Restless - Season 1 - Episode 17

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Restless - Season 1 - Episode 17

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September 19, 2015
Sheila’s Apartment,
El Deols, Anthanna.
It was a Saturday and a day for rest as usual.

However Sheila seemed to be so busy even
though all she did was in her room and on her
laptop.

She had on her grey coloured shirt on a green
jean bum shorts, her legs were crossed under
the table, her elbow touching the table with her
chin rested on the palm and her eyes focused on
the laptop screen. The index finger of her right
hand was placed closed to the arrow down
button of the laptop keyboard and she scrolled
down occasionally by holding it down.

One hour had gone and she was still working on
the laptop, saving some of the browser pages
and copying texts from some webpages into
Microsoft word documents, she had totally
forgotten that Henry would be in the living
room waiting for her. She only remembered
when a knock sounded at her door.
She widened her eyes as she stared at the door,
she inhaled and exhaled deeply.
“Oh! I’m sorry Henry,” she apologized
unconsciously, her voice sounding in whispers
which could not be heard by the person at the
door. She quickly saved the webpages and
closed the browser.

The knock sounded again.
“Please come in Henry,” She said as she quickly
saved the microsoft word document and closed
it.


Henry opened the door and pushed it in gently.
With the support of his crutch, he half-walked
and half-hopped in, he stopped to close the door
before proceeding some few steps further.
“Henry, how are you doing?” Sheila asked,
faking a smile.
Henry stared at her face thinly, delaying his
reply. He noticed there was something about
her smile which showed it wasn’t authentic.
“Fine,” he eventually replied. “I came to look
for you here after waiting without seeing you, I
can see you are busy, I’ll just leave and come
back later.”
He turned immediately after speaking.
“No Henry,” she said sharply and got up to her
feet. “I’m actually not doing anything, I just got
engaged with something and I didn’t realize it
had taken much of my time.”
Henry turned back to her. “I know you are busy
Sheila, I can read it on your face,” he said in a
confident tone. “There’s no need to stop
whatever you’re doing because of me, we would
just talk later.”
He turned again and proceeded towards the
door.
She hurried towards him and stopped at his
front.
“No, we can talk now. I can continue with what
I was doing after we finish talking.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes,” she replied, her shoulders dropped and
she let out a breath. “Sorry, I was carried away
earlier and left you waiting in the living room.”
“It’s okay,” Henry replied and turned back.
“What was it you wanted to talk about?” She
asked as she proceeded back to the chair she
was previously seated.
Henry sat at the edge of the bed and Sheila
pulled her chair closer to his front.
“Ermm… It’s about the investigations you are
carrying out about those hoodlums that lured us
with Miss Tayo.”
Sheila frowned. “The police is in charge of that,
and… What do you want to discuss about it?”
“I know that the police have closed the case and
you’ve taken it up personally…” Henry replied.
“No, the police is…” she interrupted him.
“Shh…” he also cut her short. “I know Sheila,
you don’t need to lie to me. The police are yet to
find the real hoodlums and they claim we made
no report to them with proofs of the records of
the calls which cannot be found.”
Sheila was quiet.
Henry continued calmly. “So, you’ve decided to
take it up personally and I understand.”
“No, the police are still in…”
“The court dismissed your accusation against
the police zone and ordered them to find the
hoodlums after warning you not to make such
accusation against the force again,” Henry cut in
sharply.



“Yes, that’s what I’m saying. The police are now
investigating the hoodlums.”
“You know that’s not true,” Henry stated,
looking deep into her eyes. “You know the
police would find nothing. The police group who
worked with the hoodlums to lure us would do
whatever they can to protect the hoodlums
from being exposed in order to protect their
own name.” Henry paused for two seconds.
“You know this Sheila and that’s why you have
taken it up by yourself.”
“I’m not taking anything up Henry…”
“You are Sheila, I found out from Dennis.”
Sheila squinted. “Dennis, he told you I took it
up?” she asked, tilting her head slightly and
raising her eyebrows.

“No, he did not tell me. I found out from him.”
“What are you talking about Henry?”
“You seem to have forgotten the real me Sheila,
I’m an Agent of the FOX corporation.” Henry
reminded her as he leaned forward closer to
her, looking into her face directly. “You sent
Dennis to get some answers from me in disguise
but you did not remember that it’s my
specialty. I deal with criminals and work as an
undercover to seek answers and secrets from
them, I know when someone is trying to do the
same with me.”
Sheila took in a deep breath and rested her back
in the chair. She realized Henry was so sure of
what he was saying.
“Why are you hiding it from me Sheila?” Henry
asked after sitting back upright.
“Well, I mean no harm. I knew you would be
interested and I did not want you to get
involved,” Sheila replied.
“But I’m already involved, I fought with those
men and got myself injured and almost killed.”
“I’m sorry about that Henry, but that’s why I
don’t want you to get further involved.”
“And you decided to do it alone? You don’t
think it’s dangerous?”
“I’m not doing it alone, I’ve got Dennis by my
side,” she replied.
“Dennis does not know the genesis of this
situation.”
“I let him know already,” she retorted. “I let
him know that my main suspect is Tom Wills
and we are working to prove that he organized
that attack.”
“Tom Wills is in prison, his eight years sentence
just began.”
“Yes, but this happened before he was
sentenced and he’s appealing his case already.”
“We know he can not win the appeal.”
“That shouldn’t stop me from investigating this,
he needs to be punished for all his crimes not
just the rape.”.


Henry took in a deep breath. He stared at her
face silently for a moment, wondering how
Sheila who had once pleaded with her father
not to pursue the case against Tom was now
determined to make Tom pay for all his crimes.
“But… You shouldn’t try to do it without me.”
“I have to, I can’t wait for you to recover first,
remember you once said it becomes increasingly
difficult to trace the suspects if time is wasted.”
“I would have to join you.”
“No Henry, you can’t.”
“I have to, it’s a simple case, I don’t need to
recover before fishing out who those men are.”
“I think you should focus on recovering and
returning to the FOX. The Fox needs you back
as soon as possible, I think it’s the only way you
can pay them for nabbing those men who
murdered your family and tried to kill you.”
Henry took in a breath. He and Sheila had found
out through online sources how the FOX had
nabbed the men who killed Agents Carl and Rex
a week after the murder. But Henry was still not
satisfied with that, the news of the resurgence
of the invisible terrorists meant that the men
who murdered his family and tried to kill him,
the real Red wolves were still alive. The men
who the FOX nabbed a week after his presumed
death were only messengers, the real people
responsible for the demise of his wife and child
were still alive. However, the focus of his
discuss with Sheila was not getting the killers of
his wife, it was about nabbing the hoodlums
that attacked them.
“Sheila, before I think about repaying the FOX. I
have to get justice for you, the woman who
saved my life.”
“Justice for me?” Sheila raised her brows.
“Yeah, those hoodlums that beat me up did not
just come after me, I had no business with them,
they came for you. They wanted to hurt you by
going through me. And in real sense, they did
not hurt me, they helped me regain my
memory. So this fight against them is about
getting justice for you, getting those who tried
to hurt you punished.”
Sheila was silent for a while. She wondered how
Henry had just turned the whole scenario
quickly.
“But,” she began in soft tones. “I can’t let you
get involved,” she added in a conclusive tone.
“I am involved already, just tell me how far
you’ve gone with the investigation.”
Sheila was quiet and unwilling to give Henry
more information.
“You don’t have to be scared Sheila,” he spoke
in soft assuring tone as he leaned forward. “I
would not have to get into any physical fight
with them, I can help to reveal the identity of
these men quickly and also the police men that
worked with them.”


Sheila took in a deep breath and stared into his
eyes for a moment. He had this confident and
assuring look on his face which told her he was
fit enough for the job.


“Come see this,” she finally spoke and got up
immediately. She pulled the chair back to it’s
previous position in front of the table where
the laptop was. Henry got up and followed her.
She opened the browser and other applications
which she had closed on the laptop.

“I’ve done a lot of work already. I hacked into
the directory of the network provider server to
check for records of your calls to the police
zone and I didn’t find it, which meant they
spoke to us with an anonymous receiver. But
I’ve been able to fetch records of calls of one of
the policemen, he made calls to a certain
number within the same period we contacted
them to report the kidnap and I suspect the
number belongs to one of the men who
kidnapped Miss Tayo. I’m trying to search the
location of the device carrying that number
during that period.”
“Great work!” Henry complimented, amazed by
how far she had gone already. He was standing
beside her. “So, what does it take to get the
location of the receiver?”
“I was on it before you came in,” Sheila replied.

Henry turned his head back and located the
footstool with his eyes, he walked slowly to the
spot and dragged it with him close to Sheila’s
seat.

They continued the process for close to forty
minutes without being able to get the location
they sought.

“Sheila, I think the receiver had his phone in an
incognito state during the calls.” Henry broke
the long silence.
“Do people just get the ability to put their
phones in such state these days?”
“They worked with the police, the corrupt
officers must have facilitated it.”
Sheila closed her eyes and shook her head, she
heaved a sigh of frustration.
“But we have made reasonable progress
already, all we need to do is fetch details of the
phone’s owner. We’d still be able to do a lot
with that,” Henry spoke with a positive tone.
“What can we do with his details if we can’t
prove there was a phone call with the police
officer and if we can’t check the location?”
‘Well, I am very positive that the location of the
receiver was that warehouse and I’m going to
prove it,” Henry replied.
“How?”
“Give me sometime Sheila, it’s my job, I’ll get it
done before Tuesday.”

Sheila stared at his face quietly. She knew she
had no reason to doubt his words, all she was
afraid of was he getting into any stressful
activity that would affect his recovery.
“I believe you can get it done but I want you to
remember that you need to recover well before
stressing yourself. Don’t risk getting yourself
more injuries.”
“It’s okay,” Henry replied with a smile. “By the
way, I do need your help to reach Paul Edwards
in Bethanna.”
Sheila raised her brow, she changed her
position in the chair and turned to face Henry
properly. “How do I help you with that?”
“I need to communicate with him but I’ll have
to deliver a parcel to him first,” Henry replied.
“What parcel? And how do we locate Paul
Edwards in Bethanna?”
“You help me arrange a man to deliver it, I have
more details about the particular location of
delivery.”
“Is that man expecting this parcel?”
“No.”
“I thought you wanted to reach him on phone
earlier.”
Yeah, but as an Agent of the FOX, he has his
personal number protected just like mine was.
It cannot be connected to through any numbers
except approved by him.”
“Oh!” Sheila let out a breath slowly. It took
some seconds for her to completely understand
his explanation. “And is there no other way you
can reach him before getting a parcel there?”
“No, that’s the main reason for the parcel. It
will deliver a message to him and he’d be able to
contact me first or authorize my number to
contact him.”


“Okay, I can contact someone right away for
you.” Sheila said and turned back to the laptop.
She opened her browser and typed in a url in
into the navigation box.
She remembered something and turned her face
to him again. “By the way, did you read foreign
news this morning?”
“No,” Henry replied, shaking his head with his
eyes squinted at her inquisitively.
“There was something concerning Paul Edwards,
Chairman of the FOX.” she replied as she
opened another tab on the browser, she typed
in the url “ youngicee.com”.
“What did it say about him?”
“I think he lost a son in the recent explosion,”
Sheila answered. She switched to the news
section of the opened website and scrolled down
to select the link to the news item. “Here,” she
glanced at his face.


“Chairman of the FOX loses grandson in
disastrous bomb blast,” He muttered the topic
of the news item under his breath.
“D--n it!” He cursed angrily in a pained tone.
He shook his head vigorously, his eyes closed
and his fists clenched unconsciously.
Sheila stared at his face, carefully observing his
response.


Henry opened his eyes and moved closer to read
the full news. As usual, the Red Wolves were
responsible for the bomb blast. They had
exploded part of one of the country’s oldest
universities of which Paul Edwards grandson
was a student. The young man lived in one of
the hostels affected and he died alongside 122
other students.
Henry felt frustrated and angry. Within the past
few days, he had followed the news carefully
and read about the Red Wolves recent attacks.
He had also read that Paul Edwards had
launched another team of the FOX to bring
down the terrorists. Even though he believed in
Paul Edwards and the board’s choice, and he
believed that there were other agents capable of
working together to stop the terrorists, he still
felt the need to return to Bexford to fight the
terrorists himself. For the same reason he
wanted to contact Paul Edwards was to get more
information about the new team launched
against the terrorist and also help by sharing his
own ideas on how the team could work better
or suggest who else should be in the team.
He took sometime to reconsider his decision to
contact Paul. He shook his head as he came up
with a different conclusion.


“I no longer think it’s the right time to contact
Paul Edwards,” He voiced out to Sheila who was
now busy with the laptop again.
“Why?” Sheila flashed a quick look at him,
wondering why he changed his mind so
suddenly.

“I’ve been observing a trend in the recent
attacks of the Red Wolves and I just established
something. In each of their last four attacks,
there have been deaths of one or more relative
of a members of the FOX decision taking board.
It shows that the attacks are well calculated and
the terrorists have their eyes on the board. A
message to Paul Edwards at the moment would
not get to him without their knowledge and
they may trace it to the source here.”

A confused look appeared on Sheila’s face.
“Why do you think the terrorists are killing
family members of the decision making board of
the FOX?”

“I believe it’s to sound a warning as well as
demoralize these men, they want to make a
statement that even the FOX agents and their
families are not immune to their attacks.”
“But do you think the new team launched is
capable of taking down the terrorists?”
“I don’t know the members of the new team,
but I trust Paul’s judgement, he must have
selected the best men for the job. It might take
some time, but at the end there’ll be victory for
the FOX.”

There was silence for a while, almost two
minutes.

Sheila turned towards Henry again and spoke in
soft tones. “Henry,” she called and waited for
him to look at her face. “I think you should take
a break completely off this FOX issue for now.
You just mentioned that Paul Edwards is capable
of making the right choice. That means the men
selected would surely defeat these terrorists,
you should stop bothering about them. You’ve
suffered a lot of trauma already, you need to
rest your head and mind. You would return to
them once the doctor says you’re perfectly
fine.”


“That would not be easy Sheila, I can’t rest until

I see that the men who killed my family and
tried to kill me have been punished.”
“But…” Sheila lost her voice for a moment as
she tried to remember something accurately.
“But we read the information online, the men
who attacked your family were caught a week
after by the FOX.”

“Yes, but those men did not come on their own
volition, they were sent by a higher ranking
terrorist to destroy I and Rex totally. The real
fight is not against the men who were sent but
against the ones who sent them, against the real
Wolves of the terrorist group.”

Sheila heaved a sigh. She realized she probably
would not be able to talk Henry out of returning
to fight the Wolves.

“But I promise you to take a pause for now,”
Henry said in a soothing tone. Sheila’s eyes met
with his and locked. He could feel she was so
worried about him. “I would wait until I get
well, but for now, we’ve got to find those men
who attacked us.”

___

Magic Complex,
Bexford, Bethanna
Hutton’s finger on the arrow down button
helped him scrolled down the document
quickly. There were names of over two
thousand people in the document. He knew it
would take quite some time, probably months
of continuous work for him alone to fetch
details of all the people on the list.

He had classified the names into firms and
countries to make the work easier and also
streamlined his details search to the
neighboring countries and newly opened firms.
He had to stop his work when he realized that a
lot of the attendees of the conference had their
real profiles hidden online. There was no way
he was going to confirm if the man he saw in the
conference was Carl.

“Hutton, I really do think this is a waste of time.
We’ve done a random comparison of the
profiles of those men to Carl Winston and none
of them matches up to ten percent, it’s time you
stopped this and let’s focus on our operations
together.”

“I do still have a feeling that the Agent, Carl is
still alive somewhere.” Hutton replied.
“No my friend, your feelings are wrong. Carl is
gone forever and can never stop the success of
the Wolves.”

Hutton stared at his friend’s face. He realized he
had no choice than to believe that Agent Carl
was truly gone forever, he had to focus his
energy on the operations at hand.
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September 21, 2015
El Deols, Anthanna.
Sheila’s gaze landed on the car garage as they
got into the compound, she noticed something
was amiss but couldn’t quickly fathom what it
was. It was until the car got to the garage that
she realized that one of the cars parked there
was missing.

She quickly stepped out from the backseat of
the car without waiting for Dennis to open the
door for her as usual.

“A vehicle is missing here,” she said in a loud
voice to the driver who had also stepped out of
the car.

“Yes, it was here when we left this morning.”
The driver replied her.

Sheila stared at the empty parking space for a
moment and wondered what or who could have
moved the car from the place. She spotted
Lesedi in the garden when she turned, she
beckoned her.

“Welcome Miss Sheila.”
“Lesedi, what happened to the car here?”
A frown formed on Lesedi’s face. “Sir Henry did
not tell you?”

Sheila raised her brows and stared deeply into
Lesedi’s eyes. “Tell me what? Where did he
go?”

“He left this afternoon with the car,” Lesedi
replied. She was shocked heila was not aware.
Henry had acted as if Sheila was aware of his
movement before he left that afternoon.
“And where did he go to?” Sheila asked, already
baffled and trying not to imagine what Henry
was up to.

“He didn’t say, he only says to tell you he’s gone
for the job,” Lesedi replied.

“He’s gone for the job?” Sheila was more
confused. She quickly took out her phone from
her handbag. She unlocked it and opened the
call dialer. Before she could dial, she noticed the
message notification at the top bar, she swiped
down the bar to read.

Sorry, I had to leave without telling you. I knew
you would not let me go, I promise to explain
later.