Must Read: Elvis - Season 1 - Episode 13

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Must Read: Elvis - Season 1 - Episode 13

Thursday
04:00 PM

Elvis couldn’t bring himself to mutter a word after reading the message, he had to go over the message countless times before he could understand what’s written therein. A word keeps appearing in block and keeps on pummeling his thoughts ‘Spy’, he glared at it for some time before he could register it meant informant. Who could that be?
He raised his head to meet the quizzical gazes of his other teammates, Dauda and Timileyin. The piercing looks on their faces seems to see right through him but the anxious looks showed they can’t, they need him to fill them in, fill them in about the latest update. He gazed at the eyes before him; two of these might be the spy. It might be members of the other teams too who’s close to them, close enough to know their plans. He has to find out who that is.

The spy is not really the real problem now; the real problem is saving Ben, if he’s still alive. He had thought of the possibility of it been a trap but he had thought otherwise, firstly he thought he hasn’t got on enough bad side of the bad people to warrant him been wanted and secondly he trusted Ben. Ben is his responsibility and he has to save him.

He had no choice than to trust the beings behind the four eyes glaring at him, they all have to save Ben, id est if Ben’s still alive. He told them about the message although keeping the ‘Spy’ part secret for now, till he can find someone he trusts. He understands the shock that spread across their face when he told them about Ben being captured, their eyelids dropped and they collapsed deeper into themselves. He could sense the tense insecure atmosphere building in the room. They are losing trust in him. He foiled his first two infiltration exercises as a team leader, his first real tests; maybe he’s not capable after all.
He doesn’t have a way with words; not much of a talker; a poor orator; he knows he sU-Cks at saying the right time. The current situation is not an exception either he doesn’t know the right things to say, he looked around the room and saw the bent heads of Dauda and Timileyin, they are low in confidence. All he can do to reverse this is to get a way to save Ben, saving Ben will go a long way in boosting the low confidence and earn him some trust. He has to save him, but how will he?
An idea struck him.
“Timileyin, Ben sent a message with his phone, can we get the phone’s location?” he asked visibly excited. A pair of heads turned in his direction.

“Yes we can, if it’s still on” Timileyin managed to say after locating his voice.
“Then we can get Ben’s location with that” Elvis replied almost jumping, understanding looks
diffuses into the pair of faces glaring at him, they are now seeing some senses in what he’s saying.

Timileyin set to work, punching the keyboard before him with indescribable viguor, all eyes glued at the monitor before them, flashes of rays from the screen begetting thousands of words meaningless to two pairs of eyes.

Timileyin worked oblivious of his surroundings, brows of sweat gathers on his forehead from nervousness, Ben’s life is at stake.
After several minutes that look like hours, he heaved a sigh of relief.

“It’s in an office in the western part of the 20th floor of the building” Timi said.
“Great, that’s where Ben is” Elvis said.
“If Ben is there, how will we get to him” Dauda asked,
“I’ll have to enter the building, and extract him out”
“What!!!” Dauda and Timileyin shouted in unison.
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06:30 PM

Convincing them was not as easy has he had expected but they later agreed, Timileyin had managed to bring up the blueprint of the firm, Elvis hurriedly studied it, cramming as many detail as he could, the red dot (Ben’s phone) blinking incessantly at the highest floor of the firm. Dauda will serve as lookout while Elvis will go in and save Ben while Timi will give directions from the office. Timileyin wired them with the minute earphone, pistols and some other gadgets, peradventure their need arises.

Ellie walked out of the office, freshened up, but not as bright as her normal self, Elvis had thought nobody was in the whole office, since its past closing time and everybody has left. He swallowed hard when he saw her.

“I never thought you are still around, I thought you had left” He managed to say
“Sir, can I have a word with you?” Ellie said
“Not now Ellie, we’ll talk tomorrow” he said with a falsified plain face
She turned and dragged herself out of the office. The hurt in him escalated.
09:00 PM

The night is still and quiet, the well illuminated surrounding of Emerald and other firms around lit up the street, giving the otherwise still, cold, night warmth. The atmosphere is still cold, pedestrians are few; the expected traffic of the industrialized part of Lekki and also after 9 is an unbecoming hour to walk if one doesn’t want to be accosted.

A drunkard can be seen staggering along the street, rendering his panegyrics and appraising himself, junks only he could understand poured down freely from his ajar mouth, with saliva trickling down the sides of his mouth. He stopped abruptly and walked towards the entrance of Emerald firm much to the dismay of the two guards on duty. He pounded furiously at the thick glass surrounding the frontage of the firm. The guards shooed him away but he only increased pounding on the glass.

One of the guards opened one of the sliding doors and ran out to restrain him, it seems the alcohol made him stronger than usual; he shakes the guard off with ease, as if the guard’s feeble, the guard called to his partner to come help him restrain the mad drunk. The other guard ran out and they managed to drag the drunk away from the glass. They had not dragged him far when they fell down one after the other unconscious, knocked out by the content in the syringe Dauda’s holding.

“Nice work” Elvis said, advancing from the shadows, towards Dauda who’s taking off the smelling rag he had acted with simultaneously stripping the clothes off a guard.
“That’ll knock them out for a few hours” Dauda said breathing heavily
“Good job guys, we have to hurry, the phone’s battery won’t last for too long” Timileyin said from the other side.
“Good luck’ Dauda said as Elvis hurried past him towards the opened door of the firm.
Elvis walked gingerly towards the elevators, Timileyin instructed him to take the door by his left which he did but it was locked. He took out a pair of thin metals and after some minutes, he picked the lock and the door opened, he held it to prevent it from hitting the wall and opened it slowly. He closed it after him. It opened to a short passage, a door at the opposite side too, another set of lifts on his right. Timi told him to get on them and he did, clicking the 20th floor. The elevator hummed away.

It stopped on the 20th floor, he walked quietly out, his pistol armed and pointing straight ahead while he walked with the pose of detectives in Hollywood movies, he listened attentively to any sound whatsoever but heard none. He inquired softly from Timi if Ben is on this floor, Timi affirmed it, just straight ahead and then the office by the right.

He walked further down the passage, he stopped in his tracks
“F--k” Timi muttered
“What’s wrong” Elvis asked
” The signal just disappeared, it seems the phone’s dead.” Timi replied
“How far am I from the office” Elvis asked
“Just ahead, the next office by the right” Timi replied
He walked to the office described, he poised himself, gun in hand and turned the door knob, locked. He got to work with his lock picking tools, succeeded after some minutes, he barged into the room.
“He’s not here” He said