The Activist - Season 1 - Episode 42

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The Activist - Season 1 - Episode 42

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“No.” Sunday answered bearing a smile. “We just want to collect something from someone. Where is Soji’s room?”
Its over there. The shaky finger pointed to a room three doors away from the main door. Sunday move forward pushing the door wide enough for the man to pick the other two young men.

Once inside Soji’s room, Sunday ransacked it, looking for the phone. After going through his school bag, Sunday’s attention moved to the traveling bag. As he kept searching the bag, his frustrations grew and it was not long before he start to thrash the place. Unsatisfied with his search, he was about leaving when he noticed a USB cord on the bed, covered by the bedclothes. He quickly removed the clothes to reveal a Blackberry Q10 charging with a power bank.

Smiling, Sunday picked the phone with the USB cord and the power bank and left the room. There was more work to do.

After seeing the DPO, Tade and Chuks went straight to the hostel, where they discussed recent events with Made and Shittu.

“Shebi I said that you should report to the police?” “Shey you see how e turn out?” Made started at Tade.

“Where were you when we went there?” Tade replied. “After all the mouth of going to police, you no come show.”

“We get school work na, we no fit come show solidarity. Besides, no be we get case with police?” Shittu replied.

“So na me and Chuks get police matter abi? Oponu!”

“I hear you. We sha dey busy.”
“Na lie, una just get mouth! Fear no gree make una show.”

They argued back and forth but Chuks remained quiet.
“Chuks wetin do you?” Shittu asked.
“I feel morbid.”
“Mor-what?” Made said.
“Morbid, like I will die very soon”
“Come, which kin play be that? I no like am oh!” Made protested.

“Its just a feeling I have.” Chuks defended himself.

“That kind of feeling is not good.” Shittu said with some calm.

“Its from the police station abi?” Tade asked.

“You felt it too? I think something is amiss. I mean, why do I feel that we are being deceived?”

“Yes, something like that.”
“What are you guys trying to reason now?” Made asked. “Dotun is in prison, nobody knows your involvement in this case, so where is this ‘death’ thinking coming from? Stop am oh, stop am!”
“If anyone dies, it will because of this your talk-talk.” Tade teased

“Wetin you cook?” Chuks asked. “Am very hungry.”

“See your head like hunger.” Made replied. “How you no go hungry when you dey think crazy things.”

Two police officers stood on the road, waiting for someone. Soon enough, the person they were waiting for came around.

“How did it happen, Moyo? I thought those two officers had the brains to watch a simple house.” The DPO asked, announcing his arrival

“It seems like they were murdered and properly disposed of by whoever killed them.”

“Who came to report the incident?”
“An old man.” Moyo replied.

“Where is he?”
“He is inside the building. We found him hesitant to speak initially but he reported what he knew.” Moyo stated confidently.
“And what did he know?” The DPO inquired.
“He said that he was not sure who the people that killed our men are or what they wanted, but he said that they entered a particular room and scattered it, likely looking for something.”

“How does an old man know that they were after something?”

Moyo shrugged his shoulders. “He said that they specifically asked for the person’s room and then went in there. He was sure they were not armed robbers.”

The DPO bowed his head in thought. “Can I speak with him?”
“Yes sir.”

Sunday was waiting in the rendezvous point with Taiwo and Hariz. They all had received a strange text from Mutiu telling them to meet here. They were suspicious of the motives of Mutiu, so they took their guns with them.

Where is he? Taiwo asked out of desperation. It was almost an hour after they had arrived, yet Mutiu had not arrived. Meanwhile Hariz was calling a certain girl telling her that he was gonna to be late.

Na wa o, you don arrange one babe already? Sunday commented, looking at Hariz incredulously. Wetin you dey use them do?
Wetin dem dey use babe do, Sunday? Hariz asked back.

Sunday was about replying when he saw someone approach from the darkness. Considering the fact that it was 8 in the night, they drew their guns. As far as it was not their member, they will kill the person.

Fortunately for them, it was Mutiu who was coming with Mayowa and Soji.

Where is Dotun? Hariz asked curiously. What’s happening?

You kept us waiting. Taiwo pointed out. Sunday just stared at them, arms akimbo.
]Sunday was waiting in the rendezvous point with Taiwo and Hariz. They all had received a strange text from Mutiu telling them to meet here. They were suspicious of the motives of Mutiu, so they took their guns with them.

“Where is he?” Taiwo asked out of desperation. It was almost an hour after they had arrived, yet Mutiu had not arrived. Meanwhile Hariz was calling a certain girl telling her that he was gonna to be late.
“Na wa o, you don arrange one babe already?” Sunday commented, looking at Hariz incredulously. “Wetin you dey use them do?”

“Wetin dem dey use babe do, Sunday?” Hariz asked back.

Sunday was about replying when he saw someone approach from the darkness. Considering the fact that it was 8 in the night, they drew their guns. As far as it was not their member, they will kill the person.

Fortunately for them, it was Mutiu who was coming with Mayowa and Soji.
“Where is Dotun?” Hariz asked curiously. “What’s happening?”
“You kept us waiting.” Taiwo pointed out. Sunday just stared at them, arms akimbo.
“It was necessary,” Mutiu started. “I had to discuss with Mayowa on what next to do. Mayowa will explain better.”

Mayowa cleared his throat. “Dotun has been arrested.”

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Nifemi walked into the house elegantly. She had at last the kind of person she wanted. All her life it had been one unworthy man to the other. The slick, well-dressed men she met were after flings and ran at every chance of commitment. The others had either being too old or too poor to handle her. One was too young: just 25 years of age. It was after this one that she met Wale.

Call her desperate, she won’t care. The fact that he was married before and that she was actively taking part in the breaking up of a marriage did not disturb her. In this age, if you are incapable of keeping a man, another woman will teach you how to, she thought. She did not believe in Karma, at least not in this case.

She walked in the bedroom to meet a sulking Wale.