seat. He sighted police officials rushing in their
vans to attacked Minister's house, two of the police cars followed the
directions of the escaped Camsol. He selected a rap music album on his
car's music player before he started the car engine and drove out of
Alex street.
The plan had worked out perfectly well; Tarasha, Benny and
Aisha had left the office to a restaurant beside the police station
before three o'clock. From there they monitored the movement of
Inspector James' team via live transmission of the police activities to
their tablet device.
Cole had hacked into the police control room server
undetected, through a method Tarasha taught him, transmitting the video
records in the station to Tarasha's device.
And the Camsol didn't just develop any fault, the back tyre
was deflated by Tarasha while Benny and Aisha waited for the police
officials to come to request for a tyre change at the mechanic workshop
compound close to the station. The four officers except the driver were
induced into deep sleep and locked inside the mechanic's shop alongside
with the mechanic and his several apprentices. The driver of the car was
hypnotized temporarily with a pin pierced into his arm.
Tarasha, Benny and Aisha after repairing the car, disguised
and changed into the uniforms of the officers. The officer driving the
car was returned to his normal state after the hypnotized pin was
removed and forced to continue driving to the airport. He was also
forced to keep reporting false information to Inspector James.
Cole did the job of monitoring Inspector James' movement on
the road and reported live to Tarasha, then he returned to Alex street
and waited at a reasonable distance to Minister's house from where he
launched the grenade to the gate.
'Hey, over here' Cole shouted, motioning his three
colleagues who stood at the front of the restaurant beside the police
station, after returning from their successful job.
Tarasha, Benny and Aisha hopped into the car, Benny sitting in the front with Cole.
'Good job Boss' Cole praised, laughing widely as he pointed to a beard hanging loosely on Benny's jaw.
'Damn!' Benny removed the piece of hair and flung it away.
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Everything had happened too fast, it seemed like a dream to
James as the police medical team tidied up a total of nine dead bodies
in the compound.
It all happened in less than one minute, the Jeep that
conveyed him and the Ghanaian minister was not even parked yet when he
heard the explosion and gunshot sounds. They narrowly escaped the impact
of the grenade, the affected area was just a few metres to the Jeep.
The Camsol car already sped out of the compound before he
could rush down from the Jeep. The first thing he did was to ensure the
safety of Mr Mensah by taking him far into the house.
Chief Nnamdi Okafor could by no chance survive the
gunshots, his personal bodyguard was first taken down. Then two bullets
was sent into the minister's forehead and other one into his chest, he
died instantly.
'Officer James' An elderly policeman called harshly. 'You were here when it all happened?'
'Yes sir' James replied in low tones, feeling greatly agitated.
'You were not just here, the assailants came with you' the
man added as he moved closer. 'You brought them in, they were members of
your team'
'No... Sir' James stuttered.
'Nooooo?' The officer stressed, looking suspiciously at
James. 'You brought the murderers here, you must have known about the
plan all along'
Officer James was speechless, he battled within himself to
stop tears from dropping off as he watched the Ghanaian minister been
taken into another car which was driven out of compound immediately.
'Are you not the one I'm talking to?' The elderly officer snapped angrily.
'Sir, we've got the signal back and the cameras are working
perfectly well now' a junior office distracted the elder, trotting
towards them with a tablet device in his hand.
'When did you say the signal went off again?' the elder turned back to face the junior.
'It went off by five pm and it returned few minutes ago' he replied, the sound of his breathing was heard as he spoke.
'That means it was switched off during the time of the operation?'
'Yes sir, the cameras didn't cover nor transmit anything
all through. That's why it took us time to report the incident to the
headquarters' he explained.
'That means someone close to us must have been involved'
the man said sternly, turning back to James, he landed a slap on his
face.
'I didn't... ' James wasn't allowed to complete his response, he was handcuffed and carried away in the police van.
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