She Dies - Season 1 - Episode 19

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She Dies - Season 1 - Episode 19

Mike raised his briefcase which stood beside
him to his laps. He opened it, took out a
laptop and then returned the briefcase to the
floor. He placed the laptop gently on the table
and turned it on. He entered his password and
typed some commands. Alfred Bright appeared in bold letters and his profile followed in tiny letters. He read out to them, “Alfred Bright was born in 1975 as Wilfred Dakar Jnr. He’s the only child of the parents and was named after his father. Alfred is five feet tall, broad
and muscular. He weighs 320 pounds. His
mother, a cheerful woman, died in her second
child birth. His father had a bad history.

At home, he enjoyed whipping his only son at the slightest provocation, with a leather belt that had a big brass buckle on it and outside
home, he was a callous mercenary who killed
both in armed and unarmed combats, in wars
and out of wars. He had no enemies for none
of them was allowed to breathe. He was a
trigger-happy heartless monster and a terror
to all who knew him. Wilfred Dakar was
eventually arrested, charged for treason and
executed by Major General Robert Smart.
Dakar faced a firing squad when Alfred was
only four. After his father’s death, Alfred was taken in by his uncle. At ten, Alfred came to know the story of his father and instantly took many decisions, which he called
‘Revolutionary decisions.’ First, he changed his name from Wilfred Dakar Jnr. to Alfred Bright. Then, he got enlisted in the military in 2000 and was determined to do exactly the opposite of all his father did. While in the force, Alfred was gregarious and quickly made friends with high-ranking officers that soon,
he became an expert in the use of arms and
ammunition. In addition to his sociability, he
was astute and this earned him fame in the
force. In 2004, he was among the troops sent
on a reconnaissance mission to Libya. It was
while on this mission that he resigned from
the military. Up till date, he’s still evasive
about the reason for his resignation. In 2005,
he came back to the country when CCU was
inaugurated, applied and was recruited. Since
he joined CCU,” he quickly shut down the
laptop, “he has remained the most valuable
asset of CCU. Alfred is in a word, a wizard
with his tactics.” His head started moving in
small quick jerks, “He knows exactly how to
find whoever and whatever he puts his mind
on. He has got the eyes of a hawk. Since he
joined CCU, he has not recorded a single
failure. With Alfred on this, I think we should
hope for something.” His eyes rolled as he
concluded and he brought the laptop into the
briefcase.

President Wilfred smiled broadly. He was
impressed. With Alfred and Dennis wholly in
the loop, I can really on something. He
thought. His face became serious, “Has Alfred got wife and kids?”

Mike shook his head in disapproval, “He’s still single.”

“That’s good.” The president said. “Call him in. He’ll work with Dennis till this mess is
over.” He made eye contact with them,

“Thankfully, we’ve struck something.” He fixed his eyes on Senator Mahoney and saw that the senator appeared absent-minded. He was tempted to ask him what was bugging his
mind but decided to do that later on, in
privacy. His gaze was now on the IG, “Noel.”

He called and saw the surprise written on the
IG’s face. He knew the reason; that was the
first time he was calling him by his first name.
The president smiled, “I understand you’re not fit for this. I think you need some days off,
may be till this murderer is arrested.” He
paused to allow his words sink in. The IG
looked bemused. What the hell was the
president trying to imply? The president
continued, “Your physician was here some
couple of hours ago to complain about your
health condition.” The IG was now staring
blankly at the president, his mouth agape.
Why would Dr. Fred try that without his
consent? Anger boiled up inside him as he
listened to the president speak on, “CCU will
take on from here. After this meeting, you give
Mike situation briefing. He_

“But sir,” the IG cut in, “I can still handle this.

My health hasn’t got that bad. President
Williams was murdered under my nose,” there was consternation on his face, “his daughter was murdered when I’m still the Inspector General of Police and I owe them a duty. I can finish this your Excellency. I_”

“This is not an issue of your opinion.” The
president’s voice was low, “This investigation is affecting your health and we need both mind and body for this.” His voice became louder, “It’s not your fault. The trauma of your friend’s death was quite enormous and I understand your plight now his daughter has joined him. I know it’s quite devastating,” he
scratched his brow, “but the fact remains that we’ve to stop this nonsense before it envelops us and time is against us. The citizens are
already seeing my promise as rabble-rousing
and I won’t allow that to continue. I must
keep to my promise. This does not imply
you’re at the end of your rope. The truth is
that you need rest and it’s urgent. I felt the
sincerity in your doctor’s words and I believed in them.” He stopped and looked at the IG for his response.

The IG was thinking. He knew CCU would
expose the murderer but he still wanted to
personally see to the end of it. He started it
and wanted to finish it. President Williams
was his best friend and he needed to pay him
this last homage. His thoughts went to his
doctor and he felt his hatred for him rise in
quick tempo. He considered becoming defiant
to the president’s order but quickly dismissed it as not being an option. The president would remove him from the position once he tried
that. He decided to try his luck at persuading
the president. He coughed and said, “Sir, I can still do this. I’ve both mind and body
together.” His expression showed the bits he
was in, “I can see to the end of this. I can
finish this.” His voice was filled with
determination. “My doctor is obviously
mistaking. Sir, give me this last chance and I
promise to strike at something in one week.”
He said enthusiastically.

“Your doctor is not mistaking.” The president
corrected, “He showed me medical reports.” He
watched the IG grit his teeth, “Your doctor has your interest at heart.” He saw Senator
Mahoney nod severally and became glad the
senate president was with him. He turned to
Mike; he was nodding as well in agreement.
The president smiled, “Mike will do what you
would’ve done and I pray he does that in one week.” He looked steadily at Mike, his eyes blinking intermittently. “I hope Dennis and Alfred will perform the miracle. Make the
miracle happen.” He rose, “I think this meeting is over.

Thanks once more for coming.”

The IG knew there was nothing else he could
do but was determined to find the murderer
his own way. He rose, felt a little excitement
well up in him for no apparent reason and
forced a smile. He stretched to the president
and shook him. He turned to the senator and
they shook hands. He walked across to Mike,
“Good luck.” He shook him and left the hall.
Mike was the next to stand. He bade the
president and the senator goodbye and started towards the door. He was holding the
doorknob when the president said,
“It’s pertinent I say this Mike.” Mike stood still and he continued, “CCU has never failed since it was inaugurated; let’s see how you
maintain the status quo.”

Mike smiled and left…