Restless - Season 1 - Episode 9

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Restless - Season 1 - Episode 9

“No Dad, not him. Why should he work as a
bodyguard for me?” Sheila argued.
Emery Jack only flashed a look at Sheila and
returned his gaze to Henry face.
Henry was stood still and did not know what
response to give. He felt it would be bad to
decline such a request from Emery Jack since he
was the father of the woman who saved his life.
Being close to Sheila at all times which the offer
would allow him was another thing which he
liked but he did not know if Sheila would like to
have him around her and also did not know
how he could take the job without it affecting
his personal life.
When he had gotten a message from Emery Jack
to join them downstairs, he had the idea that
this would be the subject of discussion but
never thought he would be asked to take up the
role. He was puzzled and unable to speak, he
hoped Sheila would talk and save him from
having to accept or decline the request.
Emery Jack took his eyes off Henry after
realizing that Henry was depending on Sheila
for the decision. He sat back on his seat and
stared at his daughter’s face “If you reject
Henry, then I would have to get another for you
and you don’t have a choice.”
“No Dad, I told you I do not need one. I’m not a
kid that you would force things on.”
“I’m telling you that you need one, I can’t let
you keep going around town without being
protected. If you don’t make the wise decisions
like the adult you want to be treated like, I’d
make them for you.”
“But Dad, I don’t still understand how you came
up with the idea of Henry being my bodyguard.”
“Don’t get sentimental young lady, you
complained that you didn’t want a bodyguard
because it would make you feel monitored but
Henry here is your friend, all he needs is to be
with your as friend and ensure you are
protected at all times. You don’t need to see him
as a bodyguard.”


Sheila also thought the idea of being close to
Henry at all times was good but she also
considered how it would affect him. “It’s not
possible Dad, Henry has his personal matters to
take care of. He needs to continue with his
private classes.”
“That’s workable, I’m already making
arrangements for him to continue his private
tutorials in your firm. He gets a room close to
your office and he continues his classes there
while also work.”
“What? You are already making arrangements
in my firm, how?” Sheila raised a brow.
“Yes, I’m making arrangements to get his office
opposite to yoursbut you know this
arrangements can not be completed or
approved without your consent.”
She let out a breath. To her the man was
making sense but she wasn’t going to agree
easily especially when she knew it conflicted
with Henry’s routine.
“He can’t still work as a bodyguard for me, he
needs to be off public places for now until he
leaves the country,” Sheila continued to make a
case for Henry.
“He needs to stay off public places yet you let
him go with you to the workout center? Isn’t
that a public place?” The man fired at her. “Stop
these flimpsy excuses young woman. You don’t
appear on the television everyday. Your routine
is work, recreation centres and home. So how
would being with you expose him to the
public?”
Sheila was silent for a while. Her Dad had asked
a question she had no answer to, she was about
to bring up another argument when Henry’s
voice silenced her.
“I would take up the job,” Henry said in a firm
voice.
Emery Jack flashed a quick look at him. He
narrowed his gaze on his face for a moment to
check his expression and know if he feels
compelled to agree.
Sheila also looked at her his face. “No, you can’t
do that Henry. I won’t let you,” Sheila argued.
“You would, I would take the job.” Henry
insisted, matching forward to a sofa to take his
seat.


Emery Jack heaved a sigh of relief. He got up
from his seat and advanced towards Henry.
Henry saw him coming and stopped in front of
the seat but did not sit.
“Thank you Henry, you would start
immediately,” Emery Jack said as he offered him
a handshake. Henry took his hand firmly in his.
“Please send me your email address via sms, I
would request that some details are forwarded
to you tonight. You would come with her to my
apartment tomorrow and some other things
would be explained to you by my men.”
“I’ll do exactly that sir,” Henry replied.
The man smiled lightly at him and Henry smiled
back.
“I’ll see you tomorrow Sheila,” Emery Jack said
to his daughter before walking out of the house.
“Henry,” Sheila exclaimed after staring at
Henry’s face in shock and silence for a while.
“How could you just agree with him? Why do
you need the job?”

“I don’t see it as a job, I see it as a duty.” Henry
replied, he sank on a seat beside her.
“Come on!” she exclaimed. “You shouldn’t have
made him do what you did not want to do.”
“Trust me Sheila, I want to do this.” Henry
replied. He kept an expressionless face even as
he watched Sheila get up and walked out of the
living room.
He got a text message right after she walked
out of his sight. it was from Emery Jack.
I never thought you would agree, I only wanted to
make her have enough reasons to take someone
else. Send me your email address ASAP. Thank
you.
Henry replied the message with his email
address immediately
___

20:55pm
Oct 2, 2015
Rutna, Anthanna.

In a small living room sat a family of four. The
father of the house Mark had the smallest child
aged one year and a month sitting on his laps.
The older child was with her mother on the long
sofa, both sitting at the different edges.
Mark was busy with his phone while the rest of
the family had their eyes glued to the television
on which a children’s program was being aired,
of course except for the little child who was on
his Dad’s laps and fondling with his father’s long
beards.

“Come on, stop it boy!” the man said to the boy
in his hand with a playful look. “I’m going to
put you on the seat to stay all alone by
yourself,” he threatened playfully.
The boy responded as if he perfectly understood
and turned his focus to the television for a
while before he finally began to doze off.
The man was still scrolling through the
messages on his mail when a instant messenger
notification popped up, he had just received a
message from an unknown number. He scrolled
for some more seconds before switching to the
instant messenger. He opened the message from
the unknown sender.

It’s Odio! Meet me outside your house
right now Mark.

Mark’s heart instantly began to beat fast after
he read the message. He dreaded Odio, just like
every other man in his line of business did. Odio
was a sea officer who hailed from the country
Bethanna and worked at the Bexford Port. He
was the head of all sea officers around the port
and was greatly feared by all, not just for his
office but for his ruthlessness and his
involvement in criminal activities around the
sea. He had a wide range of thugs and other
criminals working for him. Mark who was from
Anthanna worked as a sea officer and also as a
part time sailor. Mark was also involved in
criminal activities such as transportation of
contraband goods and aiding of criminals
movement over the sea. He always had to go
through Bethanna as most of his trips had to do
with delivery goods at the Bexford sea, and
because of the nature of the job had to settle
things with Odio at all times.

Four days ago he had gotten a message from
Odio’s assistant early in the morning that the
boss needed to see him urgently and that he was
to come that day. He was surprised to get the
message at first and he called two of his friends
at Bethanna to ask if they had any idea what was
happening and why Odio wanted to see him.
The first one denied having any idea but the
second one admitted that Odio had been calling
every officer and asking them questions again
about the man who was thrown into the sea on
the thirtieth day of March that year. The
surprise Mark felt had turned to fear instantly
because he and his crew had not just seen a
body drop into the water in the early hours of
the thirty first day of March but had also picked
the man and put him in their ship to help him.
Mark had gotten information that Odio had
questioned the officers about the issue since the
first week of April and he had also received a
call concerning it and was even asked physically
when he passed through the sea later in April
but claimed he knew nothing about it, just like
everyone else. The information given by Odio
then was not accurate, Odio had wanted to find
out if anyone had picked the dead body late
night on the 30th of March. This made Mark
uncertain about it, and he concluded that Odio
wasn’t talking about the man whom he and his
crew saw for they had seen him drop from the
bridge above in the early hours of the next day
and not on the thirtieth day.


On one of the other journeys on the sea, he had
learnt through gossip of the sea workers that
the man Odio asked about was one of the FOX
Agents whom the Agency was also searching for.
He then thought it had all ended then after the
FOX had declared an end to their search. It
shocked him when his friend explained to him
that Odio had commenced a new search and had
begun to ask specifically for those who crossed
the sea overnight.
He took no step to answer Odio’s call that day
and was called again by another assistant that
night, he was told to report as soon as he could
the next day but he refused to show up and
turned off his phone throughout the day
instead. He got another call as he dressed up for
work the third day and it was from Odio
himself, threatening him to find his way to the
Bexford Sea area that day unfailingly but Mark
gave excuses of having work to do and that he
would rey to show up as soon as possible which
he never planned to do. Odio gave him till the
end of the day to show up and he did not,
instead he turned off his line.
It was the night of the fourth day after he got
the first call and here was a message saying
Odio was outside his house. He found it hard to
believe. He had turned off his line and even
refused to go to work that day, hoping Odio
would not try to reach him through someone
else at work, he didn’t imagine that Odio could
get to his home so easily. It was a new
apartment in a different city from where he
lived before and none of his friends at work
knew the place or had visited him there.
He was still contemplating on what to do when
another message popped in.
“I’m waiting you blockhead! Or would you like
me to interrogate you in front of your wife and
kids?”


Mark got up immediately and carried the baby
in his hands to his wife. He really would not
love the option of his wife seeing him with
Odio.
“I need to use the restroom honey,” he said as
he dropped the boy in the hands on his mother.
The mother in turn la!d the boy on the space
beside her on the sofa as she wondered what
the reason for his suspicious movement was.
Her eyes followed her husband as he walked
away.


Mark got out through the backyard and turned
to the front. It was easy to locate the mini van
parked in front of the wooden fenced
compound. Mark glanced again at the house as
he walked carefully to the van.
Odio was sitting in the front of the vehicle and
his eyes met with Mark as the latter advanced
towards them. He felt some anger and disgust
on seeing Mark, he couldn’t believe that he had
called for him and he had refused to obey.
Mark walked as fast as he could with his short
legs, he knew Odio was angry and did not want
to provoke him further.
Mark was a petite man of dark complexion, he
was in his thirties but his face made him look
way older, like a man in his late forties or early
fifties. From his look, one could never guess he
was involved in illegal businesses but as they
say, looks are truly deceitful.
“Get into the car,” Odio said before Mark got to
the car. One of the two men sitting at the
backseat stepped out and opened the door for
him to enter. He entered back after Mark got in.
“We’d drive a short distance away from here, to
somewhere we can talk without you being
afraid of your wife’s interruption,” Odio added
in calm tone which surprised Mark. Mark
expected to get it hot from Odio after refusing
to honour his summon to Bexford.
After ten minutes drive, they came to a halt on a
deserted dark road. All the men stepped out
except for Odio, Mark also had to step out with
them.


He turned to the front to speak with Odio who
still sat in the car, facing outside with the door
opened.

“Thank you for already confirming that you saw
the body of that man, now I …”
“No, I…” Mark interrupted in order to deny but
Odio gave him a threatening look which cut him
short.
“I’m mad at you already, don’t provoke me
further by lying to me. And don’t interrupt me
when I talk, never again.” Odio warned with a
stern look on his face.

Mark swallowed hard. He had heard of Odio’s
anger and brutality, he was not willing to have a
taste of it.

“You confirmed your guilt by refusing to
respond when you should have,” Odio
continued. “So, I am fully convinced that you
know the whereabouts of the dead body and I
want you to tell me now all you know about it.”
“Ermm…I’m not really sure of which one you
are talking about,” Mark began in a shaky voice.
“They said the dead body was thrown into the
sea on Monday night, I wasn’t on the Bexford
sea on Monday night.”
“It wasn’t on Monday night you dummy, the
bodies were thrown midnight, that’s early on
Tuesday and even if it were Monday night you
could still have found the body on Tuesday
morning.”

“It wouldn’t have been possible, the body
would still be underwater.”
“Blockhead, stop lecturing me and go straight to
the answer I need.” Odio slammed.
“Ermm…I was with my crew on the sea that
morning, we were approaching the bridge
around 3:30am when we saw something drop
from afar.” Mark said stuttering, he looked at
Odio’s face and the look thereon was one urging
him to continue. “We noticed that there were
some men on the bridge but they departed
before we got under the bridge. We stopped
and three of my men went into the water to
help the man that was dropped. We pulled him
out and put him on our ship, he looked dead to
us but we had a medical personnel who said he
could still be alive. So we took him on the
journey and got to the Deols Port before 5:30, it
was then the stupid personnel confirmed that
he could not survive for long and would
probably die in the next five minutes. Truly he
stopped breathing in five minutes. We were in
trouble, the port was already opening and
people were around, we couldn’t drop the body
anywhere around and dig a hole and put him
there. We put the body in a body bag and
placed him in my car, we drove out, looking for
somewhere to put him and one of my men
suggested we go to Nura River. That was where
we dropped the dead body.”
“Nura river? Where’s that?”
“In Nura Village, it’s about three hours drive
from there.”

“Three hours? Why did you have to take it so
far?”
“There was no way we would have dropped a
dead body anywhere in El Deols or close by
without the police tracing it to us. We had to
take it somewhere far and remote.”
“Was he dead before you took him there?” Odio
asked.

“Yes, he stopped breathing.” Mark answered.
Odio sighed. He cursed Agent Carl in his mind.
He was among the men that night and he
remembered how the man was beaten severely
and struck several times on his head and chest
before he was finally shot thrice and let to fall
into the sea. He wondered how the man could
still be alive after being found minutes later in
the sea. To him, it was naturally impossible, but
this was Agent Carl of the FOX who was
rumoured to have escaped death with his
partner several times. Most people believed
that their hard training had made them immune
to the natural processes that hurts normal
beings.

It was a relief however to hear from Mark that
the man breathed his last before being put
away. He however remembered that he needed
to go back to the Red Wolves with proofs that
the Agent was dead. He was about to ask
another question when Mark’s phone rang.
“My wife,” Mark said as he looked at the screen.
“Answer it,” Odio permitted.
“No please,” Mark shook his head.
“She’d be worried,” Odio replied.
“It’s better than knowing I’m out this late in the
night, I’ll talk to her when I get back home.”
Mark said as he kept the phone into his pocket.
Odio smiled at Mark’s response. If only Mark
knew he might never return home, he thought
to himself.


“You are not going home tonight, it’s better you
answer and tell her something.”
Mark’s eyes widened in shock. “What? But I
already told you everything I know.”
“Yes, you can’t return until you take us to the
exact place you kept the body.” Odio replied
with an oppressive smile.

“That place is far and we can no longer find the
body there, the body would have been eaten up
by vultures.” Mark retorted, stammering.
“You have to show proofs somehow that the
man died and he was eaten up by vultures,”
Odio replied, unmoved.
Mark heaved a sigh of frustration. How did he
ever think he would leave easily? He had heard
so much about Odio and he should know that
getting out of Odio’s troubles is never easy.