Securing The Bag (The Lagos Hustle)

Treasure Hunting

Chapter 1

FUOYO

It was hard to tell what time we landed, but it felt like 3 or 4 hours later.Everywhere was pitch black and I sat still and tried to calm my nerves as the helicopter began it's  slow descent, in a cleared area, whipping up blades of grass.

"okay you guys....if you're lucky we may find it here and you can all return to your old lives" The taller man said, Pointing his gun at Kanaku and instructing him to hop down from the chopper

"can you stop pointing that thing at me, unless you plan to use it then do it once and for all otherwise put that rubbish away and let's focus on the real serious matter like finding the location." Kanaku snapped and I held my breath

To my surprise the man complied, he seemed a lot more reasonable and grounded than the short bloodthirsty looking psycho

"fine...we have a camp already set up beyond those hills. We get 2 hours rest and by first light we move and you lead us to the next sight....move!"

The three of us got down from the helicopter and to my surprise the engine was switched off and the blades gradually ceased their fast rotation. The short gunmen called Jango shouted at the pilot, "fifteen minutes tops they'll be here to retrieve the equipment and you can take off"

"roger that"

We walked for about 15 minutes until we came to the foot of a hill which could very well be a mountain for all I knew. They led us round the hill to the other side and I was amazed at what I saw. Two large tents joined together with a seperating material zippable door, it was well lit with energy light bulbs, from a huge generator humming a few feet away, almost noiseless. There were boxes of canned food and other boxes with sophisticated looking equipment I had never seen before. One of the tents had roll up camp beds and mosquito nets with canned and cartons of foodstuffs, while the other housed the equipments. There were computer screens and laptops attached to thousands of wires which all seemed to connect to the biggest computer screen I'd ever seen in my life. It was manned by a smallish man in reading glasses and rolled up sleeves to his elbows. He wasn't alone however. There were about four more men, and I noticed two were dressed in the same combat gear as our trackers, with scary looking rifles hung across their shoulders while the other 2 were shirtless, sitting on some boxes and smoking cigarets. They looked more like foremen, for heavy lifting and probably setting up the tents and I was right, because Jango immediately barked at them. "Hey A and B! all you do is smoke all day and eat corned beef....the pilot is waiting for you at the field, go get the detectors and gears from the helicopter....and make sure you load it all tonight cause we leave very early tomorrow!"

"shun sir!" They both squashed their cigarette butts with their boots and immediately left the tent without even sparing us a glance.

Jessy and Kanaku had come to stand beside me and we observed them leave, before turning our gaze warily to the four armed gun men and then with interest to the man hunched over the computer.

"Hey...Scholari get your eyes off the screen for a second, our guests are here" one of the gunmen barked at him

The smallish man turned his head to glance at us for the barest second before returning his attention to the screen. He hurriedly hit a couple of buttons expertly then pushed his glasses up his nose once more then finally stood up straight and regarded us.

"it's a big pleasure to meet you all....I hope we really have a good time working together and making history"

He held his hand for a shake even though he was a couple of feet away from us, then he made a strange move, moving his clasped palm vigorously in an arc, as if from that alone he had given us some kind of telepathic handshake.