Beyond The Bomb

GIGA!

He said. The man exchanged glances with his smaller in size colleague who nodded positively to him seeing the hand sign. The huge man with a menacing face asked BJ another question.

"Name? Buisness here?" BJ answered him, his stoic face unwavering.

"BJ... Friend"

The man whispered to his colleague who looks like his senior and after minutes of waiting in front of the iron door, BJ was finally beckoned in.

Unlike the club, there was no loud music here, just hushed conversations, radio and sometimes a few moans would pop up. The rooms looked just like how underground offices would be - dim lights, heavy puffs of cigars and cigarettes, the strong aroma of tobacco, alcohols. Some of the people on the corridor glared at him as he walked by being led by one of them.

"Go in and see him" The senior, whom he later found out to be known as Black teeth said to him and opened the door for him to enter. BJ nodded to the small man covered in tattoos and piercings.

The room looked rather neater than expected; well furnished and expensive. The grey and black painted room was decorated with pictures of a man in his mid sixties and trophies. The man had mostly smug and arrogant expression on his rather wrinkled and hairy face. The ceiling fan was on and the shutters were closed. The light was a bit dim and seemed to always obstructed by the rolling of the loud ceiling fan.

"Still being indecent Old man?" BJ scoffed looking down at the man with two sexy ladies scantily dressed on each of his side flirting and touching him. Ade was a short and robust handsome man who looked more of a Mexican than a Nigerian. His shirt's button was loosened and his hair was well cut, likewise his beard groomed and trimmed. A big gold chain with a woman's titties as it's pendant was worn on his neck which reached his enormous pot belly along with a lot of things on his hands and hand bracelets.

"Ah! My friend! BJ!" He said heartily while showcasing his gold tooth.

"Ladies! Angelitas! Please leave, go" he motioned them to go " I will bless you later" The ladies left there seductively moaning low. He smacked one of them, Avril's ass.

"Hey Old man" The dark lady with an endowed body in bra and thing shrieked excitedly and left the room after blowing him a kiss.

"Sit! sit!" Ade said to BJ and lit a cigar. "care?" He asked waving a stick to him. BJ mused and said no.

"Your loss" the old man shrugged and continued blowing his cigar contentedly "Ah refreshing".

BJ chuckled darkly and said while playing with a pen on Ade's table " You haven't changed at all Ade. Still promiscuous!" He spat disgusted " What if Aunty Amaka finds out?" He quipped.

Ade laughed loud again " No...no...no! Impossible!" He puffed the cigar " Care to drink son? women? Shandy looks just like your type. Should I call her?"

BJ nodded negatively which made Ade a bit annoyed.

" So what brings you here? What has an angel got to do in hell? "He grimaced staring at BJ who was just smirking. He seemed to think of something and narrowed his eyes " ...or is it about what happened the last time we met?." He shrugged" By the way, how's my Angelita - cooboo?'

BJ smiled; "She's fine. She misses you"

Ade relaxed and said happily " That's good. I miss her also. You know I have been planning a birthday surprise party for her..." he noticed BJ frown " Oh! no! plea.....see! It won't be like last year when I called my bitches" BJ laughed.

"I need information" BJ finally said coldly.

Ade then cut in sharply " I knew it! that's only what you need me for!... information!" He puffed his smoke fuming "As a friend, you never care" he shrugged" Now what is it this time?"

BJ smiled and stood up " It's about Mr P" he turned to the shocked or rather frightened Ade." I was about to ask you if you've heard the name before, but I will take your expression as a cue that you have"

"Ugh?" Ade scratched his head panicking " Are you insane BJ? See even if your half-witted FBI's are interested, don't be. He's a goddamn devil whose heart has been sold to the devil again and again" He fumed " I hate the goddamn idiot, fool and demon" BJ poured himself a cup of alcohol.

"The only reason your buisness - "Real bombust" - is still alive and you a free a man is because of me!"

Ade glared at him" No" he frowned " I paid for license!" The stared at each other for some seconds and then burst into laughter "Oh fools!"

BJ gulped down the content.

"Now to be serious Ade...I need information about this man. He's on my goddamn ass. Seriously, he's a pain in my ass."

Ade lit another stick of cigar.

"Only if I organize Cooboo's fifth birthday party" BJ raised an eyebrow" I swear I won't bring in adults stuff..." Female moans and a man's grunts interrupted him. He shouted "Keep it low dogs!" He turned to BJ " I swear it would be Barneys and Cinderellas...Bobos and Vijus... Happy hours and Capricon...believe me!"

BJ shrugged " Okay...I actually don't see anything in letting her corrupt fake uncle host her party " he smirked " The information Ade."

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FBI BUILDING, X: CONFERENCE ROOM

The people in well ironed official clothes sat down in the very expensive board room. The lightning in the room was top notch and also the room was well ventilated. Eleven people, no doubt different departmental heads, sat on the modern exquite chairs. A man in his late 40s who sat at the head listening to a woman in dark in complexion present cases using a projector. The nine men and four women listened attentively to her.

" Mr P...also known as Paul Adejaye is the main target here" A man who wore a dark Italian suit with black glasses was zoomed in on the screen.

" He is a subtle yet very dangerous terrorist. He is suspected to be person who ordered the death of Engineer Tokunbo and his entire family. We have reasons to believe he is responsible for mass murder through a bomb blast in Dadula five months ago" The pictures are shown and she continues " She turned to them briskly "Background Information : Not much is known but he is an orphan and doesn't seem to have a family. His source of wealth is the Strudt corporation; a big investment company with the net worth of billions of dollars." Over to you Chi" she said.

A robust fair in complexion lady with glasses obviously too big for her face then continued while sitting

" It was tricky but we traced his dirty dealings through an offshore account under the name Cayman in Mexico. Through his frequent transfers to and fro his shell company under the name X- EL to a Mexican Firm believed to be own by Lupe DeLuca."

Lola continued "Lupe DeLuca..." The man is shown on the screen in a VIP section of s club flagged with women"...a dirty underlord that deals with hard drugs and illegal prostitute. Not only did we discover the transfers; after hacking into the email, we got something we believe to be an encrypted message." The message was shown on the screen. " This is dated a few hours before the bomb last in Dadula."

River's shadow falls at six, where council gathers, Eye's heart beats no more.

"This is encrypted to be about the blast in Dadula." Following the murmurings that had ensued, a thin fox faced woman in a purple shirt raised her hand.

"Yes?" Lola asked a bit impatient.

"Do say..." she drawled eyes sharp "...Where did you get this from?"

Lola snorted inwardly " I thought I just did. Well, an email that is traced to be Lupe's." Noticing her colleagues silent protest of being unconvinced, she explained further " Not only is Mr P wealthy, he attended great schools and have plaques of achievement and accomplishment; so it's not surprising he covers his tracks. However Lupe isn't the smartest crab in the Riverside. It's easier to get loopholes from him than Mr P's." They looked convinced asides whispering to themselves. She sighs, " Let's move on.

Last seen in Mexico last month. We believe It's his connection with Lupe."

"Well done Lola" Mr Abu, the director of FBI smiled and applauded Lola as she went to her seat " ...and everybody"

"Thanks sir" She sat down and rearranged the papers on the table.

"Wonderful, now that we know who he is, where is he?" Mr Abu asked. Before Lola could reply, another person interuopted rudely. Okay, Dave , dark in complexion, very handsome...The most handsome and hot there actually but arrogant.

"Lagos... Lagos!" Lola was annoyed. Dave is known for always stealing the show. His nack for being in the limelight makes him a pain in the ass most times. Not only did he rudely interrupt, he had the guts to give Lola what she considers the "lameest" representation of smirk. In return she glared hard at him and rolled her eyes; something which most of the people there did anyways.

"Okay, Good"Unfazed by the people's reaction to Dave, Mr Abu replied.

"Sir, with all due respect when we go and put him behind bars since..." Chioma hadn't finished when Dave cut her shut

"It's none of your business. Leave that to the field ops and mind your computer" Hisses and murmurings of protest followed his statement;the others were clearly annoyed especially Chi who was embarrassed.

" It was just an harmless question Dave. Use your manners and your head" Mr Abu scolded wiping his neck with a customized FBI handkerchief. He turned to Chioma and smiled. "We would strike when we have more information. This is just the basics. I trust your team to get more"

Chi, who had just been defend smiled and nodded her head enthusiastically "Yes ,Mr Abubakar "...

"We'll talk about this later Lola. I've got to roll." BJ said to her and gave her a quick kiss.

"Sure" She tried to suppress her giddiness. Chioma, who was assisting her in packing the documents uses in the just concluded meeting gave her a knowing look and Lola just smiled like a teenager in love.

Unknowingly to them, Dave saw everything and clenched his hands. He couldn't believe she loved someone like BJ after...

... ... ...

BJ quietly opened the door to his apartment and crept in. Since the lights were turned off, he thought they had gone to bed. He was about to slump in the sofa when the light was turned on.

"Aaaaaargh" He screamed nearly dropping the nylon bags in his hands. A very beautiful girl in long braids laughed holding her tummy. The four year old pretty girl with ebony dark skin wore Mickey mouse pyjamas and fluffy rabbit slippers.

"I scared you daddy" She screamed excitedly and ran into his arms.

BJ heaved sighs of relief as he held her in his arms snuggling her " Oh my little angel...How are you Rio? How was school?" He asked pecking her big and soft cheeks.

"Fine daddy" she continued laughing as he tickled her "Stop daddy"

A woman in her late fifties came out of a room"You are back!" Amaka said as he prostrated.

"It's so nice to see my Yoruba nephew after two days" She teased

" Yes, big aunt! I've missed you and my angel. How's Emeka and Chidiebere?

Amaka slumped on a chair" They are fine ooo. Chidi plans to come here next month."

"That's wonderful." He sat down and put the nylons on the table.

"Your hair is beautiful" he complimented his daughter's hair"

"Thanks daddy. It was grandma who braided it"

BJ was stunned.

" Big Aunty, you can plait hair?"

"Mmmn" Amaka replied feeling prod of her work" Yes o, I learnt it while I was in the East...do you love it"

"Of course"

While Amaka was rummaging the bags. BJ noticed someone wasn't at home.

"Where's Fade?..."

Meanwhile...

Lola got home late also. She turned on the light in her apartment which was as quiet as graveyard. After taking her bath, she sat in front of the television digging into chicken nuggets and cola. Despite the show being funny, her mind wandered away. She looked really pathetic as she curled up on her sofa. The only good thing in her life now was BJ who obviously didn't know.

"How long would you hide it mama?" Chioma had asked her on their way home. She gave her best friend a ride home.

And that was true, how long would she? Didn't BJ notice anything since five years ago?

She hadn't had boyfriends in her life since her growing up was too strict and mainly academics. She knew her mother abandoned her when she was just three and that she had no father. What she didn't understand was how she ended up being brought up by a stripper who was just their neighbour with love though not rich. She trotted there when she woke up one morning not to find her mother in the house and from that moment - She had a new mother.

" I miss you Momsi" She said looking at the picture of her and her stripper mother years ago. She didn't notice the lone tear that rolled down her face.

*Knock Knock*

She heard from her bedroom where she was preparing to sleep and went to the door knowing it was her landlady. She told her a day ago, she had something to discuss with her.

I hope it is not about her boy toy and ex husband She thought. She was really exhausted.

"Coming" Grabbing her nightie jacket and wearing it hastily she went to the door, right hand holding her phone furiously checking for God knows what and opened it not caring about checking the person from the peephole.

"Mrs Fo..."

"Do you usually open the door stupidly for strangers?"

And Dave is introduced 😍😍😍. Okay, you caught me, I really love him. Might be a little obnoxious there but what can a girl in love do?

CHAPTER 2

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"Do you usually stupidly open doors to strangers?" She heard the familiar voice.

Fuck!

It's Dave.

"Hello!" He said when she was looking at him stupidly like a ghost.

"Um...um..." She heaved a sigh and managed to put a straight face " Why are you here Dave?" She wanted to distract him so she could shut the door.

"I obviously came to see you" He growled putting his hand on the door. "Don't"

She sighed "Just go"

"Why?" He said in barely a whisper.

" Pardon me?"

" I asked why you are forcing something that can't work" He asked her almost hurt.

Lola looked confused and before she could reply him she felt his warm lips on hers. For a moment she wanted to push him away but for an unknown reason she pushed him into him. Their tongues both wrestled for dominance as the kiss got rough and streamy. Dave kissed her rough trying to make him forget about her earlier. He hands wrapped his head and his arms snaked her waist. They both calmed down after a moment both heaving as their foreheads touched.

"Why?" Lola asked this time around.

... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...

During dinner, Amaka and BG began to talk about BJ's job. BJ went to get the phone when the landline rang.

"Yeah" he said lazily

..............

"Who?"

...............

"Okay, send him in"

................

He hung up and walked to the door.

"Who was that son?" Amaka asked. "It's pretty late".

BJ didn't reply and smiled slyly. He opened the door right in time for Ade who looked unsurprisingly happy in a money themed cloth with his personal guard carrying a life-size Barbie doll.

"Taadah!"

"Shit!" Amaka mumbled aloud and BJ laughed while Ade feigned hurt.

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The next day at the FBI's building. 6.am.

BJ stared at the information on his computer's screen.

"Gosh!...this is so frustrating!" He exclaimed aloud.

His glass designed office looked really chic with exquisite furniture and office appliance.

*Ring Ring*

The telephone rang and still looking at the screen he picked it up.

" Olayemi " He said and began to use the mouse with the telephone between his bent neck and shoulders.

"BJ, the documents you requested are ready. Should I send it to your screen" Lola said via Bluetooth watching a footage from the big screen in the general comm room where a lot of workers were working in their various workstations.

"Sure. Does it involve the satellite images and witnesses?"

"Yep... everything boss!" They both laughed. Toying with a pen in between her middle and index finger she said.

"We've gotten Mr P's location" BJ literally jumped.

"Really? Where? Is it Enugu?"

"Nope" she smiled. A man in glasses gave her a file. "Thanks Stan" She opened the file.

"Apparently, he left like ten minutes ago and was seen headed north. We are still working on that"

"Ten? what?"

"Yeah! I will send you the satellite images in a jiffy together with the location" She went to an empty workstation and operated on it. A box popped on BJ's screen. The image he saw when he clicked on it was that of Mr P and some henchmen trying to enter the helicopter. A man in Igbo attire stood very far from him with his own people. He wouldn't be easily seen on a first glance.

BJ zoomed in the Igbo man's face and scoffed when he recognized the man.

" Isn't this Chief Chika?" He asked

"Chief who? She asked trying to see what he saw.

" Chief Chika, the man in Igbo attires. He's six o clock of Mr P...as in Chika Oils and Gas"

He explained and Lola zoomed in.

" I think you are right BJ...I will run a background information on him. I've got to tell Mr Abu... we've got a lead" She smiled" Good work boss"

BJ, stood up about to go" Send it to me darling"

Darling? Lola felt her heart beat. Seriously babe?

" and do me a favour... don't tell Dave yet"

And once again, the name spoilt her mood or probably made her think. She couldn't help but remember what happened between them the previous day. The way his kiss felt on her lips. His moans...his grip...his...Jeez. She shouldn't be loving it.

"Darling?" He asked noticing her zone out.

"Um... nothing. Sure" She cleared her throat " I wouldn't want to jeopardize the mission" BJ laughed.

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Enugu, 10a.m

BJ watched from his car an huge mansion with surprisingly no gate. He came down from the car and walked to the door. No sooner had he arrived there that the mahogany for was opened by a thug in his thirties. He looked stunned when he saw BJ who looked eerily chic in a black shade.

"Es, who you be ?( Pidgin. Who are you?)" He asked irritated.

"FBI Agent...Agent Olayemi" He showed his identity card.

This only irritated the man further. He removed the cigarette from his mouth." FBI Agent! For where? Abeg wetin you dey find for here ( What ate you looking for here) " He exclaimed almost scared to death.

"Where's Chief Chika" BJ's voice was stern taking advantage of the man's frightened expression.

"I no know any Chief wetin you call am o. Na only..." He hadn't finished talking when Chief Chika showed up himself.

"Akpan, who is that" The pot bellied short man in Igbo attire came out. Seeing BJ and Akpan's frightened expression he wanted to run away. As he took a step backwards, he felt a cold metal on his neck. He screamed but kept quiet shivering when he heard the person behind him tell him to shut up. The thugs body was quickly searched.

"W...What do you want from me biko ( Igbo=please) ?" He asked BJ shivering in fright.

"I am from the FBI" He showed his card which made Chief Chika calm down for a while.

"Ei! Chineke (God)" He exclaimed.

"You know the reason I am here. Where's Mr P?"

If he was stunned, he was very good at hiding it. Chief Chika frowned and asked quietly. "Who is Mr P?"

The other agent behind him searched his body for weapons.

"I don't know who you are talking about Agent. You've got the wrong person."

Gunshots were held suddenly as Chief Chika's thugs came in and engaged BJ and his team. Their attack was expected, so very little damage was do e to BJ's team. They managed to get all the thugs alive or dead. Although the chief tried to run, BJ's man held him at a guns point warning him not to play smart. Chief Chika immediately became scared. His men were dead and captured and Akpan had managed to slip away - though not known if alive. He nearly peed on his body and began to shiver like leaf on water.

"Don't feign ignorance Chief...Where's Mr P? We can make this the easy way" BJ smiled "Or the hard way" he removed his shade and pointed his gun to his kneecap.

Chief gulped and began to shiver "I....I....I need my lawyer please" Noticing BJ's hard glare, he said shaking " O..kay, I will..."

A gunshot was heard and the agent behind Chief Chika fell. Akpan showed up pointing a gun directly to BJ's head.

"Hands off Agent. If you play funny una mama go cry tire ( Your mother will cry). I hope sey all your bobo hear me so? ( I hope your me heard me?) He shouted. BJ signalled his men to put their guns down.

"Even you fine bobo" He said to BJ " Put your gun down. Chief and I go leave here safely. Una hear me so? ( Did you here me?).

Chief Chika became confident and have a smug smile.

"Ah! Tables turned round" he laughed " I hope you heard him Agent? Akpan, the son of the lion will kill you, Mr Agent" He mocked cackling. BJ quietly placed his gun on be floor. Akpan told them to push it away. Unknowingly, the Agent who fell earlier had wore a bullet proof, so he stood up stealthily and shot Akpan. BJ who had another gun and had communicated with his agent brought out the gun and pointed it to Chief Chika's head. Chief shrieked like a girl seeing his man die

BJ turned to the chief.

"So chief, are you ready to talk?"

BJ asked the scared chief arrogantly.

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