Evening With Eva Season 3 Episode 1

Previously On Evening With Eva Season 2……

The General got up and paced the room. Sophia did not move from where she was. He came back to his former position.

“I am pained by the death of my son, really pained. Even though he had it coming, I was not expecting it to happen so soon. However, I am looking at the grander picture. This final mission is more important than revenge. I need a cool head to prosecute this.

Do you think I do not feel the urge to tear down this town just to prove a point? Sometimes, revenge is best served cold. Don’t forget that, Sophia. You have done tremendously well and I am happy at your progress.” The General said.

“Thank you sir” She replied.

“How did you smoke Shina?” The General asked.

“I didn’t. Sark did.” Sophia answered.

“Are you scared to get your hands dirty, Lieutenant?” The General asked.

“Negative sir. I just felt that he needed to prove himself and kill all emotional pull backs he may have.” Sophia replied.

“I also know that you have been sleeping with him. Remember, he is going to have to die. And you are going to do it. So do not get too attached.” The General said and moved to the door.

“Sophia. It’s going to be you and I left standing when all this is over. Don’t disappoint me.” The General said and left the room.

Deep inside, Sophia doubted if she was going to make it out alive. She was worried. Very worried.

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S03E01

The Hotel bubbled as music blasted from highly powered surround speakers. Half Unclad girls paraded the dimly lit bar, looking for clients to patronize their willing bodies. It was the perfect way to spend a Friday night, away from all the hiding and looking behind his shoulders.

Ahmed smiled as he blended with the already teeming crowd in the bar. He walked to the barman and requested for his favorite beer. While he waited, he turned and watched as the girls on the iron poles did their thing, grinding their bodies against the cold metal and pulling acrobatic stunts to the sheer amazement of lewd customers.

So this was what his Uncle wanted him to miss? He hissed and shook his head mockingly. Collecting his beer after generously tipping the bar man, he walked to an empty seat in the far corner of the bar. It was going to be an evening to remember

Sadly for him, it was going to be his last evening alive.

“Target green. Visible from this point. Awaiting orders.” The barman texted Agent Kojo, who was now inside the hotel, begging the receptionist for a room to spend the night.

“Copy that. Keep target in focus. Wait for my orders.” Kojo texted back.

The barman got the text and immediately deleted it off his phone.

“Na wa for you o. Just ordinary room una no fit give person. Shey I tell you say I no go pay ni?” Kojo queried the receptionist.

“No sir, we are fully booked. I am so sorry but there is nothing I can do.” She replied.

“Shey I sha fit go the bar go take one or two bottles?” Kojo asked.

“Of course sir. Right that way.” The receptionist said, pointing to the direction of the bar.

Kojo winked at her and she blushed. He made a mental note to check on her when he was done with the current mission.

“I am moving in sir. I would like to confirm the code of this operation sir. Take out or delivery sir?” Kojo said, pressing his left hand into his left ear.

“I have changed my mind. Deliver him to me at the Mansion. It has to be a clean job. I will do the rest.” The General replied.

“Copied.” Kojo replied and took out the tiny white transmitter in his left ear. He crushed the device with his boots and entered the bar.

Sophia looked at the General as a smile beamed across his face. She had never seen him smile since she was 15. Even when he promoted her to a lieutenant in his Corporation, he had a grim look on his face.

“That’s a look one doesn’t get to see every day sir. What is the secret?” Sophia asked dropping a glass of cold water on the table by which he sat.

“Let’s just say, I am going to have my pound of flesh.” The General replied.

“I thought you said you do not do desperation. If you kill the boy, is that not exactly what it is? A desperate act at revenge?” Sophia questioned.

“I lied.” The General replied and continued.

“Cheers sweetheart.” He finished pushing his cup of water at her.

She just smiled and blew him a kiss.

She was beginning to get worried about this man.

Eva yawned and stretched as the rays of the early morning sun peeped through the slightly opened curtains. She was completely naked as the duvet fell off her body as she sat up. She remembered what happened the night before. She felt good. Just then a shirtless Sark walked in with a tray which had a warm cup of coffee and sandwiches.

“Rise and Shine sweetheart.” He said dropping the tray beside her and kissing her softly on the forehead.

“Did we?” Eva asked surprised, a look of lust in her eyes.

“What do you think?” Sark replied and then continued

“Come on, gobble up. You need your strength. I will be back. I need to use the gym.” Sark finished.

Eva watched as Sark went of the bedroom. She could not stop staring at his perfectly curved body and his suave. She felt herself tingle below and she chuckled.

“Hey bro, is this seat taken?” Kojo said to Ahmed who was on his third bottle of beer.

“No it’s not. You can have it.” Ahmed replied.

They shook hands. As they pumped and snapped, Kojo lodged a tiny tracker in Ahmed’s hand. They talked about the country, the improvement, and the failures, ECG nonsense that killed a soldier man and his family last Saturday. They got round to the subject of women and how filled the bar was.

“So what if your wife call you now, wetin you go do?” Kojo asked Ahmed, opening his second bottle of beer.

“I no get wife o. That is why I come here. All these girls just dey enter my eyes and I no know which one I go fit choose sef.” Ahmed replied.

His eyes darted to and fro the large room, falling on different pretty girls. He did not have enough cash to spend.

“You like that yellow one there? Wey get big yansh and bosoms?” Kojo asked

“Ah, na dat one dey my mind since! Brother, u get eye o.” Ahmed replied smacking his lips.

Kojo signaled to the girl and she came over to their table. She was among one of the hookers already bought by Kojo. She sat on Ahmed’s laps and began to touch him in places that drove him crazy.

He was on his sixth bottle of beer and was already drunk. His eyes were blurred and his utterances were slurred. With the girl on his left and Kojo on his right, he was guided out of the bar.

The Colonel was worried. Ahmed had not called or texted. He was supposed to check in every half hour. But three hours had gone by and he hadn’t heard from him. He decided to go see for himself.

As the Colonel got off the stairs, he looked left and saw Ahmed been taken out of the premises. He was shocked. His gun was not on him. He ran and screamed. By the time he got to the gate, they had zoomed off in a waiting car.

The Colonel was furious. He held the gateman by the collar and threatened to kill him. He wanted to know where they were taking his nephew to. He was choking the gateman now, stifling him to death.
Four heavily built bouncers in black fitting tops and tight pants suddenly appeared from nowhere. The Colonel eyed them one after the other. He could take all of them out conveniently without breaking a sweat.

However, he decided the drama would not be necessary. He apologized, left the gateman and went back to his room. He had only one thing on his mind. Getting Ahmed back.

Ahmed woke as a bucket of water was splashed on his face. He tried to adapt his eyes to the darkness of the dimly lit room. He could see figures of two men but his vision was blurred. Gradually he could see the two men.

He recognized one as his friend from the bar the night before. He didn’t know who the other man was. He tried to get up from the bed he was in but discovered that his legs and hands were tied to the small bed in the middle of the room. He still had a little hangover but the current fear he felt had sent a cold shiver down his spine.

“What…wha.. what.. am…i..doing…here Wh…who…who…are…you…people?” Ahmed stammered as the other man approached him.

“Shhhhhhh. Quiet. The General hates noise.” The man said.

He gave Ahmed a hard slap to the right side of his face. Ahmed yelped in pain.

“Did that hurt?” The man asked.

Ahmed kept quiet, his head turned away from the man. He was sobbing quietly. He was afraid. He didn’t plan to die like this.

The man bent low and turned Ahmed’s face back towards him. He squeezed Ahmed’s cheeks with his thumb and forefinger.

“I said, did that hurt?” He said to Ahmed menacingly.

Ahmed nodded slowly.

“Good boy. Because what you just experienced is nothing compared to what is going to happen to you pretty soon.” He finished and backed away from Ahmed, heading for the door and going out.

Kojo came to Ahmed and patted his hair gently.

“I am sorry bro, but I don’t call the shots. See you in hell.” Kojo said and left him.

He knocked twice on another door within the same room and stepped out, locking the door behind him.

After what seemed like an eternity, the door that Kojo knocked opened and Ahmed almost poo his pants.

The General strode out of the room gallantly. He smiled as he approached Ahmed.

“How are you boy?” The General asked looking down at the scared man tied on the bed.

“Pppp…le…aa…seeee. Ppppleeeaaasssee.” Ahmed begged.

“I am sorry but that word does not exist in my dictionary. I need to send your Uncle a souvenir.” The General said and continued,

“Then I am going to take off every toe, every finger, pluck out your eyes, your tongue and dismember you gradually till you die. Now which toe do I send to your Uncle?” The General threatened, bringing out a huge sharp plier.

“I think I will just take the two big toes. Don’t worry boy, I am quite skilled at this.” The General finished.

Ahmed wet his pants. The General did not let that affect him. He cut off Ahmed’s big toes in swift snaps of the plier. Blood poured from the wounds. Ahmed shrieked in pain. The General’s black shirt was stained with blood. He kept the cut toes on the floor.

“Now, to the main course.” The General said, snapping the plier in the air.

Ahmed’s cries and shrieks pierced the air and went through the hallways. No one would hear him. No one would help him. The General left him barely alive and exited the room with his exhibits. He planned to send them to The Colonel later. Ahmed was breathing very slowly. His heart gradually gave way. He died a slow and painful death.

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