Restless - Season 1 - Episode 8

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Restless - Season 1 - Episode 8

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Sheila had found the number and was about to
dial when she looked up, she opened her mouth
in utmost surprise at the scene playing right in
front of her.

The blow which landed on the second man’s
mouth was more fatal than the first. He had not
just saliva splattering out of his mouth but
blood. He fell back and collided into the body of
the first man.

The third man came in a fury with his fist raised
to attack Henry. He launched the blow but his
fist was grabbed easily by Henry.The man stared
at Henry in utmost shock, his lips mouth shaking
and his lips vibrating as he tried to pull back his
fist. Henry’s grip was so strong and stiff that he
could barely move the arm. Before he knew it, a
punch was driven into his belly and he felt a
shift in his ribs as the pains got driven
throughout his whole body. He still could not
get away as his hand was still held by Henry.
Henry released his hand finally and then
grabbed him at the back of his neck, he dragged
him closer to the stationary and slammed his
head into the axle.

The fourth man was already there when he
turned, he was the one who was taller than
Henry. He launched a blow which passed over
Henry’s head as Henry bent. He tried to follow
up from the other side with the other hand but
Henry grabbed him by the wrist and headbutted
him in the chest, he followed up with his knee
to the center of the taller man’s g---n. The man
gave a loud shout in deep pains as his body
vibrated all over and his eyes blinked
continuously. He grabbed his private with both
hands as he continued screaming but Henry
followed up with another blow to his head and
sent him falling to the ground.
He quickly turned to find the fifth man rushing
to him with a dumbbell, he quickly dragged up
the man whose head he slammed to the axle of
the bike, he held him by the shoulder and the
belt on his waist and pushed him with force
towards the man rushing towards him, the
pushed man ran his head into the rushing man’s
belly and both fell to the ground.

The first man was up again and aiming to grab
Henry on the shoulder with both hands from
behind but Henry was swifter, he grabbed the
man’s wrist on both sides and spread both. He
kicked the man in the g---n with his feet and
the man let out a squeal, his body bending
unconsciously to accomodate the pain. He put
the man’s hands together in his right and turned
around with him The man with the dumbbell
had risen up quickly and already picked the
dumbbell again. Henry pushed the first man to
the one with the dumbbell like he did before.

The man with the dumbbell was readier this
time and he was able to avoid the collision but
before he could make any other move, a kick
was stamped at the center of his chest and he
fell heavily on his bum to the ground with the
dumbbell. He was yet to look up when two
kicks hit him in the face and an uppercut finally
got his head striking the floor hard.
Henry turned back to see the tallest man
charging towards him with a very frustrated
and angry look. The tall man was still feeling the
pains of the kick in the g---n as he came. Henry
swerved quickly to dodge his attack and
followed with a blow to the man’s neck, sending
more excruciating pains through his body. He
grabbed the man by at the back of his neck and
rammed his neck into the saddle of another
stationary bike.

Henry turned. The first and the second man
were up. The first already charging towards him
with the second following closely behind. Henry
accelerated towards them with quick steps, he
saw the leg of the first man rising for a kick and
he grabbed him firmly by the knee before he
could raise it higher. He twisted the man’s knee
in a sharp movement and flung the whole body
to the left in the direction where Sheila was. She
moved quickly some steps backwards to avoid
contact with the man. The man ended up
helplessly with a loud groan at the same spot
Sheila previously stood.


The second attacker was still up, he launched a
blow targeted to Henry’s shoulder but Henry
with an unusual speed grabbed his wrist and
twisted it sharply. He punched the man with the
other hand twice in the belly and followed with
another in the face before the man fell to the
ground.

He took in a deep breath as he looked around
him. All five of them were on the floor,
groaning and grunting in severe pains. He
noticed that some other people were not in the
workout center and he could spot some security
men with them. His eyes fell on Sheila and he
saw her still standing looking awestruck. She
had just seen in real life something which she
thought was only possible in movies.

Even Henry could not explain what had
happened. He just knew he raised his fists and
legs unconsciously and hit the men at the right
places.

“Let’s go Sheila,” he said as he stepped out from
the middle of the groaning men.

He opened his palm wide for Sheila to hold and
she put her palms in his as he led her out of the
workout center.

Sheila couldn’t keep to herself all through the
five minutes journey in the cab back home, she
kept talking excitedly about how she watched
up kick their butts and dealt them jabs, blows,
uppercuts and kicks, making Henry laugh hard
at her demonstrations and facial expressions.

The cab stopped at the front of the gate and
Henry had to pull her out gently as she kept in
demonstrating without stepping out.
“Whoops! Uppercut, rolling kick, jaw breaks,”
Sheila kept on with her demonstration after
they stepped into the compound, now squatting
like a Kung Fu fighter.

“Hahaha,” Henry laughed out loud as he looked
back and saw her performing at the gate.
She ran to meet up with him and clung to his
arm as they both walked into the house.

They left the security men and other workers in
the compound with something to gossip about,
the workers had not seen their boss so excited
in a long time.

“Henry, I need to learn how to fight like you.”
Sheila continued with her demonstration as they
stepped into the living room.

Henry smiled, he moved close to her and lifted
her in his arms, she shouted in surprise at the
ease with which he lifted her. He dropped her
on the one-seater sofa and stood in front of her.
“Why did you do that?” She asked, raising her
brows and feigning anger even though she
enjoyed the comfort of his arms.
“Can we discuss something more serious now?”

He said with a partially serious tone, the smile
on his face gradually disappearing.
“What?” She yelled. “What serious discussion
are you talking about?”

“Before we keep on rejoicing about beating
those guys at the center. Do you know who they
are or why they attacked us?”

She inhaled and exhaled deeply, still keeping her
eyes on his face. “I’ve only seen one of them
before, he’s Tom’s friend.”
“Tom’s friend?”
Sheila nodded.


Henry heaved a sigh of relief. He walked to the
seat beside her and sank into it.
Sheila turned to him. “I believe he must have
discussed with Tom and Tom described you to
him. They actually wanted to get at you for
Tom.”

“That’s crazy,” Henry said, leaning forward.
“Tom is crazier than we think, we should have
reported the incident to the police straight
away.”

Sheila frowned. “The security guards at the
center would take care of the situation, we saw
them already going in when we left there.”
“But we didn’t make a report about it to them,”
Henry retorted.

“They got in while the fight was still on, and
they didn’t ask any question. I think they have
an idea of what was happening,” Sheila replied.
She hated involving the police in her matters as
that would mean getting her father
automatically involved.

“Well, I also think it’s time we follow your
Dad’s suggestion.”

“What suggestion?” Sheila squinted.
“That you should have a bodyguard assigned to
you,” Henry replied.

“No! I don’t want that,” Sheila refused
outrightly. “I don’t want to live my life in a
box.”

“No, it doesn’t mean boxing you up. It’s for
your safety. Your father discussed this with his
friends two weeks ago at the bar and they came
to the conclusion that you can get a guard
watching you from afar without necessarily
making you feel being watched.”
“Since I know about it, it would make me feel
more insecure,” Sheila yelled.

Henry was silent for a moment. He released a
breath and raised his gaze again.
“It’s about your safety Sheila, what happens if
those kind of guys attack you on the road or
somewhere else?” He asked.

“This is El Deols Henry, no one dares attack any
other publicly. They’d be put behind bars in no
time.”

She was still talking when her phone began to
ring, she took out the phone and answered.
“Hey Dad.”

“Sheila, are you okay?”
“Of course, I’m okay Dad.” She replied.
“I just got a call and I was told what happened
at the gym, I hope no one la!d a finger on you.”
“I’m fine Dad, I wasn’t touched.” She replied.

“Good, we do need to talk. You come to my
place this evening,” the man offered.
“No Dad, that won’t be possible.”
“Okay, I’ll come over to your apartment this
evening.”
“No Dad! I have plans for evening already,” she
lied.

“No? Sheila, No? You know you can’t…”
“Don’t worry about me Dad, I’ll come over to
your place tomorrow when I’m free.”
“No, I won’t wait for that. I’ll take actions right
now to make sure you’re safe at all times.”

“Oh Dad, you worry too much.”

“Not as much as your safety is important to
me.”

The call ended few seconds later and Sheila
heaved a sigh as she dropped the phone.
“He already found out and he’s worried,” Sheila
said to Henry.

“I think you should listen to him,” Henry
advised.

Sheila shook her head and looked away. She
didn’t think a bodyguard was necessary. She had
never gotten into trouble without a guard
except for the recent times issues with Tom.
She remained silent and decided to end the
discussion.

“Sheila,” Henry called softly after some seconds
of watching her reflect.
“Henry,” she called back, raising her brows.
“You know I saw those men watching me
earlier, I was afraid that they knew me from
somewhere else.”
Sheila chuckled.
“Well, I got more scared when the five of them
threatened to teach me a lesson. I don’t know
how it happened but somehow…”
“Not somehow,” Sheila interrupted in an excited
tone. “You didn’t just deal with them anyhow,
you beat them hands down.”
Henry smiled briefly but the smile soon
vanished from his face and turned to a worried
look.

“I’m scared Sheila,” he voiced out.
“Scared?” Sheila raised a brow.
“Yes,” he replied. “How could I have been those
guys? It shows that I was a fighter of some
kind.”
“Yes, but that’s a good thing.” Sheila said with a
shrug, wondering why Henry was bothered
about beating up some troublemakers.
“You know, maybe I got into trouble because of
that. Maybe I did something really bad or beat
up someone, maybe I even killed and that’s why
those people tried to kill me.” Henry said in a
worried tone. “I’m scared that I lived my
previous life as a bad person.”
Sheila thought for a while. She got up and
moved closer to him, she sat on the arm of his
sofa.

“I don’t think so Henry, I think you were a good
man. But then it doesn’t matter anymore, who
you are now is what matters. Remember you
are a few steps away from starting a new life.”
Henry heaved a sigh. His mind flashed back to
the fight and get recalled how he handle each of
the men. He sighed again.
“Don’t worry Henry, no one can touch you in El
Deols as far as you are here with us.” Sheila
reassured as she clung to his arm and rested the
side of her head against his shoulder.
___

City: Newland Estate, Ruthernard.
Country: Bethanna.
Africa

The Newland estate was one of the most
beautiful and expensive places in Bexford as
well as the most safe place. The land mass of
the area was not very large but it was still a
place which drew attention as most of the
houses and buildings in the estate were owned
by some of the richest men in the country and in
the continent. This gave reasons for the top
grade security system in place at the estate.
The strange part of the estate was that only a
few of those who owned the owned the
structures lived in them, they preferred to live
in other areas of the country but still keep their
houses and some factories there.
In that same estate was situated the Strategy
House of the Red Wolves. As a matter of fact,
the estate was owned and ran by the Wolves.
Nothing unusual however happened around the
strategy House or in the estate itself. The
Wolves ensured that none of it’s activities were
carried out in the estate or could be linked to it.
For several weeks they had been quiet and it
was widely believed that the FOX corporation
had wiped them out five months ago. They
however still existed strong and were building
more strength, gaining momentum and
preparing for a return.

That afternoon, the Red Wolves executives
were seated, having a strategic meeting in the
hall. All numbering up to sixteen were sitting
comfortably on armless sofas arranged in a
rectangular form, made up of six chairs each at
a pair of opposite sides and two each at another
pair of opposite sides.

“We are wasting a lot of time and money with
the way we’re going about it, we need to
continue with our operations.” a man sitting at
the center at a longer arm of the rectangle
spoke. His intonation and the darkness of his
skin made it obvious that he was a Ghanian. He
was a middle aged man of petite size but had a
long mean-looking face.
“We can’t continue our operations until we find
that agent’s body,” one of the men sitting at the
shorter side said.

“Why do I have a feeling that the FOX have
found this agent and are hiding it from the
whole world?” the Ghanian spoke again.
All eyes turned to the man sitting beside the one
who said they could not continue yet. He was
sitting in a relaxed manner, looking untroubled
even though he knew the first speaker was
making an allegation against him with his
question.

He was one of their moles in the FOX
corporation, having worked with the FOX
corporation for several years, he was lured with
money ten years ago and became one of the
founding fathers of the wolves.
After taking his time to think of a good
response, he sat up and gave his reply. “I may
have to remind everyone of us that the FOX was
in search of the bodies of two agents not just
one. The Red Wolves has one of those with us
and we know that they can never find the
second man’s body. For the FOX, finding one of
the two missing bodies couldn’t have brought a
complete stop to the search, it would have
encouraged the search to continue with hopes
to find the second body.” He took a pause and
looked at the faces of his listeners to see if he
was making any effect. “We should also recall
that these men have been paid their final
honours by the FOX. It only means one thing,
the FOX has no hopes of finding their bodies
anymore.”

“Well, would it be safe for us to stop our search
because the FOX has ended theirs? We should ”
one of the men put in. His name was Daniel, a
Nigerian native.

There was silence for a while.
It looked like no one had something to say until
after three minutes.

“That would be the most stupid mistakes of our
lives,” a man finally spoke.
Everyone turned their eyes to him. They all
were thinking in a different direction until he
spoke. They always took his words seriously in
the organization. He was one of the men
amongst them who rarely spoke in their
meetings but was known for accuracy of
strategies whenever he spoke.
“We can’t stop our search because they stopped
theirs, we can only stop our search after we are
confident that we cannot find the body
anymore.” he added.

“So, what do we do?” Daniel asked.
“We’ve searched for the dead body, it’s time to
search for the living body of Agent Carl. It’s
possible he did not die in the water.”
“No, that can’t be,” another man interjected.
“He wasn’t thrown into the sea alive, he was
killed before being thrown into the sea.”
The strategist chuckled. “Agent Carl has
survived the toughest of situations, he’s come
back from the dead even in cases where it was
thought impossible. This case is not different, he
might just be alive somewhere. That is why we
cannot start any of our operations yet until we
confirm he is dead. If he comes back knowing
that the Red Wolves still exists, he would come
back on a mission to ensure he wipes out the
wolves especially for killing his family.”

His listeners looked all unmoved and
unperturbed by his words even though they
were scared deeply inside, they were scared of
considering the possibility of Agent Carl still
being alive.

“All we need to now is find him before he finds
us,” the accurate strategist added. “That’s if he
is still alive.”

___

19:56PM
El Deols, Anthanna

“Dad, I told you I had plans for this evening
already.” Sheila murmured as she walked into
the living room.

Emery Jack was comfortably sitting in one of the
sofas, holding a glass of water in his hands. He
seemed unperturbed by his daughter’s
unwelcoming words.
“I’m here Sheila, and there’s nothing you can do
about it.” The man replied and dropped his
glass cup on a stool. “Get seated and let’s start
the discussion.”

Sheila took a seat directly her father reluctantly.
They stared at each other for a while before her
father spoke.

“Sheila, I’m your father. I’m older than you are
and I know better than you,” the man began.
“Don’t be deceived by the seeming safe
condition of El Deols, there are many wicked
men out there who could have sinister plans for
you. I have a personal body guard and even
more security officials for myself, why have you
refused one for yourself?”
“Dad, I’ve told you several times. There’s no
need for a body guard, you are the famous one.
I’m Sheila and no one knows me as an Emery
until I’m introduced, introducing a bodyguard to
myself would only attract more attention to
me.” she replied.

“I have a solution to that Sheila,” the man said.
“What solution Dad?” she asked.
The man raised his face, staring at something
behind her. She turned to look back, Jenry was
approaching them. She looked at her father’s
face again, wondering what he was suggesting.
The man got up to his feet. “Henry, would you
work as a temporary bodyguard for my
daughter?”