Restless - Season 1 - Episode 15

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Restless - Season 1 - Episode 15

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2 Hours later
Sheila got up from the seat and ran after the
Doctor as soon as she spotted him coming out of
the hallway with two nurses and heading in
direction of his office. One of the ladies sitting
beside Sheila also got up and followed, but not
closely.

“Doctor,” she called as she ran after him.
The doctor glanced back at her but continued
walking, only reducing his speed enough for her
to catch up.

“Doctor, is he okay? Is he going to survive?”
Sheila asked in a shaky voice.

The men at the warehouse had left them after
Henry lost consciousness. They helped each
other up and moved out quickly while Sheila
knelt beside Henry’s body, shouting for help
with no one listening. Seven minutes later, all
the men were out of sight and the main
entrance through which Henry and Sheila came
opened by itself. Sheila ran out hoping she
would find any of the policemen around but she
found none, she called passersby for help and
also made calls with her phone. With the help
of two men, Henry was carried to her car and
the driver rushed down to the hospital.
She looked disoriented and frustrated, totally
opposite to the way she looked earlier that day
in her office. Her hair was totally disorganized
now as the material used to pack it behind had
fallen off. Her face looked dull and soiled with
tears.
“I can’t answer your questions for now miss,”
the doctor replied. “He was lucky to have been
brought in here alive but I can’t tell how much
that luck would take him.” The doctor stopped
when he got to the door to the room he was
headed for. He placed his hand on the knob.
“Miss Sheila, he has very slim chances of
surviving this and if he does he would have to
live mentally unfit.”


Sheila’s face turned darker and tears began to
roll down her eyes. “Can’t you do something to
help him doctor? He must live!” She said as she
clung to the doctor’s coat.
“Miss, we’re doing all we can already but I’m
not sure we can do so much to help him. He’s
gotten some internal injuries and has faced
internal bleeding that reopened his previous
wounds,” the doctor replied as he struggled to
take off her hands from his coat.

“It’s okay Sheila,” the lady behind help take
Sheila from the doctor. She turned Sheila to
herself and pulled her into a warm embrace.
The doctor proceeded into the room with the
nurses following behind.

“Angela, he has to live!” Sheila cried on her
friend’s b---m.
“Let’s leave the doctors to do their jobs while
we believe for the best, I have a very strong
feeling that your friend would not die.” Angela
replied, trying to calm Sheila.
The doctors stepped out of the room again and
walked past Sheila and her friend.
“Let’s go take a seat dear” Angela said as she
pulled Sheila with her.
“Sheila, the police investigators are here.” Ruth,
another Sheila’s friend who had come to join
Sheila at the hospital called unto them.
Angela led Sheila back to the waiting room
where they were previously sitting and they met
the investigators waiting there for them.
“We need to ask a few questions from Miss
Sheila Jack,” one of the two investigators said
after Angela made Sheila sit.

“Do we need to excuse you?”Angela asked,
sitting near Sheila and still holding her close.
“No, you should stay,” the investigator replied.
“Except of course, she wants you to excuse us.”

the investigator quickly added, giving Sheila the
choice to make.
She wasn’t looking up her, but still sobbing and
sniffing in tears.

“Can you talk to us Miss?” The investigator
asked Sheila directly.
Sheila gave no reply.
“I would suggest you wait until she’s able to
talk,” Angela put in, concerned for her friend.
“Ma’am, it’s imperative we ask her questions
and get answers so as to launch our
investigation right away. If we delay any longer,
we might be risking making the case turn out to
be inconclusive.”

“What’s the use of talking to you freaking
criminals,” Sheila replied angrily as she looked
up. “You betrayed us, you worked with them.”
“Miss Sheila, I do understand what you feel and
how angry you are right now but you have to
cooperate with us for us to make progress.” The
investigator replied calmly.


“I don’t have to cooperate with police men. You
sold us out, you deceived us.”
“Please make me understand better Miss
Sheila,” the officer said in a calm tone. He
squatted in front of her and looked straight into
her eyes. His partner pulled a plastic chair for
him to sit. “Please tell me how it all happened.”


Sheila wiped a tear off her face. She sniffed in
deeply as she raised her head.


“We got a call this morning that Miss Tayo,
Henry’s private teacher was kidnapped and we
were asked to bring some money to that
warehouse. We were warned not to inform the
police but we eventually did. The officers met
us on our way to the warehouse as agreed and
they gave us directives on how to go about it,
promising that they would be close by paying a
close look at us. We were given a device to alert
them with. But we found out it was all a trap,
the officers we invited knew of the men’s plot
and lured us into their trap.”

“But how is that possible? Police officers would
not do that,” the investigator cut in.
Sheila stopped talking and stared into his eyes
angrily.

He noticed her anger and quickly apologized.
“Please speak on Miss.”
“Your colleagues led us into the trap,” she
repeated.

“Which officers did you speak to?” the
investigator asked. “Can you recognise them?”
“Yes, I can recognize them but I only know the
name of the one who gave us instructions to go
in and gave us the device.”
“What’s his name?”
“Officer Andrew Gary,” she answered.
“Officer Andrew Gary,” the investigator echoed
in low tones and took a quick glance at his
partner, giving him a signal to take note of the
name. “Tell me more, about the men you met in
the warehouse.”

“I knew none of them, and I don’t think I ever
met any of them before.” she replied.
“And who do you suspect could be the sponsor
of this attack?”
“Tom, Tom Wills.”
Four Hours Later.

Sheila and Angela walked into the waiting room
to find Emery Jack sitting there.
“I’ve been waiting for you baby,” Emery Jack
lifted his eyes as they walked in. He frowned on
seeing how distraught Sheila was looking. He
got up and held her to sit by his side on the long
sofa.


Angela and Jenny had prevailed over Sheila and
took her home after the investigators had left.
She had taken a shower and changed her clothes
but it still did not change the gloomy look on
her face.


“How did it happen? You should have called me
immediately,” Emery Jack said after getting
Sheila to sit beside him.

“There was no need to call you Dad, we thought
we had it in control, we called the police office
already and they were there to put in their
support. We never knew the police had a hand
in the plan.”

“I spoke with the El Deols police overseer
before coming here and he said there is no
proof yet that the matter was reported to the
police command.”

“That’s a lie Dad,” Sheila exclaimed with her
eyes widened.

“I believe you Sheila,” Emery said and held her
palms. He looked into her eyes and repeated his
words, “I believe you and I promise I’m going to
get to the root of the matter.” he assured.
She sniffed in as she tried to force back tears.
She la!d her head on her father’s shoulder.
The man held her closely for a moment and
then nudged her gently.

“By the way the doctor was here thirty minutes
ago and he said that we could go into the ward
to see Henry now,” Emery said.
“Is Henry awake?” Sheila pulled away quickly
and asked, staring into her father’s eyes.
“No, not yet.” the man frowned. “He’s still
unconscious, the doctor isn’t sure if he would
survive yet.”

Sheila’s shoulder’s dropped again and she
hugged her father once more.
_

The Next Day.
9AM
Sheila la!d in the bathtub for over thirty
minutes that morning and full of sorrows in her
heart. Angela had left her thirty minutes ago, to
pick something from her apartment.
Sheila felt no zeal for work neither did she feel
there was any reason to go to the hospital. The
Doctor had reaffirmed the last night before they
left the hospital that Henry’s chances of
surviving were very low and that he would
probably not live beyond the next day. She and
her father also visited the ward and saw him
already laying like a dead body in the bed. That
totally dampened her spirit and it kept her
scared till that morning, scared of going to the
hospital to get the news of his death.

Her phone had been ringing in her room for
over twenty minutes but she was lost in her
own world and the ringtone of the phone did
not sound like something that needed to be
attended to.

Her thoughts drifted from Henry’s possible
death for a moment to Tom Wills. She clenched
her teeth and fist right there, she felt like
getting the power to go to his home and
strangle him to death at that moment. She was
sure he must have organized the incident. He
had two days to his court hearing and he hadn’t
learnt enough lesson to stop his evil ways. She
thought of how she could make him pay dearly,
not just paying for the crime that he had already
being charged with but also for the one he had
committed the past day – murdering Henry. A
thought came to her mind and she quickly
stepped out of the bathtub.

She picked her towel where it was hung. She
proceeded into her bedroom and wiped her
body clean before reaching for her phone which
she kept on the table. The icons at the top bar
of the screen showed that she had new
messages from different messaging apps and
missed calls. She ignored the messages and
opened her calls history, she saw eight missed
calls from the doctor and it kind of increased
the burden in her heart. He was probably calling
her to announce Henry’s death or the worsening
of his situation.

She scrolled down the call history to check for a
number but before she could find it, the
doctor’s call came in again. She ignored the call
and watched it ring without answering it. She
closed her eyes heaved a sigh after the call
ended.

She walked to the bed and sat at the edge. She
decided to check her messages and see if there
was any from the doctor. She opened the
messaging app and opened the first message
which was from the doctor and was sent ten
minutes earlier.

Henry is awake now, he rose back to
consciousness ninety minutes ago.
She widened her eyes in unbelief and her mouth
was left agape in shock.

She navigated back quickly to the call history
and dialed the Doctor’s number.
“Hello Doc…” she said with a weak voice into
the phone.

“Congratulations Miss Sheila, Henry is awake.”
The doctor said before she could ask any
questions.

“Wow! Doctor, are you serious?” She asked,
elated by the news.

“Yes Miss, no jokes.”
“I’m coming to the hospital right away,” she
replied.

“Good, see me once you get to the hospital. He
has been transferred into another ward.” the
doctor replied.

Sheila got to the Lutheran Hospital as fast as she
could and proceeded straight to the doctor’s
office. She did not meet the doctor in the office
but she waited and he joined her fifteen
minutes later.

“Good morning Miss,” the doctor greeted as he
walked in.

“Doctor, can I see him now?” She jumped to her
feet immediately.

“Please sit Miss Sheila, I have to say something
to you first.” the doctor replied as he walked to
his seat.

Sheila sat back reluctantly and her eyes followed
the doctor until he sat down.

The Doctor heaved a sigh as he looked at her
face.

Sheila’s excitement totally disappeared. The
look on the Doctor’s face did not make it seem
as if Henry had truly woken.
“What’s the matter Doctor? Is he dead?” Sheila
asked impatiently.

“No Miss, he isn’t dead.” The doctor said,
looking into her eyes. “Like I said to you, he
gained consciousness this morning, that means
he’s out of danger. But…” The doctor looked
down for a moment.”You remember he got
injuries in his brain the first time.”

Sheila squinted at the doctor. She then
remembered the doctor had said Henry would
have to live mentally unfit if he did not die.
“He’s been quiet since morning and sometimes
making a lot of noise and yelling on his own,
calling imaginary names and threatening to
fight. We are afraid that his brain could have
been further affected this time.”

“Doctor, are you trying to say he’s gone
insane?” Sheila asked, her body and lips were
trembling.

The doctor shook his head. “No, I haven’t said
so. We still have to examine him for a while
before making conclusions.”
“No Doctor, he can’t be insane, we must do
everything to ensure he’s well.” Sheila said in
frustrated voice.

“Yes Miss, we are doing everything to make sure
he’s well.” The doctor replied, gesturing with his
hand for her to calm down.


“Can I see him Doctor?” Sheila asked.
“Yes, you can Miss but you have to calm
yourself first.” The doctor replied. “We’ve given
him some drugs to calm him.”

“Okay Doc, I’m calm.” Sheila said, taking in long
deep breaths.
__

The Fox Corporation Headquarters, Epa Hill,
Bexford, Bethanna.

The board were seated again in the conference
room for an emergency meeting. The third
bomb blast after the blast of the central bank
had occurred and it was obvious to everyone in
the country that the invisible terrorists had
returned and for the moment targeted bringing
down the economy of the nation.

On the screen was the live capture of the last
explosion. The FOX executives had taken their
time to watch the pattern of explosion several
times in order to pull out conclusions. They
made their conclusions about the explosion but
also needed to make conclusions on how to
combat the terrorist.

“Agents Carl and Rex were no doubts our best
agents but the FOX Agency must continue
without them and must do better without
them,” Agent Sylvanus put in when it was time
to discuss the way forward.

Agent Mark cleared his throat. “For me, I’ll say
the presence of Agents Carl and Rex through the
years must have silenced other competent
agents. I believe there should be an agent
amongst the others who might be better than
Rex and Carl put together.”

The eldest man, Elkim leaned forward on the
table. Everyone’s eyes turned to him, they knew
he was about to say something.
“You’re right Mark, but this is not just about
competence, we also have to consider
experience. Competence alone will not get it
done. An agent that has to face the invisible
terrorists must have faced similar or tougher
cases to excel in this,” Elkim said.

“I get it now,” Paul Edwards, the chairman of
the agency put in. “From every contribution we
all seem to be talking about two things;
experience and competence. I agree with all the
submissions, and I’ll propose that we create a
team that has both qualities. Our technical
board should select five agents who has had
99% success in not less than twenty missions
and five other agents with 75% success in not
less than sixty missions. This will help us get the
best blend in the team and they would be able
to combat the invisible terrorists.”

The men around the table nodded gently in
agreement with Paul Edwards.

“I agree that will be the best way to get the
excellent team.” Elkim put in.

“Anybody else with a different opinion or
contribution?” Paul Edwards asked.
He waited a minute to get their responses and
no one spoke.

“We have twenty four hours to select the
members and launch the team,” he declared.
___

Lutheran Hospital, El Deols, Anthanna.
Sheila walked slowly into the ward with the
doctor following behind. Her heart was beating
fast. She wondered if Henry would still
recognize her, now that the incident had further
affected his brain.

She moved closer slowly. He was in the bed,
lying peacefully, but his eyes were opened. He
seemed to be reflecting on something. His eyes
met with Sheila’s and his face changed, giving a
sign that he recognized who he saw.

He tried to sit up as Sheila got nearer.

“Relax man,” the doctor said and quickly walked
towards him. “You need to keep your back flat
for now.”

“No, I want to sit up ” Henry replied, his voice
sounded rough and tough.

“You shouldn’t sit up, you have a lot of injuries
and could injure yourself further if you force
yourself up.” The doctor replied.

“Please, help me up carefully.” Henry insisted.
“Okay,” the doctor gave in. “You have to get up
slowly,” the doctor told him as he held a palm
and put his one at at the back.

The doctor was able to get him up and resting
his back against the headboard in two minutes.
“Are you okay now?”

“Yes, thanks.” Henry replied.
The doctor smiled at him but still kept a careful
look at him.

Henry stared at Sheila’s face for a moment and
saw the aggrieved look on her. He looked again
at the doctor and his gaze lingered for about
their seconds before he spoke. “Please excuse
us Doctor.”

The doctor stared at him in shock, surprised at
his request. “Huh?” He pretended not to hear
what Henry said.

“Excuse us please,” Henry repeated.
The doctor stared at Sheila’s face quickly and
the look on Sheila’s face suggested she wanted
him to leave too.

“I’ll be just outside this room,” the doctor said
and faked a smile before turning to leave.
Sheila stared at Henry with so much pity in her
eyes. He was still in the patient’s blue uniform
but she could see the wounds and marks on his
body through the halfway buttoned top.
“I’m sorry Henry,” Sheila said in tears as she sat
beside him in the bed and held a palm of his in
both hands. “I’m sorry for what those men did
to you, I’m sorry.”

Henry just kept staring at her with no
expression on his face.

“I promise I won’t let such happen to you
anymore…”

“Shhhh…” Henry hushed her.
She stared into his eyes, there was something in
it that told her he wasn’t feeling hurt or pained
emotionally and that he wasn’t insane. He
looked so confident and calm.
“I’m Carl,” he said.
“Huh?” She raised her brows, wondering what
he was talking about.
“I’m Carl Winston, Rank 9 Agent of the FOX
Corporation, code 4679.”
To be continued .
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