de-ep_SECRETS
Episode 17
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6:20 pm, Bode Thomas Street
“Why are you now helping me?
Why did you reach out to me
after shooting my friends? This
is all a set-up, right?” Chucks
asked with his right hand
resting on his gun. “It is not a
set-up. I am in trouble. I nee-d to
let someone in on what I know
before they take me out. Last
week I was sent to kill a man at
a nightclub, when I found him,
he was already dead. Someone
else killed him. The problem
now is that my employers think
I did and sold the information I
was to take from him to
another person. I did not, I
swear I did not. I am being
framed up like your friends
were,” Leroy desperately
explained. “Do you know who is
framing you up?” “I am not
certain; the videos have a lot of
powerful people who are mad
at the moment. However, I
would say former president would say former president Billy
Sekwa and his daughter.” “Why
do you think they are the
ones?” Chucks asked, eager to
make sure he was telling him
the truth. Leroy looked arounthe truth. Leroy looked around
and asked, “Isn’t that Peugeot
306 following us?” Chucks and
his men in the Chevrolet SUV,
turned to look at the Peugeot
306. Stanley who was driving
Peugeot had moved to the back
seat with Eve to calm her down.
One of the guards @$$ignOne of the guards @$$igned to
them was driving the Peugeot
306. He had driven closer to the
Chevrolet SUV so the helmsman
could see who were in the
Chevrolet SUV with Chucks. At
the back seat Eve and Stanley lay
on the seat kizzing, (they were
actually meant to be just lying
low).
Chucks, Leroy, his private
detective and one of his aids, all
had their hands on their guns,
ready to open fire at the
Peugeot 306. The guard driving
the Peugeot had been in such
situation before and so knew
what to do. He drove past the
Chevrolet SUV casually, as
though he had no interest in
those who were in it. “Turn into
the next street and pull up. I
want to know if the Peugeot
will turn back,” Chucks
instructed his driver. In the
Peugeot 306, Stanley was raving
mad for their having missed the
chance to follow Chucks and the
man who shot him and his wife.
“You drove too close to them. It
was wrong, you should not
have made them realize they
were being followed!” Chucks
barked. “I asked the driver to
get closer. I wanted know who
else was in the Chevrolet,” the
guards’ helmsman explainguards’ helmsman explained.
Turning to the driver he
instructed, “Pull into the that
street and get us a taxi.” “What
are you doing?” Eve and Stanley
asked almost simultaneously. “I
saw the street they went into. I
want us to go after them with a
different car.” The idea
impressed Eve and Stanley and
so they covered their faces with
fez caps and shawls in
readiness to step out of the
Peugeot. A few minutes later,
the guard who drove them
returned with a taxi and they all
made their way into it.
Back inside the SUV, Chucks and
Leroy had @$$umed they were
actually not being followed and
so continued their
conversations on the sp-ot
where they had parked their
vehicle. “Give me a name who
can help me get closer to
former president Billy Sekwa,former president Billy Sekwa,”
Chucks demanded. Leroy stalled
a bit, racking his mind for a
name. “I think Annabel Maxwell
can help you get to him. But you
must never be seen coming to
Billy. His men will shoot at you
point blank. You and your
friends are criminals as far as
he is concerned. Try getting in
touch with Steve and Bimpe and
you will find out what he has
done to them,” Leroy said.
Chucks was visibly ruffled.
“What did he do to them?” he
asked. “Mr. Billy and the
governors in the videos are
making their own X-rated
se-xual content materials against
those whom they think made
the videos and against them
and they are sending them to
their relatives.” Chucks lowered
his head in thought. Some
blocks away, a yellow cab pulled
up; Eve, Stanley and the others
were in it watching the
Chevrolet SUV.
“What was the information the
man who was killed at the
nightclub had. You were meant
to kill him and take it from him,
so what was it?” Chucks asked
eager to get as much
information from Leroy as
possible. “It was about the
videos. The man had called a
few powerful men and women
in the videos and made them
offers to sell his information to
them. He was going to reveal
who was behind the videos,
who edited it, how much those
who bugged Mayo’s fun house
were paid. He even claimed to
know the Americans who are
currently bidding to buy the
videos. The guy had so much
information.” “Where are the
original videos now? Who has
them?” “Everyone thinks Eve
and Stanley do and I think so
too.” Chucks was surprised to
hear that. “Why do you think
so?” he asked. Leroy drew
closer and lowered his voice as
if he didn’t want the others in
the SUV to hear him and said,
“There is a military trained
un-derground team, hired by the
governors and Billy Sekwa to
find the videos. The last time
they came close to finding the
videos, someone moved them
from their location and mailed
them to Eve and Stanley. From
that day till now, the videos
have simply disappeared. I was
sent to kill your friends because
someone doesn’t want the
videos found. Don’t believe the
shit that Stanley and Eve made
the videos, something the videos, something else is
going on here.”
Chucks was glad that Leroy was
helping him get a grasp of the
things he didn’t know. “How
about Mayo, on whose side is
he?” “Nobody, he may be the
most dangerous man in all of
this mess. Let me shock you,
Mayo knew Stanley and Eve
were going to be killed long
before I carried out the hit, and
yet he didn’t tell them.” “What?!
I don’t believe you Leroy! This
one is the most grotesque thing
you have said so far. Mayo
won’t do a thing like that!”
Leroy smiled and continued, “My
last instruction was given to me
a week before your friends’
wedding and it took place right
inside Emilia’s bedroom. Mayo
was in Emilia’s bed…sorry he
was on top of her when Emilia
gave me the last order to kill Eve
and Stanley.” Chucks put his
hands on his head in disbelief
and shed a tear. “I swear by
God; I will kill Mayo this night!”
he shouted.
“Please don’t bother wasting
your time trying to kill Mayo. He
is a ha-rd man to kill. Obviously
you don’t know who he is.
There is a policeman I want you
to go after instead. His name is
Martin Sekibo. He knows a lot,
he was the one who gave Emilia
and a certain Mr. Baribote the
information that Eve and Stanley
were still alive after the
shooting. He was the one who
was also used to break me free
before I could be moved to a
military hospital. When you are
done questioning him, you
must make sure you kill him. If
you make the mistake of letting
him live, he will wipe your family
out.” Leroy opened his
knapsack and gave Chucks a
picture of Martin Sekibo.
Glancing at his watch, he said,
“We have been here for too
long, it is not good. Please drive
me away from here.” Few
seconds after the Chevrolet SUV
drove off, the yellow cab in
which Eve and the others were
in followed them.
7:00 pm, Maxwell’s Private
House
Bimpe and Maxwell were lying
nu-de on the bed and breathing
heavily after a steamy round of
se-x. “My husband has been nice
to me. I don’t want him hurt
Maxwell. The marriage can
crash; the videos may spr-ead,
but I don’t want him to come to
harm. Please don’t hurt him,”
Bimpe pleaded as she took
Maxwell’s hand and began to
move it over her Na-ked body.”
“What if he decides to come
after either you or me? What
should we do them?” “If he
decides to do that, then I will
take care of him myself,” Bimpe
replied. “Okay, if that will make
you happy,” Maxwell said and
stood up to use the bathroom.
In the bathroom he called the
guards’ helmsman and guards’ helmsman and said, “I
want Mr. Femi, Bimpe’s
husband, silenced in a few days’
time. Make it look like an
accident.” While Maxwell was on
the phone with the guard’s
helmsman, Bimpe was on the
bed making a call to Mayo,
“Mayo, my husband is in
danger. Maxwell wants him
dead. I want you to fake his
death and make him disappear.
Femi has done me no wrong, I
am the one at fault.”
8:30 pm, Salome’s Inn
The detective working for Clara
and Stella were with the two of
them in a room at the inn.
“Since one of you is hoarding
her body from my touch, I am
going to nee-d much more cash
to get you more information,”
the detective said. “You don’t
nee-d more money to get us shit,
if it is se-x you want, I can give it
to you till you p@$$ out. Please
what have you found so far?”
Clara asked. The detective who
was obviously happy to hear
the offer for more se-x began,
“Let’s start with this, this person
is Emilia,” the detective pushed
a picture to Stella and Clara. “We
know this woman and her
name is not Emilia. She was a
regular visitor at Mayo’s fun
house,” Stella said, looking
surprised. “She is the devil’s
concubine; she never gets
satisfied with se-x. Her name is
Amina and not Emilia,” Clara
quipped, looking equally
surprised. “Whatever aliases she
has, at least now you know
who Emilia is. The text message
you got may have come from
Bimpe. She is ne-ck de-ep in this
case and is working desperately
to wriggle out of it. According
to my source, she may be one of
the few people in the nu-de
pa-rties who knew the se-x
orgies were being recorded.
Another person may be Steve,
we think he may be the person
who shot a man at a nightclub a
week ago. The man whom we
believe he killed was also in the
videos. We are yet to figure out
the reason Steve killed him or
had someone kill him.” The
detective paused and looked at
Stella and Clara to know if they
were happy with his findings
and then continued, “We believe
it will be easier to find out who
made the videos and who shot
your friends on the night of
their wedding, if we focus on
Bimpe, Steve, Mayo and Emilia.
There is something about those
four…”
“Don’t waste your time
wondering what it is detective,
they are most likely having
orgies together,” Stella cut in.
“No, whatever it is has nothing
to do with your group’s well-
docu-mented orgies, these guys
are into criminal activities.
Aren’t you aware of that?”
“What do you mean by criminal
activities? These guys are our
friends and they have legitimate
businesses,” Clara said,
defending her friends. “When
you say friends, do you also
include Emilia?” “Well, the rest
are my friends with her
exception. I don’t even know
jack about her except that she
has the scratchiest bottom
amongst the female humanoid
breed. She can have se-x for
twenty-four hours without
getting satisfied,” Clara added.
“Are you aware that Steve once
worked as a hit man in Italy?”
Clara and Sella looked at each
other in disbelief. “Are you
aware that Bimpe is a drug
Baron and manages a
prostitution cult in Malaysia? Her
job is a cover up.” “Jesus! The
Malaysian money!!” Clara and
Stella shouted. “What is
Malaysian money?” the detective
asked. “Bimpe gets hu-ge money
transfers from Malaysia very
often,” Stella responded.
“Now you can see what I
mean… Emilia has all the
qualities you can find in the
devil. For years she worked as a
pros-titute in America, her
insatiable craving for se-x may
be as a result of her past life. I
believe Mr. Baribote paid her to
make the videos. She may have
enlisted the help of Steve and
Bimpe in the process. Somehow
it seems Mayo was fooled about
the videos. He just found out
that his fun house was rigged
with cameras. He is almost living
in Emilia’s house right now.
However, he meets with
someone at different hotels very
often these days. We don’t
know who, but we think he is
investigating Emilia without her
knowledge. He gives Emilia the
se-x she wants and works
behind her back to bring her
down. Mayo is a snake; he is an
occult lord. Let me shock you
ladies, are you aware that his
fun house is a se-x temple and
that all the orgies you have
there are a form of worship?”
The two ladies recoiled in
shock. Tears ran down Stella’s
face and she began to mumble
prayers un-der her breath. “The
last time I slept with him at
Eden Crest Suit, he said he was
an usher for hell, called to usher
men to hell. When he said that, I
saw his face contort and shift to
the look of a beast. Believe me I
had not seen anything like it
before,” Stella said, sobbing very
ha-rd. Clara who was sitting on
the bed with her legs wide
open to entertain the detective
closed them and for once in a
long time mumbled prayers to
God. Stella on her pa-rt was
almost starting a night vigil. The
detective sat back and allowed
the two terrified ladies a
moment to confess their sins
and pray.
Story continues…