AFTER 168 HOURS [BOOK 2,168 HOURS SERIES]

Chapter 11: A Perfect Plan

Alhaji Musa grabbed his phone and s rolled through the thousand contacts that here saved on it. With his clean, reading glasses on, he strained his eyes to search the names. He'd actually forgotten the name he used to save his boys. It's been a while since he last called for their attention. But now, needed them so much. Anyone of them could do the job perfect.

Scorpion.

'Yes, scorpion.’ He muttered as he called the number.

It rang for a while with an electronic sound. He didn't pick.

Ring! Ring!! Ring!!!

Finally, Scorpion picked the call.

"Hello!" A thick musculine voice muttered over the phone

"Am I speaking with scorpion please?"

"Yes. Who's this?"

"It's  me, Alhaji Musa. I have a job for you."

"But I'm out of doing those kinds of jobs. I thought I told you. I'm no longer into killings anymore."

"I'm not asking you to kill, I just need you to kidnap someone for me, fool!"

"I'm busy sir, please give the job to someone else or delete my number." About to cut the call he heard the Alhaji saying something...

"I'll pay you 2 million naira."

"Make it 5 mil"

"No, I'm so dry now. I'll pay 4."

"Okay then, when and where."

"Where are you now?"

"I'm in Lugbe."

"Okay, good. I need you to stop them on the road and collect my son. They are two girls and sisters. I don't want anyone dead, I just want my son back.  He's about 6 years old. Please, don't shoot anyone." He warned.

"Okay sir. So what about the boy?"

"Don't worry, I'll meet you in your hideout. And I'll bring the cash for you there as well. It's meet 4:00 p.m. sharp."

"Okay." Scorpion cuts the call and thinks of what next to do. What strategy to use.  Well, he got prepared for the operation and took his guy, Mario.

The wore black singlets along with black masks and fake guns just to scare the hell out of the girls and not to mistakenly shoot.

After the call, Alhaji Musa felt so relieved. He just couldn't wait to hold his son. If possible, meet him and sponsor him. Treat him the was a father would. If only that was possible. Alhaji Musa was just elated, he was feeling fortunate, indeed.

After the party, Humaira and Zainab took some takeaways along with them. It was such an awesome event and everyone had fun. Hadee Las licking an ice cream, Zainab wanted to collect it from him but he ran towards his mum, holding her as if his life depends on her alone.

"You guys and your rough play. C'mon, let's go. It's getting late." Humaira mentioned as they got into the car. About to start the car, call entered.

It was from the firm she wanted to serve.

"Hello sir." Humaira said as she picked the call.

"Attorney Winifred is around. There's an urgent meeting we would like to have with you, Humaira. Can you come immediately?"

"Okay sir, I'd be there in less than 30 minutes." She muttered and cuts the call. She let out a deep sigh as she drops her phone.

"What is it sis, hope all is well."