The breaking news showed on the television. There was mass assassination at the hospital. Moses's ward to be exact. The local police inspected everywhere as there was no trace of Moses. It was really an eyesore as blood drooled out from everywhere thus giving a foul odour. Detective Rod himself was shocked when he saw the news. His mind began to race. Maybe Moses was kidnapped. Again. The question came to his mind. Why would they kidnap Moses.
"Sir, there's no trace of him" his men said as they came inside. Detective Rod thought for while. There was no need investigating again. All he had to do was to post it on the social media. And make it public.
"Come on boys, its time we get the reporters" he said as he walked out of his room
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Moses stumbled along the dusty path as he used the scarf to cover his face. He wasn't to return back home as this was the only free chance he had to carry out his revenge mission. A news vendor was selling some freshly brought out newspapers as people flocked around him. He dipped his hands in his pocket, not expecting to find money but a neat bundle of one thousand naira notes came out. Advantages of being a billionaire. He brought out one thousand naira and kept the rest in his pocket.
"Hey, can I have a copy" he said and at the same time masking his voice to avoid attention.
"Eight hundred naira "
"Get it!" he said as the one thousand naira notes was raised towards him. The man gave him the newspaper and opened his small handbag to look for change.
"Don't worry , keep the change" he shouted as he walked out of the area. He opened the newspaper and viewed the trending news. Detective Rod was on the headline, and Elba's picture was pasted alongside his. The headlines read thus
"Winnie Maurice kidnappers found"
Immediately he saw this, anger rose up in him as he tore the newspaper into pieces. He didn't even take time to read the content carefully. But one thing was certain. He knew Elba's home. It wasn't too far from his . He smiled and continued his journey for revenge.
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The reporters gathered as Elba was brought out from his cell. He was in a prison uniform as it was well known that he would make an open confession. He faced the expectant crowd who raised their microphones to him .
"It's time" he said forging a smile. What time? what do you mean? and the likes of those questions were rampant in the mouths of many. It was long as this myth was cleared. Ten armed assassins with their motorbikes and classy Jeeps respectfully came into view.
"Everyone on your knees" they shouted as they all fired bullets in all angles. The reporters scrambled for safety as everyone did as they were told.
"Stand down!" some young detectives said as they pointed their guns at them. But it was useless as they were quite outgunned and outnumbered.
"Enough" he motioned to his men. At this, they slowly bent down and did as they were told.
"Good luck with your investigations Moses" Elba said as they whisked him away. When they were out of sight, they threw smoke bombs and vanished out of sight.
"Don't worry, I placed a tracking device on his neck" one of his men said.
" As well as I scrammed the plate number of the car Elba was in"
" What is it?"
" ENU- 214-AH"
" Fine, let's get started"