Doctor Alan was dozing off already in the bed when he heard a knock at the door. He jumped up immediately and walked to the door.
“Henry?” He called as he touched the knob.
“Yes, open please.”
He turned the knob and opened for Henry to enter.
“I got back a couple of minutes ago, I had to drop something in my room,” Henry said as he walked into the room and stopped beside the bed. He turned back to face the man who also closed the door and turned to him.
“So, how did it go?” Doctor Alan asked. He had a kind of disappointed look on his face. He looked like had been expecting a miracle. The bitter look on his face made it seem as if he expected to see Henry come back with Rex.
Henry had insisted they stopped at Nevi and put up at a hotel there. The doctor had then suggested the Vila Hotel for it’s far distance from his former place of work. They booked two opposite rooms and kept their things in. Henry had then insisted on going to Kala alone to confirm the address given to them by the lawyer. Despite the pleas of the doctor to follow him, Henry refused, maintaining that it was safer for him to confirm the address first before the doctor could get there.
“I saw the house and watched for about thirty minutes,” Henry answered the doctor.
“You didn’t see anything about Rex?”
“None for now,” Henry answered as he turned again. “But we are sure to know everything we need to know tomorrow because we’d go to the exact flat number.”
“But you don’t sound so confident, is there a problem?”
“There’s no problem actually,” Henry said with a sigh. “Just that the location doesn’t look like somewhere Rex would have chosen to stay.”
“Why do you say so?” The doctor squinted at his face, already getting worried.
“It’s too open for someone like Rex who’s gonna be hiding,” Henry said and landed his gaze on the doctor’s face. He proceeded towards the doctor slowly. “I made an order at the reception and they’re bringing your dinner for you.” He said after stopping in front of the doctor. He placed his hand on the doctor’s shoulder and shook him gently. “Sleep well and worry about nothing, we would sort it all out tomorrow.”
The doctor stood on the same spot until he heard the door open and close. He closed his eyes and drew in a breath.
Henry entered into his room and walked straight to the table, he opened up his laptop and clicked on the power button before sitting. Then he took out his phone and dialed Cole’s number.
“I’m about to log in,” he said into the phone. “I hope you’ve sent the mail already.”
“Yes boss, it’s all in the mail.”
“Thanks,” Henry replied and dropped the call.
He placed the phone on the table and stared at the laptop’s screen while he waited for it to complete the booting process. His mind flashed back to Kala.
He had located the building situated at the address given to him by Dominic. It was a fifteen storey building, one of the highest buildings in the town. He did not move close to the building but only walked around the area. From his observation, he noted that the place was a busy commercial area and the particular building was made of different segments. The building had offices and shops in front but residential sections including flats and single rooms at the other sides. The area was not just a busy one but the building itself was also busy. It got Henry wondering why Rex would have chosen such a place to hide himself. He only had two options coming to his mind, it was either Rex had a really good reason for staying in the building or if he had just dropped the address in the document with the lawyer to ensure no one would be able to trace him through the address. If the second option was correct, Henry was sure Rex must have left him a message there, or something to direct him to his current location.
The laptop finished booting and Henry clicked open the browser immediately and he clicked into the navigation box to input his email service url. He logged in immediately the page loaded and waited for his messages to be displayed.
The inbox loaded and he located the message from Cole and clicked on it. Following the short instruction in the mail, he began to download the attachments immediately.
Cole had called him earlier to inform him about their new discoveries which included a dangerous bomb ignition device which the Red Wolves were working on. The device was unnamed yet but it’s purpose was already clearly stated, it was being designed to make it possible for bombs to be detonated without the presence of a Red Wolves Agent at the place.
Henry clicked open the first attachment which was an image. It showed the device and the dimensions. It was a rectangular 10 by 3cm box with a 2 by 2cm handle on top. At both sides of the handle on the top were 9 by 9 by 1 cm screens which were labeled sensors. Henry zoomed the image to have a closer look at the sensors but he got a blur image. He closed the image and checked the other three images which were part of the attachment to see if one of the images showed the full properties of the sensor. He got what he needed in the third picture he opened and he began to study it. The image was that of the magnified sensor with it’s subcomponents well labeled.
“This is crazy,” Henry muttered under his breath. He had never seen anything of such, he had only heard of how it was being planned for the future and also knew that the FOX chemical engineering department was working on something like that. The department had however predicted that their research and analysis could take over two years to complete.
He viewed the two other images briefly before he switched to the word document in the attachment to read the details included by Cole in it before returning to check the images again.
It took him over twenty minutes to carefully study the four-paged document and he could not but admit that the Wolves had geniuses working for them, one of which was Antonio Carlos who was still in captivity. He imagined what it would be like having Antonio Carlos turn against the Wolves but he knew it was almost impossible for that to happen. Men like Antonio Carlos and Vincent Shawn had been through a lot and must have had strong reasons for joining the Wolves, it would therefore be difficult or even impossible to get them to turn back.
From the document, he learnt that the sensors were being designed to respond to specific sounds. They were being built in such a way that they could be programmed to trigger explosions after the mention of a particular word at a specific volume or after being heard at a programmed number of times. That was not all, but the explosives were also being worked upon to be packaged in none-harmful-looking cases that would ease their portability and make less suspicious innocent people transport them without asking questions.
He heaved a sigh as he rested his back in the seat and stared at the screen. He thought about all he had read and noticed that the whole ongoing process was not being done from one location. The explosives themselves were being worked upon in a different location, the attractive cases were being worked upon in another location and all the other major components were being produced in different places.
Henry chuckled as he made a realization. The Wolves were truly being ran by highly strategic and intelligent people and could not be underestimated. A casual organization would have brought together all the people working on the explosive device project to one location to make the job faster but the Wolves had split them. It appeared as an unreasonable decision to the normal person but it made plenty of sense to Henry. If it had been done in the “reasonable way”, then it would have been possible to destroy the whole process easily and at once but now that it had been split and the major operations were being carried out in different locations, it made it very impossible.
A call from Cole distracted him from his thoughts. He sat up and picked his phone from the table.
“Have you seen it boss?” Cole asked from the other end.
“Yes, I just finished going through the mail.” Henry replied. “When did you extract this?”
“Yesterday, from Vincent Shawn’s laptop.” Cole replied. “It was an unedited encrypted raw document, I was able to decrypt it late this morning.”
“You’re doing a good job, please keep up the speed.” Henry commended.
“Thank you boss,” Cole replied. His smile could be felt by Henry over the phone. “So, I have been checking through the cache and I would soon be able to come up with more information but I called to find out if there’s anything you were able to identify from what you read. If there is, it will help us move faster.”
“No Cole, nothing yet. I’ll tell you when I find any.” Henry answered.
“Okay boss,” Cole said and ended the call.
El Deols, Anthanna.
For over twenty minutes drive, Sheila and Adrian maintained an awkward silence in the car. Adrian kept glancing at her from time to time but she didn’t return his glances and did not utter a word. Her mind had been busy all through and the only reasonable explanation that came to her mind for what she did in the eatery was her times of training with Henry. She remembered him particularly teaching her how to throw punches and hit the victim at the right place.
The thoughts of Henry coming back to her mind totally changed her mood. She suddenly began to wish he was still with her in Anthanna. She began to imagine what would have happened if he had never regained his memory, maybe he would have remained happy with her and she too happy with him but, it was only wishful thinking, the reality was that Henry was out there pursuing vengeance for his long dead wife who he has not stopped and probably would never stop loving.
The sound of the horn brought Sheila back to her senses and she suddenly realized that they had gotten to her house and the car was already parked in her compound. She turned her face to Adrian and caught him staring at her with a narrow and weak look.
“I’m sorry Adrian,” she said before she opened the door to step out.
Adrian suddenly grabbed her by the arm before she could step out. She turned to look at him.
“Is everything okay?” He asked in a calm voice, the look on his face expressing his deep concern.
“Yes,” she closed her eyes and let out a breath. She stepped back into the car and closed the door. She squeezed his palm in hers. “Adrian, I’m sorry for ending tonight’s outing on an embarrassing note. That guy is crazy, please ignore everything he said.”
Adrian did not respond immediately but stared into her eyes deeply for a while before letting out a breath calmly. “Of course, I wasn’t listening to him. I knew he was crazy,” he replied, managing to put on a light smile.
“Thanks,” Sheila smiled back at him. “And thanks for today, it was a nice evening. Do have a goodnight rest,” she released his hands and opened the door.
“Goodnight Sheila,” Adrian replied and the smile on his face completely disappeared as he watched her walk into the house. He did not have a nice evening and knew she didn’t have one too. Indeed, nothing was nice about the evening except for the meal. He was not only rejected once again by her but he also saw a side of her he had never known.
“Remember you cannot make any mistake, if you don’t get killed, I’ll kill you myself.” Hutton said into the phone before he dropped the call. He dropped the phone close to the headboard and stared into the mirror facing him directly at the wall beside the wardrobe in the hotel room.
He neatly observed his looks again and his body shape. He was still in shape and could still feel the strength of his bones under his skin. He was about to get back to action again and he knew he still had it in him as before. As an experienced man of war with deadly skills and mastery in the use of weapons, he knew the perfect match for Agent Rex of the FOX was no one else but him.
He made a swift turn and rolled into the bed, covering himself with the blanket. His hand reached for the switch above the headboard and he turned off the light. He adjusted himself and was about to lay his head on the pillow when his phone rang.
His hand reached for the phone and he checked the caller, it was Kahn.
He answered and placed it close to his ear. “Kahn, ain’t you sleeping tonight?”
“I was about to sleep but I thought I should let you know that Carl Winston and his men probably have all data and materials Antonio and Vincent have been working upon for us.”
“Why do you say so?” Hutton asked, his voice as confident as usual.
“Men suspected to be Carl Winston’s men visited Vincent Shawn’s home disguised as FOX Agents, they had access to his computer and some of his properties and also got into his office at his security firm.”
“Well, that’s expected.” Hutton replied. “Carl Winston is out digging information about us and I expected him to do something of such.”
“Is that you have to say about it?” Kahn asked, after being quiet for some seconds expecting Hutton to say more.
“What else is there to say?” Hutton replied nonchalantly. “You worry too much Kahn, you of all people shouldn’t be worried about taking care of Carl Winston. If it was possible to take care of his friend Rex, why won’t we get Carl now that he’s alone?”
“You just talk like these things are so easy,” Kahn sighed.
“It’ll be easy man,” Hutton replied. “But Carl is actually going faster than I expected, I think he’s got a great team working with him. Nevertheless, we’d get him sooner than he expects.”
“I believe you Hutton but I must ask this again, don’t you think we should really take a break now from our operations like you suggested at the meeting?
“Well, do you think so?”
“I don’t know, you suggested it at the meeting but asked us to wait and watch for a while but now that we have already seen that Carl Winston is going faster than he should, he discovered our explosives factory and he’s not about to drop. Who knows what he is discovering again from the details he got from Vincent Shawn? I would agree with you that the time for the break is now.”
“He can’t discover more than he should from the details, we disconnected Vincent and Shawn from us already. But we should really take a break,” Hutton said and paused as he heard a sigh of relief from Kahn. “But an indefinite break with surprise attack operations along the line.”
“I don’t get you Hutton,” Kahn came again with a raised tone.
“We do not have to let Carl know we took a break, so we would only stop our major attacks but continue the lesser ones.”
“Oh! Sounds okay still,” Kahn agreed.
“Great! So, have a goodnight rest.”
“You too, hard man.”
El Deols, Anthanna.
Sheila’s eyes refused to close thirty minutes after laying in the bed to sleep. She kept staring in darkness at the ceiling above with her mind filled with thoughts of Henry. She had been trying her best to forget about him and had been doing well by distracting herself with so much work and Adrian until that evening when Stan had showed up. Thoughts of Henry had suddenly taken over her again to the extent that she had to fight hard the temptation of calling him on phone that night.
As she laid there sleeplessly, she kept asking herself questions if she would ever get to see him again and if he would be the former Henry she knew or if he would be colder to her if she eventually see him again. She couldn’t keep her mind at rest.
Henry laid still in the bed five minutes after leaving the bathroom. He had gone in there just to take a shower but ended up spending over fifteen minutes there. Not because the bathroom was comfortable but because his mind wandered away.
Immediately he entered to take a shower was when he began to hear sounds coming from the next room. The hotel as expected in a rural area had less sound proofed walls which allowed some sounds to be heard in neighbouring rooms during the silent night.
The neighbouring room was obviously occupied by a couple and they had started first with giggles and laughs which brought back to Henry’s mind his special times with Sarah his wife. He remembered again how they used to play together a lot and also with their son Kellar. Soon, the sounds he heard in the bathroom reduced and he began to take his shower only for him to start hearing sounds again before he finished. This time, they weren’t sounds of playing again but moanings from pleasure.
And even as he laid in his bed sleeplessly, the sounds continued but his mind was far away from there and thoughts of his wife had been unexplainably replaced by another woman. He couldn’t tell how it happened but he just realized Sheila’s picture had taken over that of his wife which he was seeing.
He wondered how lonely Sheila would be feeling and how hurt she would feel anytime she thought of him. His hand touched his phone where he placed it beside his pillow. He picked it and unlocked it quickly. He opened his dialpad and typed in Sheila’s number. He stared at the screen for a while before he finally dialed.
“No,” he shook his head after three seconds and cut the call immediately. “I shouldn’t be doing this,” he said to himself and dropped the phone immediately.
He closed his eyes feeling deep restlessness and his hands squeezed the bedsheets tightly underneath.
To be continued