..................* Continuation of Chapter 1*............
Dubem couldn't understand what exactly was going on. A minute ago, he was just finishing lunch with his girlfriend, now here he was, in the midst of kidnappers.
What kind of ridiculous amount were they going to charge his salary earning parents? Then again, he wasn't sure he was being kidnapped because of his potential ransom fee.
This mysterious brief case had everything to do with it, yet they didn't bother to take it out of his hands. He was being allowed to hold onto it.
The Lady in the purple blouse made a call as soon as they were beyond the city limits; "...we're almost there sir, we have the case but Justice got away.." she paused for a few seconds, listening to whoever was on the other end of the line; "..okay sir.. see you there".
She turned to the driver and simply mentioned ' Gima Quarry'. He immediately picked up the speed and they were at their destination in less that 15 mins.
All Dubem could see was an abandoned Query site. There were only two things in plain sight; An abandoned six wheeler truck parked in a corner of the yard and a Black Range Rover Sport edition. The plate numbers were concealed behind black fitted covers specifically made for the plates.
The driver stopped the Camry in front of the Range Rover but no one got out of either car. Dubem could sense a bit of Tension in the air and the awkward silence between all the passengers made it worse. Dubem couldn't tell if there was anyone in the Range but he suspected there was, yet he could hear the silent hum of the SUV.
Eventually the Lady in the purple blouse got out of the Camry and walked over to the Range, as she place her hand on the passenger seat door handle she froze, her attention was drawn to another direction and everyone in the Camry including Dubem looked in the same direction.
A man in white Flowing Bouba came from behind the abandoned truck holding his trousers tightly round his waist and started walking towards the cars.
The Lady simply let go of the door and stood at attention, her face flushed with embarrassment.
The man in the bouba seemed to be giving the lady a tongue lashing as each sentence seemed to bring her face lower into her chest. Meanwhile all the men in the car gave out various degrees of chuckles. The man to Dubem's left finally spoke;
"shebi i told Mercy not to form too much James Bond with the whole disguise thing..now see wetin oga go do am, God don catch am.."
Dubem didn't know what came over him when he muttered; "abeg, who be that man?"
The men on both sides looked at him but said nothing. It was the driver who sat in front that gave the answer; "That's Justice's Father."
....... * To be Continued* ......