The Tale of Jack and Mimi
Crime had increased in the city, corruption was the order of
the day, lawlessness was on the high, and no one wanted to be held accountable.
It was safe to say humans rather than evolve to higher beings with amazing
abilities, were only concerned about creating and implementing things that
would lead to the gradual annihilation of the human race, but there was one
person who was not bothered; he only lived for the moment, his name: Jack.
“I just cooked this
up yo! I call it the strawberry mint express” Jack said as he rolled a joint.
“Yo Blaad! That las’ joint ya done did tha’ las time we was
up in here was tha’ shiznit man, I don see them po-po onna tha’ highway, and
parked behind ‘em, I step out and be like, yo’ gentlemen good jab, good jab,
don’t be shooting no niggas like me ‘cause me black” Jones said.
“You did what? Damn dude! That was from a movie, you was so
high, you slept on that frigging couch for 2 whole long days man. Ode!” Bolu
said.
“Blad clat! You mean that shi’ ain’t happen inna this realm?
I musta gotten inta tha Episcopal realm of Haile Selassie” Jones added
“Selassie kill you there! Episcopal ko, Pablo Escobar ni”
Bolu added.
Jack lit the joint, and passed it to his guys.
“Dayuuummm! Brada, this here man finna be the best weed ever
man” Jones said, as he coughed and passed the joint to Bolu.
“Jack, are you sure we shouldn’t go into this business for
exports too?” Bolu asked, talking about the weed.
“We’re already involved in too many illegal stuff, it would
be hard to stay safe” Jack answered.
“Oh well” Bolu said.
“There will be a drop off at the dock 0400hours, we are
supposed to pick them and deliver to this location” Jack said as he pointed to
a piece of paper on the table
“Blaad! Me finna want another af this joint” Jones said
“Amugbo oshi, your mates are playing guitars with their
dada, you’re here looking for another joint” Bolu responded.
“Peace on ya son af Babylon” Jones said
“Daa pada! Same to you” Bolu replied
“Guys! Jones there will be no more till the job is done,
I’ll need you to focus” Jack said
“So, what’s the plan?” Bolu asked
“We will go in separate vans, one will contain the packages,
and the other two will be decoys, there’s an old tunnel few meters from the
drop off, when we pick the package up, we’ll get to the tunnel, take the
package out and go down the sewers” Jack explained
“But if we had any one follow us, using an abandoned tunnel
would raise suspicions” Bolu added
“That’s why we will park beside one of those tunnel emergency
exit doors, break something if we have to, and make them think we went through
the door, and by the time they think about the sewers and moving the vehicles,
we would be long gone” Jack said.
“Jack fi be a son af Zion, a wise man like me” Jones said.
“If that’s the plan, remind me why we are using three vans
again?” Bolu said
“Bolu keep up, one van would be easy to intercept by whoever
is out there, before it gets to the tunnel” Jack said
“Oh Yeah! That’s right” Bolu said
“Bolu finna need some smoke to open his mind ta Shangrila”
Jones said.
“Olodo! Shang-ri-la is an imaginary paradise, get some
education dude” Bolu replied
“Pfft! You don gat all tha ejucashan in tha worl’ and ya a
criminal like me with na school shit- we’s equal bra” Jones said, and let out
an annoying laughter to piss Bolu off.
“Weyrey omo!” Bolu said, while trying hard not to show that
he was pissed.
“Get ready, we are moving out in 5” Jack announced
“But it’s for 4 am, and it’s just 12 am” Bolu said
“It’s a stake out, you can have a nap in the van when we get
to the stake out spot, here’s a pack of gum to keep you awake” Jack answered,
as he took a bubble gum out of the pack and handed it over to Bolu.
Jack checked his guns to make sure they were loaded and
ready for sudden action, Bolu and Jones did the same. They ran through the plan
again before the three vans pulled out of the garage, and drove down to a
secluded spot very close to the docks, where they could easily monitor the
activities happening on the docks without getting noticed.
“Y’all keep your radios open, and stay sharp” Jack
instructed
“Aye Boss man” Jones replied
“Hey Bolu” Jack called over the radio
“Yeah” Bolu answered
“I’m quitting this life, and going into real estate” Jack
said
“Same shit you said a millionth time Oga” Bolu said
“I’m serious this time, I dey run go Naija back go start
business” Jack said
“Dude don’t stress my ears abeg” Bolu said
“The po-po ain’t zzzzzzzzzzzz kuuurrrrrr zzzzzzzzzz” Jones,
was sleep talking
“Oh no, not again today, Jones!” Jack
“I’m gonna turn this shit off” Bolu said
“Wait! You don’t think I am serious about quitting?” Jack
asked
“Jack you’re the devil himself, how do you quit being a
devil? Now don’t bore me with this talk again, or I’ll knock your teeth off”
Bolu added
“I’m tired of the life mehn, the kills, the drugs, the time,
the guns, I’m tired of the life man” Jack said over the radio.
“What’s the package?” Bolu asked
“Coke in three backpacks” Jack answered
“And when we get in the sewers?” Bolu asked
“A vehicle will be on hand to do the exchange” Jack
answered.
“Okay, Now can I get some quiet?” Bolu asked
“I thought we were connecting on some heart to heart stuff
man” Jack
“Abi aiye e fe baje ni? No, Jack do you want to be
unfortunate today?” Bolu asked
“No sir, no vex” Jack said. A click from the comm device
indicated Bolu had shut the radio off. Jack looked to his right at were Bolu
was parked, and blew a kiss at Bolu, who in turn responded with a five fingered
gesture known in Nigeria as ‘waka’.
Back at the DEA, their sources had informed them about the
drop off, and they were preparing to bust the deal.
“What do we have?” Mr. Finch asked, as he twisted his long
bushy moustache.
“The package is supposed to be ready for pickup and
transportation at 0400 hours” Debra answered
“Any surveillance?” Finch asked
“Do we have any info on who the picker is supposed to be?”
Mr. Finch asked
“Yes Sir, here’s his file, his name is Jack” Debra said, as
she handed Jack’s file to the DEA head.
“Oh my! How is this fella still free and alive with all
these crimes?”
“He has done time, and has always eluded the police since he
got out of prison” Debra explained.
“We are getting him today, and putting him away for good!”
Mr. Finch said.
“Yes, but how?” Debra asked
“Get Mimi, and ask her to get her team here now!’ Finch
instructed.
Back at the three vans, Jack looked at the other two vans
and saw Bolu and Jones were asleep. He knew a lot about this drop that they
didn’t know. He fogged up the van’s windows, and when he could not see a thing
outside, he went through to the back of the van, picked up his backpack and
quietly stepped out of the back of the van, he used the cover of the trees and
darkness to make his way down to the docks, he retrieved the package from where
it was dropped, found his prearranged boat, got in and rowed away till he was
far away from the dock, and then he started the boat’s engine and went away.
At the DEA office, Mimi stepped into her boss’s office.
“Mimi, we have a situation, and I’m handing the case over to
you” Mr. Finch said, as he debriefed Mimi about the drop off and the plan to
nab those involved right there at the dock.
“I don’t think that is a good idea” Mimi said
“Catching them at the dock?” Mr. Finch asked
“Yes, I’ll suggest we tail them after they have picked up
the package” Mimi suggested
“Why?” asked Mr. Finch
“They are delivering to someone right? We nab whoever is
making the pickup and delivery, and also the person or persons the package is
being delivered to” Mimi said.
“That’s brilliant! Alright then, here’s the file of the person
making the pickup, his name is Jack, and his record makes me wonder why and how
he’s still alive and walking free” Mr. Finch said, as he handed Jack’s file to
Mimi. The mention of the name ‘Jack’ sent shivers down Mimi’s spine, and she
was visibly shaken, but she hoped when she opened the file, it would not be who
she thought it was, which was very unlikely.
“Mimi, are you okay?” Mr. Finch asked
“Nothing that a quick cup of coffee can’t cure Sir” Mimi
replied with a wink and a feigned smile.
“Alright, do what you have to do quickly, the drop off is at
4am” said Mr. Finch
Different thoughts coursed through Mimi’s mind as she made
her way to the briefing room where her team was waiting, one glimpse at Jack’s
folder triggered an emotional alarm.
“Excuse me guys” Mimi said, as she hurriedly left the room
and went into the rest room to let the tears roll. She wondered if nemesis was
finally catching up with her, perhaps karma had looked her way and intended to
punish her for her past life of sin. Even her present life wasn’t entirely
devoid of sin, she kept switching between good cop-bad cop, but tended to be
more of a good cop, because she was only bad cop when she had to choose between
two bads in a case, she would bring both bads down and take out of the bootie
to assist war torn and underdeveloped countries in different parts of the
world, while also keeping some dirty money for herself.
Mimi did not come from a wealthy home; she wanted a better
life for herself and her family, so she got involved in a lot of illegal
activities to raise funds, and it was during one of her numerous illegal
escapades that she met Jack. They met at a concert, and she loved him
instantly, that night Jack gave her the best sex of her life first in his car,
and when they got to his hotel room, he introduced her to the drug ‘Ecstacy’.
She remembered vividly how he had her in the shower, her body pressed against
the shower cubicle, his sensual kisses on her neck, the way he cupped her perky
breasts and flicked the nipples, the feel of his phallus deep within her as he
kept thrusting, his grunts and tenseness when he released his seed in her, and
his quick turnaround time for multiple rounds of sex. Jack introduced her to a
whole new level of living the underworld life, a life of scams, drugs and
alcohol, sex and orgies, guns and killings, oaths and rituals, but she fell in
love, she was in love with the devil, and wanted the Bonnie and Clyde kind of
life and he capitalized on that to control her and make her do his bidding at
all times, even if it meant eating his ass out in front of his supposed
associates, or sucking their cocks one after the other while he watched with
his evil yet charming grin. She became Jack’s toy and was easily manipulated by
him, he would give her share of the cash after operations, but always found a
way to collect the money from her when he told her she was broke. Mimi became a
drug, alcohol, and sex addict, and would go to any lengths to get what she
wanted, and Jack loved the monster he was creating. One day he set her up to
take a fall for him, a fall that would have seen her sent to a high profile
prison for a crime she did not commit, Jack had wired a million dollars to her
offshore account to make her agree to the deal, but she knew he would get into
her account and get all the money back the moment she was away, so she wired
the money to a secret account, and snitched on Jack to the DEA. Jack was caught
and made to pay for his crimes by sending him to the penitentiary, but his
legacy of addictions stayed with her and haunted her every day of her life. She
got into rehab and after a year of dealing with her addictions, she came clean
and was free to go into a Jack-free world, and she vowed to bring down more men
like Jack, she wished she could have that mind blowing sex with Jack one last
time, then stab him multiple times for breaking her the way he did. She had a
lot of valuable information about the underworld, the DEA took her in and
trained her till she became the bad-ass DEA agent she had become, and she was
ruthless when bringing criminals down.
As Mimi stared at her face in the restroom’s mirror, she
wondered why and how Jack had gotten out of prison. One thing was sure though,
if he found out she was in the same city as him, he would hunt her to get the
one million dollars, and being the cunning bastard that he was, he could rope
her in with that money, and make her lose everything as revenge for snitching
on him. She knew what she had to do, she resolved to bring him down one way or
another, without her team, and with that decision, she proceeded to the
briefing room to debrief her team members.
It was 4 am, a team of FBI operatives were already at the
old tunnel waiting for the arrival of the 3 vans, cop cars had blocked off the
nearest exits before the tunnel, Mimi and her team got to the vans and met FBI
agents there too.
“What’s happening here?” She asked.
“And who are you?” Agent Dolly of the FBI asked
“Mimi, DEA” Mimi answered as she flashed her DEA badge
“The bastard got away again” Agent Dolly answered.
“How did this happen?” Mimi asked
“Our undercover agent who has been on the case for two years
as Jack’s right hand man was drugged to sleep, and we are suspecting the bubble
gum, ‘cause we found the pack open in his hand” Agent Dolly answered
“And the third guy?” Mimi asked
“Checked him out, he’s an undercover CIA that got knocked
out on weed mixed with fluothane, methoxyflurane, and neothyl, he’s still
heavily sedated” The FBI agent explained.
“So Jack was between an FBI and CIA agent all this time, and
y’all could not get him? Wow!” Mimi exclaimed.
“If the DEA had done their job, we wouldn’t be here” Agent
Dolly retorted.
“Well, I don’t see any DEA agent here who’s knocked out on
drugs though. Keep up or stay off! Don’t go messing it up for us again, will
ya?” Mimi said as she went to Bolu who was already awake.
“Hey Big guy” Mimi said to Bolu
“Who the hell are you?” Bolu asked
“Mimi, DEA. I need
your help, that bastard has to be brought down, and it does not matter who
brings him down, what’s important is that we have one less notorious criminal
to worry about. So, help me” Mimi said.
“You want me to give away two years of risking my life and
constantly living under the fear of getting discovered?” Bolu asked.
“Jack knew who you were from day 1” Mimi replied
“And how do you know this?” Bolu asked
“Not the place and time to discuss all that. Will you help
me or not? You’re already busted as far as Jack is concerned, and you are lucky
you’re not dead with a bullet hole in your head, as is his style of execution”
Mimi added.
“Here, take my phone, I planted a chip in his wristwatch,
you can track him” Bolu said.
“You actually look smart. Thanks big man” Mimi pocketed the
phone
“Get him, and protect my phone with your life” Bolu
instructed
“You got it big man” Mimi said, and quietly left the scene
when no one was watching.
Jack checked into a hotel, got to his room and emptied the
content of the backpack. The drugs were intact, he just needed to deliver to
the buyer, get his money transferred to an account, look for Mimi wherever she
was in the world, get his one million dollars from her, and leave her with a
headshot for all the suffering she put him through, and then go start a new
life in Nigeria. He smiled at the genius he was for setting Bolu and Jones up,
he was glad that he had eliminated them from the whole thing, and there would
be no need to split the proceeds from the sale of the drugs with anyone. He
went to the bar to get a drink, while he waited for the call.
Mimi left her team at the docks and went back home, put some
clothes, her Glock 26 Gen5 gun with a suppressor, cuffs, and a dart gun into
her backpack, another Glock on her waist, and a Ka-Bar knife in her boot. She
checked Bolu’s phone and saw the gps locator had stopped moving, Jack was at a
hotel. It was time for her to finally close the Jack chapter in her life.
Bolu thought about the events of the day, about Jack, and
the drugs they found in the vans. It dawned on Bolu that Jack had no idea he
was an undercover agent, rather he wanted to set them up.
“Son of a bitch! Hey Dolly” Bolu called out
“Yeah” Agent Dolly answered
“Track my phone number now!” Bolu said
“Why?” Agent Dolly asked
“Now’s not a good time to get on my nerves, Dolly” Bolu
answered
“But…” Agent Dolly
“Track my phone this moment and give me the location” Bolu
ordered
“You’re not in charge here” Agent Dolly retorted.
“If that DEA lady takes credit for my 2 years of undercover
work on this case, you will get it so hot from me, you would wish you never
joined the FBI. Now I’m not going to make that request a third time. I need an
answer within the next minute” Bolu replied in a rather cool but dangerous
voice. Less than a minute later, Bolu was in an FBI car, racing to the hotel
where Mimi had just pulled in.
Mimi flashed her badge at the receptionist and asked for
Jack’s room, and then she paid for the room opposite. She got to her room and
thought up a plan, while fighting the urge to just burst into his room, and
from the gps he was not in his room, if she knew Jack well, he was at the bar
drinking. She was going to lure him to her room and get the deed done in there.
She had an afterthought, Jack was not stupid, if he knew his partners were
undercover agents, then it would be too much of a coincidence that her room was
directly opposite his, and she did not want to take any chances, so she
requested a room switch to the floor below Jack’s, and then went to the bar. It
was so easy to find him, and she had to put up her best act.
“Oh my God! Jack! Are you kidding me? You’re here?” Mimi
screamed. Jack was a little surprised, he looked around, and then gave his
usual smile.
“Well I’ll be damned! Look who we have here! Mimi?” Jack
responded, and Mimi wasn’t sure whether he was putting up an act too. They
talked for a while, till she felt he had relaxed a little.
“You messed up dude, but I forgive you” Mimi said, as she
gulped his drink
“You snitched on me.” Jack answered.
“Are you kidding me? You dare say that to me? Here I was
thinking you were a changed person, you’re still a prick. Bye!” Mimi feigned
annoyance and got up to leave.
“I’m sorry Mimi, please stay a while, do you still have that
money?” Jack asked.
“This is not the place to discuss that” Mimi answered, while
pretending to look around
“Your room?” Jack asked with a smirk
“You cocky bastard, I have missed this man” She grabbed his
crotch with a seductive grin.
“Ohhh, not here Mimi, let’s go to your room” Jack said, as
he looked around with a cocky smile
Jack was really excited, luck had brought Mimi his way,
hence, everything had become even easier than he anticipated. All he needed to
do was extract the information about the money from her, and kill her
afterwards. He smiled as he followed her, and took the plan further by wanting
to have sex with her one last time before he killed her.
Mimi made a mental note of the strategic places she had
positioned her weapons in the hotel room, she could not understand what she was
feeling, suddenly all the memories came rushing back, and she was filled with
anger, rage, and weird as it may seem, she longed to have him in her one last
time before she snuffed the evil life out of him, she wanted to channel some
rage to the sex, and she hoped everything went as planned.
Finally both of them got into the Mimi’s room, and without
wasting time, Mimi began to smother him with kisses, and soon she was on top
riding the life out of him ferociously, she had not been able to get that
sexual satisfaction she used to get from Jack since he was taken to prison, and
since this was the last time she was going to have his veined phallus deep in
her, she wanted to milk him to the last drop.
“Easy tiger” Jack said, as he tried to catch his breath, but
Mimi was not having any of that, she intensified the rhythmic motion, shutting
her eyes and facing up. It was too much for Jack to handle on his back, with a
bit of a struggle, he was able to pin her head down on the bed, raise her ass
up and slide in from behind, as he stood at the edge of the bed. Mimi gasped as
he rammed her from behind, she could feel the full length of his pintle
reaching the depths of her insides, she grabbed the sheets in ecstasy, and she
arched her back for more penetration. As Jack continued thrusting, he
remembered how Mimi had snitched on him, which resulted in his going to prison,
he remembered the horrors of being in prison, and he increased the ferocity
with which he pounded her, like he hoped to burst through her.
“Where is my money Mimi?” Jack asked as he pinned her head
down and made hard thrusts.
“hmmmm” Mimi responded with a moan. As Jack continued with
the thrusts, he looked down and saw a visible part of the gun Mimi had hidden
right under the edge of the bed. He slowed the pace of the thrusts and looked
at Mimi’s back and wondered why she had a gun. He could as well just pull the
gun out and shoot her there and then, but then, the gunshot would attract
attention, and the last thing he wanted was falling into the hands of the cops
again. He just wanted to get his money, and leave the continent for good, so he
kicked the gun farther and looked around for something else he could use to
kill her, all the while still hitting Mimi’s wet pleasure tunnel from all
angles. He decided he was going to strangle her after he climaxed “what
a pleasurable way to die” he thought to himself.
Bolu ran into the hotel and went straight to the counter,
flashed his badge and asked for Jack’s room, and without hesitation, the
receptionist directed him to Jack’s room. He wasn’t sure what to expect and
wondered whether it would be sensible to confront Jack alone, or to just call
for backup. He thought to himself that it was the best time to bring Jack down
for good, and playing heroics could go wrong, knowing how dangerous Jack was,
so he requested for backup, and slowly made his way to Jack’s room.
Jones came round and jumped with a start.
“Ah rude bwoy, wa’ fi gwan, where them man them?” Jones
asked as he looked around, and when he saw the familiar faces of members of his
CIA team, he was perplexed.
“Well, it looks like you were made” The Captain said
“What do you mean made?” Jones asked as he stood up
“Word has it that Jack knew you were undercover” The Captain
replied.
“No, that’s not possible, did the pickup happen?” Jones
asked
“Yes” The Captain answered
“And the other guy?” Jones asked
“We just got word that he was also an undercover agent for
the FBI” The Captain explained.
“You don’t say! Wow! That’s some crazy stuff. Hold on
Captain, where are they?” Jones asked.
“First a DEA lady went after him, then the FBI guy followed.
We found some drugs in both your vans, and wonder why they were there though”
The Captain added
“Wait! What? The bugger was trying to set us up, not because
he knew who we were, he had no idea! Damn! Jack don played all of you, if he
knew who we were, I’d be in thug heaven now balling with Pac and Biggie. Give
me your gun and your vest Captain” Jones said
“Give you what?” The Captain asked with a raised brow.
“Hey Yo! Can someone give me a gun and a vest, and tell me
where the hell Jack is?” Jones called out, not wanting to step on the Captain’s
toes.
“What’s your plan?” asked the Captain
“Imma bring down that devil or die trying” Jones answered.
“And that’s your plan?” The Captain asked
“Hey Cap’, with all due respect, I ain’t got time for this
right now, now if you don’t mind I have a Jack to catch”
Jones got the info about Jack’s location, got a squad car
and sped off to the hotel. As he drove he thought about the two years he had
spent as an undercover agent working on Jack’s case, the dirty stuff he had to
do to maintain his cover, a tear rolled down his cheek as he thought about it
all, he could not allow two years of hard work hiding his identity, getting
close to a criminal, and extracting information, just come to nothing, without
getting the criminal.
The climax was building, Jack was thrusting away while
looking around for the perfect weapon, and for a moment, he wished they had
gone to his room instead, he was almost getting to that point where he would
explode, and perhaps he would be too tired to do anything, he looked around for
a good weapon, and found a bottle and thought to himself how it would make a
good weapon if he just broke it and stabbed her multiple times, he smiled at
the thought, but the smile was short-lived, as he remembered that he had not
gotten the location for the money, and time was going.
Mimi was enjoying every bit of the relations she was having
with Jack, the feel of his phallus reaching the very depths of her insides, she
was not sure when she was ever going to have it that good from another man,
hence, she was all out to receive as much pleasurable thrusting as Jack could
give, and then she would finish him off when he was spent. She arched her back
some more, and after few more thrusts she moved away. She just lay on her back
rubbing her nips, and staring at a bewildered and possibly fatigued Jack.
“Where-where is the money?” Jack asked while trying to catch
his breathe
“Eat me out, make me come, and I’ll tell you where it is”
Mimi responded with a seductive grin.
“Bitch I don’t have time for this” Jack added.
“Did you just call me a bitch? That’s it I’m done, now get
out of my room” Mimi. Jack had never known Mimi to be the bold type that would
talk back at him, or even be bold enough to walk him out of her room, she had
always been the type to always do as he commanded before, now he was not even
sure what or who he was dealing with.
“Mimi? It’s me, Jack” Jack said, trying to reaffirm if by
chance Mimi had forgotten who he was, and probably mistaken him for someone
else.
“I walk into that bathroom, and step out, I do not want to
meet you here” Mimi said as she moved away from the bed and into the bathroom.
She knew Jack would stubbornly remain in the room, the time for the checkmate
had come. She stared at her naked self in the mirror, as she pulled the Glock
26 Gen5 from the bag she kept in the bathroom. She wanted to be as discreet as
possible, so she fixed the suppressor to the gun, and took deep breaths, it had
to be done.
In the bedroom, Jack could still not fathom how Mimi had
suddenly gotten so bold, he remembered the gun he saw under the bed, and
retrieved it. He thought about the possibilities of using the gun, getting back
to his room to pick his things, and leaving the hotel without raising
suspicions. It was too big of a risk to take, he needed to lure her to a
secluded place where he could torture the location of the money out of her,
hence, he settled for using the gun to threaten her. He could imagine the look
on her face when she realized he had found the gun she hid beneath the bed.
“Hey Mimi, okay I’m sorry, come out and let’s discuss like
two civil adults” Jack called out.
Bolu stepped out of the elevator and slowly made his way
down the corridor, looking at each hotel room door, his heart thumping, one
thing was certain, and that was the fact that this would be the last time he
would ever be an undercover agent, he had made that decision, and he intended
to stand by it. After checking a few room numbers, he realized he was on the
wrong floor, and turned to walk back to the elevator, he had barely taken three
steps when he heard two gunshots from a room he just walked past.
Jones got to Jack’s room, and without wasting time, he
kicked the door open, took out his badge
and drew his gun, but the room was empty, save the big bag on the bed, he
emptied the contents of the bag, and gasped when he found 10 bundles of crisp
$100 notes, 4 wraps of drugs, and some travel passports which confirmed they
were Jack’s. Jones felt he had done a lot for the country, and wanted a new
life someplace else, away from the dangerous life he lived as an undercover
agent, so he took all the notes and stuffed them into the pockets of his combat
fatigue pants, then arranged the drugs back in the bag. He wondered where Jack
was, he looked down the corridor as he stepped out, and walked hurriedly away.
The sound of gunshots from the floor above stopped him in his tracks briefly,
he drew his gun and used the flight of stairs to the floor.
It all happened like a flash, Mimi had opened the bathroom
door and was shocked at what she saw, there was Jack pointing a gun, her gun at
her, and by reflex, she let one shot out at his chest, while he shot at her
twice as both of them crumpled to the floor. As she lay there, the life ebbing
away from her, a tear rolled down her cheek, she had finally gotten him, she
had also unknowingly gotten her Bonnie and Clyde wish she had when she first
met Jack. Darkness took over, as Mimi breathed her last.
Bolu looked at the door of the room where the sound of the
gunshots came from, and was torn between barging in or following protocol.
Several thoughts coursed through Bolu’s mind as he stared at the door, he
wondered if the gunshot had anything to do with Jack, or the DEA lady,
considering the fact that he was on the wrong floor, or had the receptionist
given him the wrong room? He wondered. With one kick he burst the door open and
aimed his gun, and was shocked at the sight that greeted him, right there
beside the bathroom door was the DEA lady sprawled on the floor naked, and in
the pool of her blood. Bolu reached for her pulse, to check whether she was
alive, but there was no pulse, and then he looked up and saw the bag. He
checked the contents, he found his phone, hers, and a strange looking flash
drive; he pocketed the items and stepped out into the room to check on the
second shooter whom he suspected would be Jack. With caution, he went round to
the side of the bed and found Jack, mortally wounded but alive.
“Bi---tch sn—itched, stole –coughs- stole my 1 million
dollars, she-she was my bitch” Jack gave a delirious laugh.
“CIA… Freeze! Put your hands above your head and turn around
slowly” Jones called out as he stepped into the room
“FBI here, hold your fire!” Bolu said as he raised his hands
and slowly turned to look at the CIA agent.
“Oh, it’s you!” Jones said as he recognized Bolu and lowered
the weapon
“What the hell?! You Jones? You speak real English? What are
you doing with a CIA badge?” Bolu asked, with a look of bewilderment on his
face. Jones walked round to where Jack lay gasping for air on the floor, and
aimed his gun at him.
“Hey, no man” Bolu said as he lowered Jones’ gun
“Why, let me end this evil” Jones said.
“I thought so too, but let’s allow him see our faces as the
last before he goes to hell, he’s almost there” Bolu said.”
“Have you called it in, or do I call it in?” Jones asked
“You’re CIA really?” Bolu asked
“Hell Yeah” Jones answered.
“Damn! You played us with all them rastafaran mumbo jumbo”
Bolu said.
“Amb…ambul…help me” Jack muttered. The two men looked at him
and continued their conversation.
“I could say the same about you, you had us fooled” Jones
replied.
“Down for a drink or two after this?” Bolu asked
“You bet I am” Jones answered
Few minutes later, Jack was dead, and the whole room was
teeming with forensics and personnel. Bolu and Jones went to the bar for a
drink, they drank in silence for a while. Bolu thought about what Jack had said
about the DEA agent and one million dollars, and wondered if that was just a
dying man’s delusion or if it was true, he suspected the flash drive and her
phone would give him some information.
“So, what’s next?” Bolu asked.
“I’m done, I ain’t doing this undercover shit no more, I’m
going on a long vacation to some country far away from here, and you?” Jones
asked
“I’m going home” Bolu answered.
When Bolu got into the car, he turned on the laptop and
inserted the flash, it had no encryption, and there were only two text files on
the flash. He opened the first text file and saw a username and password for an
online account, out of curiosity, he logged in and the amount he found in the
account made him shut the laptop immediately. He sat back for a while, and
smiled.
“I’m coming home, I’m coming home, tell the world that I’m
coming home, Naija, here I come” Bolu sang as he drove off.
The End.
This is nice
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