Soon enough, not less than five cars stopped behind Antonio and Vincent’s vehicle, with their headlights all shining on Henry and Vincent who stood facing each other. They had followed the wrong direction lane of traffic so as to catch up quickly and the absence of vehicles working at that time of the night had made it easier and faster for them.
“I really do have a good offer for you but you have refused and instead chosen death,” Henry spoke more confidently, taking his eyes off from the cars that had just arrived to Vincent. He was still being very conscious of the new arrivals but he kept a confident look on his face which confused Vincent.
“Take your bleeping offer away man, you are not going to succeed in killing anyone tonight like you killed Elkim Nuel.” Vincent accused. He took a step forward and glanced down at the gun which Henry had thrown on the floor, he fixed his gaze on Henry’s face again.
“I did not kill Elkim Nuel, but that’s what they want you to believe.” Henry said.
Vincent who was already looking away took a quick look at his face again.
“You didn’t kill Elkim Nuel, so who did?” Vincent questioned with raised eyebrows.
“You shouldn’t be talking to him Vincent, get into the car and leave immediately.” A man from behind shouted immediately.
Vincent glanced back. The men were already coming out of their vehicles and were positioning themselves with their guns. He turned back again and looked at Henry’s face.
Henry could see that Vincent was about to turn back and leave, he spoke quickly.
“Your boss arranged his death, alongside with Paul Edwards.” Henry said.
Vincent was already turned to the back halfway but he turned again to face Henry immediately he heard the last statement.
“What did you say?”
“You heard me right, your boss arranged Elkim Nuel’s death. Paul Edwards was involved,” he said, taking a brief pause after the first sentence. He consciously attempted to modify his previous response to Vincent’s question. He believed it was possible that Paul Edwards was Vincent’s direct boss in the Red Wolves and statement in his first response would have sounded contradictory it that was the case.
Vincent stared at Henry’s face for a little longer. He looked confused but he refused to speak.
“We gotta go now,” Antonio called onto Vincent from where he was. Antonio and the driver had already returned to the car, the driver was already in while Antonio was about to enter the backseat. “Kahn just called again and he wants us out immediately.”
Vincent began to step back without turning immediately he heard Antonio. Henry could read the expression on his face and could already see he was doubting his superiors in the Red Wolves. The name “Kahn” sounded a bell in Henry’s ears. He had seen the name while going through the chats after they hacked through the security in the late Elkim Nuel’s phone.
“Elvis Kahn killed Elkim, he did it with the help of Paul Edwards.” Henry said aloud. Vincent stopped stepping back. “These men are only using you Vincent, that’s why they don’t want you to talk to me, they know the truth would be revealed.”
Vincent frowned. He had been suspicious about Kahn’s calls and Kahn’s constant warning that they should avoid giving the rider an opportunity to meet them directly or face to face. Maybe it was true that Kahn was really hiding something.
Henry could read the expression on Vincent’s face, he could see the confusion already building up. He was also sure that his team members were getting closer to him would soon get there, he just needed to waste more of Vincent’s time.
“Let’s go Vincent, “Antonio shouted from behind and began to walk towards Vincent.
A quick flashback occured in Henry’s mind and he remembered how he had seen Vincent and another name being mentioned and used constantly in relation to the explosives factory.
“Let’s leave here,” Antonio said as he got beside Vincent and placed a hand on his partner’s shoulder, still keeping his eyes on Antonio. Vincent after some seconds turned with Antonio.
“Antonio!” Henry called out the name loud in trial, hoping that the name bearer was the second one who came to touch Vincent. He watched as both Vincent and Antonio responded to him by pausing, Antonio turned back and glanced at Henry. He continued after being sure he got it rightly. “Elvis Kahn does not mean well for both of you but I can help you two out if you would allow me.”
Antonio glanced at Vincent’s face, hoping Vincent would have an explanation for Henry’s statements but Vincent was also looking very bewildered by the statement.
“What’s he talking about?” Antonio asked Vincent as he turned back towards Henry. Vincent also turned back.
Antonio took some steps forward, leaving Vincent where he stood.
“What are you talking about Man?” He made his question direct to Henry.
“I’m talking about how Elvis Kahn plans to use and dump you and help the FOX kill you both afterwards,” Henry said, hoping to waste more of their time by talking. “Elvis Kahn arranged Elkim Nuel’s death, Richard Brad and even Henderson.”
Antonio stared thinly at Henry’s face for a while, he then widened his eyes and let out a breath calmly.
“Who are you?”
“I’m Michael, I work for the Reconciliation team.” Henry replied.
Antonio stared thinly at him for some seconds, he flashed a look back at Vincent and then continued staring at Henry’s face.
“You guys have to leave now,” someone else shouted again from behind.
Antonio took a look back at the man calling on them, he then looked at Henry for the final time. “You and your bleeping Reconciliation team should go to hell,” he said and with that turned and walked back.
“Put your hands in the air man,” one of the men shouted from beside the car where he hid. He rose from his kneeling position and proceeded forward, his gun fixed in his hand and still pointed at Henry. “You have more than ten guns pointed at you, any funny move would get you killed.”
Henry watched as Vincent and Antonio got to the vehicle. Antonio proceeded into the vehicle while Vincent stayed at the door and turned again to look at him. Antonio got back out to check what was keeping Vincent, he also glanced at Henry before looking again at Antonio and saying some words to him. They both got into the car at the same time and drove away.
Henry’s gaze turned to the man who was now moving slowly towards him. He saw the man signal to two other men who joined and stood by the sides, all pointing their guns at him.
“Hey boss,” Henry suddenly heard Dave’s voice in his earpiece. “We’re coming to you from the opposite direction.”
Henry couldn’t respond, his mouthpiece wasn’t turned on and he also didn’t want to give the men a chance to know he had more men coming. He calmly folded his arms across his chest.”
“D–n you man!” The man at the center said angrily as he recocked his gun. “Put your hands in the air now.”
Henry complied slowly but not without turning on the switch first. He left all fingers of both hands widely stretched up in the air.
“Your men going in the Camry can’t go far, I’ll still go after them.” He said in a loud voice.
“You’re crazy man, you ain’t going after anyone.” The man at the center shouted at him.
Henry remained calm and hoped that Dave had understood that he was giving him an instruction.
“Go down on your knees now,” the man at the center ordered as he began to step forward slowly. The man at his left followed him first and the one at the right also followed after detaching a pair of manacles from his trouser.
Henry stared at him for a second before he moved to obey. He heard Dave’s voice in the earpiece as he placed a knee on the ground.
“Boss, if you mean that we should go after the Camry, please confirm with an affirming sound.”
“Yes,” Henry said aloud, staring at the men in front of him as they proceeded forward. “Vincent and Antonio cannot get away.”
Henry placed the other knee on the ground and still had his hands raised in the air. The man got close to him and he watched as the one with the manacles turned to the back, the other two stood in front of him pointing their guns at him. He noted where the man with the manacles had his gun placed, at the left side. His eyes scanned around quickly and he saw again one of the tiny paths in the bush he had seen before.
“Put your hands behind you gently,” the man who had been speaking ordered him.
He moved his head slightly and he was able to catch a side view of the man behind him. He brought his hands down slowly and gently like he was ordered and he noticed as the man bent down to cuff his hands.
With a swift movement, he pulled the man by the neck with his left hand, his right hand reaching for the gun. He toppled the man over in the right direction as he fired a bullet into the belly of the man standing at his left hand side.
The man who had been giving the orders was at the right and moved to action immediately, he fired two quick bullets but Henry had the back of the man who he toppled over shielding him from the bullets. Henry’s second shot went into the chest of the man at the right hand.
He got up swiftly and almost immediately, still holding the dead body of the man he was using to shield himself. Before the men at the vehicle sides could comprehend what was going on, he already began to run towards the bush path, holding the dead body up with him. They began to shoot but it was too late. One of them managed to get a near shot but it got stuck in the body of the already dead man which Henry used to shield himself.
Henry dropped the dead body at the entrance of the bush and sped as fast as he could on his legs. He could hear voices and sounds of footsteps following him.
After running for about a minute, he took a brief pause and took out a small device from his phone. He turned on the torchlight but turned it back off again after realizing it was unnecessary as the light provided by the full moon was bright enough to help him see the way.
He could hear the footsteps of men approaching quickly and he hurriedly took out a small grenade ball from the waist bag, he took off the lid and dropped it on the floor before hurrying away.
He had only ran for about ten seconds when the substance exploded with a loud sound. The vibration that shook the earth around also affected him slightly as it threw him forward and he landed on his chest on the rough ground. He got up quickly and looked back, he could see the fire caused by the explosion far back.
He picked up himself and continued to run forward. He knew some of the men would have ran past the grenade before it exploded and the explosion might have had only very little effect on them too.
He stopped again after getting into a large open area with trees around. He located one of the large trees and walked closer to hide behind it. He listened for some seconds to know if some men were still coming after him. He began to hear sounds of honking and hooting coming from the direction of the road side, either more vehicles had arrived or the ones there were leaving.
He checked his communication device to confirm if it was still working and was glad to see it was not yet destroyed even after landing on the floor with it.
“Hey Dave,” he said into his mouthpiece. He didn’t get any response but could hear sounds and Dave saying something hurriedly to Samantha. He switched the connection to Cole. “Cole, where are you?”
He waited five seconds and was about to speak again when he heard Cole’s voice.
“On my way to meet Dave, he spoke to me few seconds ago.”
“On your way with Samantha?”
“Yes, with Samantha.”
“Do not let the men sitting at the backseat of the Camry escape, they are our main targets. I’ll join you guys as soon as I can.”
Henry concluded the conversation and quickly took out a cartridge from his waist bag to load the gun. He discovered he had only one round of bullets left after the current one. He loaded the gun and cocked it.e I m
He listened for sounds as he took in a deep breath. He could hear the thumping of feet coming in his direction. His eyes scanned around his direction and he located all the trees and thick spots around where he could hide. He did not know the number of men coming for him in the forest but he was excited the area was good enough for him to kick their asses.
“Fasten your seatbelt,” Dave warned Jenny as he increased the speed drastically. He could see that the Camry already turned into their lane at the far front. “Target the back tyres,” he said to Jenny who cocked the gun in her hand and got ready to point it out.
“Shi*!” Vincent cursed as he noticed the vehicle racing towards them with speed from far behind. Their vehicle was also on it’s highest speed but the vehicle in pursuit of them was a Chevy Corvette, a much faster car.
“How come we only thought the bike rider was the only man in pursuit of us?” Antonio asked with deep anger in his voice.
“They’ve got this well planned man, and there’s more to it than we can see.” Vincent said, still looking back at the vehicle pursuing them. He took out his gun in readiness, he was sure the vehicle would catch up with them in nothing less than two minutes.
Soon as expected, the Chevy Corvette was very close to their vehicle.
“I think you should take the next turn,” Vincent advised the driver. He hoped that the unexpected turn would give them some more seconds and metres ahead of their pursuers and he could also get the opportunity to fire a shot at the driver of the pursuing vehicle during the process of turning.
The Chevy Corvette was already about seven metres close when the driver turned towards the left. Vincent had taken out his gun to shoot but before he could push the trigger, a bullet from behind hit the back of their vehicle, shattering the glass totally. He and Vincent quickly bent their heads to dodge as more bullets flew in. Bullets began to hit the boot of the car and soon the car shook like it was about to tumble. They had only gone about nine metres on the new road they turned into. The pursuing vehicle had just turned into the road.
“They got the two back tyres already,” the driver announced in panic as he struggle to control the vehicle. He managed to pull over beside the drainage of the single two lane road.
The pursuing vehicle speed reduced as it approached them but the shots at the vehicle continued. The vehicle made a sharp stop as it swerved in front of them.
The driver was still trying to take off his seatbelt when he saw a gun raised out by a woman through the passenger’s side of the pursuing vehicle pointing at him.
Jenny’s eyes met with the driver’s terrified eyes and she let out a chuckle as she fired three shots into his body, the bullets shattered the glass first before penetrating into his body.
Jennifer who had already taken off her seatbelt immediately she saw the target’s vehicle stop opened the door and dropped bending down. Dave also got out of the driver’s side quickly, holding up his gun and pointing towards the car. He began to fire randomly as he made his way to turn through the back side of the Chevy Corvette. He quickly stopped and fired two quick shots as he noticed the door of the back seat opening and a man stepping out. The man was quick enough to dodge to the back without getting hit by a bullet.
Dave turned back to the driver’s side bent down. He hid by the tyre side and saw Jenny turning from the drainage end to his side of the vehicle.
“The two men at the back, we can’t kill them right?” Jenny asked aloud. They both squatted at the front and back tyres respectively.
“No, they’re the targets, we need them.” Dave replied her.
He took a quick look at the surroundings. It was a residential area. There was an isolated kiosk at the other side of the drainage where Jennifer was close to, a residential building was in the same compound but metres away from it and a car was parked in the compound behind the kiosk. Jenny and Dave noticed the place at the same time and they looked at each other’s faces, it seemed they were thinking the same thing.
“You move there,” Dave said to her. “Put on the tear gas mask in your waist purse, I’ll take some and throw it in the direction now.”
Jenny nodded in agreement.
Dave proceeded to opening the door to the backseat of the car and he took out the small container. He closed back the door and signaled to Jenny to proceed. She rose quickly and jumped over the drainage and moved behind the side walls of the kiosk. Dave sighted her there before he proceeded through the other side.
“It’s just two of them,” Vincent said to Antonio at the boot of the vehicle where they both hid, both peeping through the sides to check if anyone was coming.
“Yeah, but they’re with arms.” Antonio replied. “We’ve got to be careful.”
“Should I call for backups here?” Vincent asked, taking out his phone.
“Call Kahn?” Antonio raised his brows rhetorically. “We’ve had enough backups already, we should have stopped the ones that passed by us on the road.”
“But they’re close and they should have been done with that Michael, Kahn can direct them here if we call him.”
“You should call him, but I think we can take this men out ourselves.” Antonio said.
Vincent already opened his dialpad when they saw an object landed on the boot of their vehicle and dropped in front of them with gas rushing out. Vincent was about to run thinking it was a grenade but having seen the container several times before, he recognized it immediately as a tear gas container.
Both of them quickly took out their protective handkerchiefs from their back pocket and covered their noses with it immediately just before the effect of the gas began to take effect. The handkerchiefs were thick and treated, meant to protect them from dangerous gases in the factory and so could help them resist the effect of the tear gas.
Vincent proceeded forward, picked the container and threw it into the drainage.
Dave got up boldly with his gun in his hand and proceeded towards the back of the vehicle. He reduced his steps as he got closer. He expected the men to be weak already from the effect of the gas but he was wrong, they remained at the boot of the vehicle, having already noticed he was coming closer and patiently waiting for him.