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Silver Storms (1)

Silver Storms is a new series I'm working on. I hope you enjoy it!

The street was silent, no cars driving by, no pedestrians, no bike riders. Well of course there were no bike riders, Ikine thought to himself. They were usually prohibited in these parts of town. Places reserved for the elite, like it was their birthright. He and his two cohorts sat inside the black Honda Accord with the glasses wound up. The car was filled with a deep stench as their odors were boiled in the heat. They had been in the airless car for the last two hours. Patiently watching and waiting for the perfect moment to strike. They had been observing, following, watching their target for a month now and they knew the time was finally right. They watched as people left the house one after the other, but the second they saw the huge black gate open and the black G Wagon drive out, they knew the coast was clear.

Finally, I had the house to myself. This rarely ever happened, there was always at least one person at home with me. Mum and dad had gone for a party at The Intercontinental, my younger sister, Ziggy, was out with her boyfriend. The domestic staff had the day off. I had the house to myself and I was going to savour every minute of it. What would have made the day even more perfect was having tommy there with me , so although I had promised not to call him, and wait for his call instead, I picked my phone and dialed his number.
 "Hey Chizzy", he said, picking at the first ring.

"Sweetie! Don't tell me you forgot you said you'll spend the afternoon with me, in fact you were meant to get here an hour ago. Lunch is getting cold" I said to him. 

"Oh, we had plans? I must have forgotten. I'm at the sports bar babe, you know my team is playing today, I can't  miss this match for anything". 
"But you can watch the match here Tommy. We'll watch it together, and I made lunch" I said, hating the whiny pleading tone in my voice but unable to help it.  

"Then your dad gets home and starts looking at me like I'm about to do something horrible to his precious daughter? No thanks. I'll watch the match with my guys. But i'll pick you up for drinks and a movie afterwards, I promise. 'love you" he said, ending the call. 

I was a bit disappointed, but I was determined to have a good afternoon. Thoughts of making out in the dark at the movies lifted my spirits. A few minutes later I started dozing off, my last thought was that I forgot to lock the doors. 

"Sammy, go tidy that Mai guard" Ikine said.
 Sammy looked around and hopped out of the car. A few minutes later they saw him signal to them. Dede the designated driver reversed to the front of the house and Ikine discreetly alighted. The maiguard lay unconscious, not far from the gate, they locked the gate and walked straight to the front door. It was locked. On tiptoes they went round the huge house. They found the back door. Ikine turned the handle and the door opened. He and Sammy exchanged looks.
 "God dey our side" Sammy said and Ikine nodded.

 Sammy looked around his environs. 

"Oh boy! See kitchen na. Nawa o! This one nor big pass my house so"

"Your house? This one big pass ya village sef" Ikine whispered. 

They turned the kitchen door and entered the living room, if they thought the kitchen was large, then they were not prepared for the size of the living room. While Sammy staggered round with his mouth hanging open in amazement, Ikine searched with his eyes for what they came for. He saw her at the far end of the living room. She was asleep. Indeed God was on their side. 

I was dreaming of my wedding day. Tommy wore a white suit. It was a beach wedding, I could even feel the breeze on my face. I could see my hair flying around untamed as the wind threatened to blow us away. I could taste the salt of the sea on my lips. My dream felt so real, as real as the hand clasped around my neck. 
     In confusion and shock I tried to jump up but a hand clamped my mouth shut and held me to the ground. I watched, my eyes bulged in horror as they tied my hands with twine and gagged me with a rag, muffling my screams. With every bit of energy I tried to struggle. I kicked and kicked till one of them held my legs together with unusually large hands. I fought for my dear life. I tried to plead with my eyes, to tell them I would give them anything they wanted. Anything! I knew where daddy kept the money. I tried to convey a message with my eyes but they ignored me and before I knew it I was in total darkness as a bag was put over my head. As they lifted me off the ground I felt wetness on my legs. I was peeing in my pant but the fear in my body would not allow me stop it. 

Dede was becoming impatient. They were supposed to go in, bring the girl out, and scram!      Sammy and Ikine got to the gate, looking both ways they decided the coast was clear. Dede seeing his two friends, immediately opened the trunk and the girl was dumped inside. As they did so, they saw the red camry which had driven out of the compound hours ago, drive into the street and towards them. Jumping into the car, Dede stepped hard on the throttle and sped of out the quiet street in Ikoyi and headed straight for the express as they wove through the bumpy roads of Lagos to their home in Shogunle. 

To be continued.....


  1. Ghen ghen! Hmmm. I'm liking the suspense.

  2. Hmmm. different from your other stories. I can see that you're exploring other angles. I like this! don't make us wait too long for part 2 oh!

  3. thanks for the post Thelma. very enlightening

    1. Oops sorry. I commented on the wrong post.


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