Tiit For Tat - S01 E17

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Tiit For Tat - S01 E17

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 17

Deadly Operation

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The omnipotence of evil has never resulted in anything but fruitless efforts. Our thoughts always escape from whoever tries to smother them- Victor Hugo.

“We will either find a way, or make one!” Hannibal

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{Mike Viewpoint}

It was becoming apparent these thugs didn’t come on operations randomly. Surely , this was a planned work.My auntie wasn’t around as usual.

From my vantage position on top of the tree, I saw it all. They swarmed onto the compound.

Suddenly, I saw the gigantic dog,Ronida, the German dog rushed on the leader and pounced on him. The criminals and dog began to struggle for supremacy.

The gang leader screamed when the dog sunked its canine teeth into his flesh. Two of the gangsters advanced on the dog and yanked it from their leader. Stubbornly,the dog turned on them and bite them.

They managed to absorb the pain in silence but let out a muffled sound.

As Ronida attack the thugs, one of the men removed a Jack- knife from his pocket and attempted to plung it into the stomach of the leaping dog. The thug had his hand bitten but he managed to kick the dog, Ronida.

Another thug took the knife and plunge it into the dog.The knife found its way into its stomach.

Despite its excruciating pain, Ronida still managed to bite the gangster that knifed it before

writhing in its death throes.

It landed on the ground lifeless.

I really admire the heroism of Ronida and for a moment, snippets of my mother’s advise flashed through my mind…….” It takes a great deal of courage to stand up to your enemies….”

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My son ,be courageous,face your enemies with tact and wisdom. I believe you can do this____.”

My mind was drawn back to the scene when the security man, Joe, came out again. He sensed something was definitely wrong. He came out with an old gun to combat the criminals. The gangsters hide behind a wall.

Joe saw Ronida lying on the floor. He started calling it name Ronida ,Ronida ,Ro……….”.

One of the gangsters suddenly materialised and shoot him with his semi- automatic pistol having a silencer around its muzzle. Joe ducked in time and fired his gun, hitting the thug in the arm. The gun felt from him.

Another thug fired Joe. He let out a blood curdling scream and suffered the same fate as the dog. He fell to the ground with a slight “awww.”

But Joe wasn’t entirely finished. As the robbers turned their back on him and advance towards my room, he managed to shoot one at the back. The robber fell down with a slight, “uuughhhhh” sound.

I watched all these scenes while still on top of the tree as if I was a watching a war movie in a silver bird cinema. One particular movie crept into my mind. It was titled

” YOU LIVE TO DIE ANOTHER DAY.” Where the major character in the movie was James Bond ,a British Secret Service agent for MI6, who worked as an undercover detective on deadly missions.

Now that the security line had been breached, the men rushed into my room and began searching for me. The tree on which I hid myself was closer to my bedroom window at the same time closer to the wall.

The tree being in the middle gave me a perfect view of the unfolding heart-throbbing incident.

One of the gangsters said,” he’s not here. He must have escaped when that foolish dog whined .”

Then the leader of the gang suggested they looked behind the bedroom window,the window closer to the tree in which I was hiding.

My dear reader, let me ask you a question,why does bad things happen to us in a moment we least expect?”

One of them said ,he’s not

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The men glanced around the lane and were about to give up when they heard a sound. My phone began to Beep!!!

Quickly,the thugs’ attention was drawn to the tree. They flashed their torchlights into the tree. loo and behold, their torch lights found me.!!!!

“He’s on top of the tree. ..On top of the tree”One of them shouted.

At that moment I thought I died. My heart jumped into my mouth and goose pimples sprang onto my skin. Cold shivers ran down my spine when the gangsters pointed their guns at me in the tree through the window while they were still in my room.

They riddled the top of the tree with many bullets , expecting me to fall with a heavy thud. It was a miracle.

The bullets crazed my left shoulder but it was just a small cut. None of their bullets hit me directly.

At that moment, fear left me and I found an inner strength. I knew then that I was not an audience in a movie theatre . I had become a participant

With the new surge of energy I found, I jumped from the top of the tree and passed over the spiked walls ,landed outside the house with a thud. I heard the sounds of footsteps running in the house and their amazing exclamations, ” He has jumped over the wall!!”

Probably the gangs would me a hot chase.

I broke into a run,running like the superstar Usain Bolt in the Olympics 100m run.

When they come out , I was surprised the gangs were not running as fast as I thought they would ,though they were quite closer to me. They suddenly stopped running and rather entered their van and the van started following me.

I knew if I ran straight,the van would catch up with me in five seconds.

Quickly, I diverted into the small forest and ran harder. They stopped the van and three of the thugs begun chasing me again. This time they showed me they could actually ran if they wanted to.

The three men ran as if running was a child’s play to them. I was sure if there was a cheetah on a track with them,they would have left the cheetah behind.

Soon they began to narrow the gap between us. I increased my pace. The inner energy in me doubled and I outran them. I don’t know how I did it because the way those men were ranning when I glanced at them through the corner of my eyes, I was amazed I was not captured. The chase took over five minutes,(or so I think).

The thugs were closing on me.

Just then,I saw a taxi moving with speed on the road adjacent the forest. There were streetlights around that area. I quickly signalled it to stop. It stopped with a Screech.

I guessed the taxi driver might have slammed on the brakes.

The car hadn’t stopped fully before I jumped in and shouted “Driver,Go,Go,Go,Go!!!!”

He put his leg on the accelerator and the car sped off like a frightened dog, just a few seconds before the gang appeared from the forest.

I was quite relief I outsmarted those hoodlums. Three minutes later,I gazed into the rear view Mirror of the taxi. I saw a van. My heart started beating. Surely,it was the criminal’s van. The van kept tailing us as if their life depended on it. Perhaps it did.

I learnt that in the criminal world, Failure is not an option. If you fail your mission,You would be killed.

The taxi driver sensing danger changed gear and stepped on his accelerator and began speeding. The van having realized we were aware of being followed also sped up. The taxi driver negotiated a curve, sharply turning the steering wheel to the right.The van also negotiated the curve and chased us.

“By the way I’m Tife,”the taxi driver said. I was amazed he chose that time to introduce himself instead of speeding his car to safety .As if it was a premonition, the assassin’s car leaped forward and nearly overtook ours but Tife was tactful and smashed the side of his car into the van, causing it to back track for a minute .

Then the gangs started shooting. Some of the bullets ricocheted on the body of the taxi, even smashing the left side mirror but I was lucky to remain unscathed by the bullets.

Tife now realising the cruciality of the situation now maximised the speed. We left a great distance between the van and our car.

I glanced at the speedometer. The taxi was going at a speed of over 250 kmph.

Shockingly there was traffic. Thousands of cars seemed to block the road. Hmmm. Nigeria and traffic. Even at 12.30 a.m, cars still jam the road.

Tife was forced to decelerate fast and applied his break. The Taxi screeched to an abrupt stop. I could smell the burning tyre,

resulting from the friction between the tyre and the asphalt road.

I could see the van closer. There were about four cars between Tife’s Taxi and the thugs’ van. Ahead of us there were a thousand cars.

Then I saw the traffic light ahead

turned Green, Tife sped off, quickly, and negotiated a sharp curve that nearly tipped the taxi in the process. The van also moved in that direction.

Suddenly, bullets started flying again as Tife kept driving to maximum speed. He jumped the next traffic light and almost crashed into an Articulated truck . He by -passed a hidden route few metres from the T- junction. Putting the car in reverse gear, he drove backward and entered a hidden busy back road before reversing the gear again to full acceleration just in time before the articulated truck moved away from the Van’s line of vision.

When Tife manoeuvred the car through the hidden lane, the gang missed the view of our car and passed the opposing lane. I was relieved the gang missed us. I turned happily to embrass Tife for such an experienced driving.

Then I saw blood oozing from his abdomen. He had been hit by a bullet !!!.

Though My driver skills was not very good,I decided to take the risk and drive him to the hospital. I removed him from the driver’s seat into the passenger seat.

I pray,”God,drive this car to the hospital with me?”

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Will Tife die?

What will the gang do next?

Will Mike find the courage to fight this well sophisticated gang?

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Now the ground is getting hotter .