Ultio's List

Chapter 13

       Amber was lost in thought as she wondered what to do next. She couldn't just walk up to his front door like Miss Tosin because he was a family man. She also had no idea how his schedule was and when he was going out or into his house.

   Her mother opened her room door slightly and sighed as she saw her daughter's focus on her books. 

   "That's enough already." She said, walking into the room. She closed the book and kept it on her desk.

   "But mum.." Amber protested in a faint voice but her mother shook her head.

   "Not happening. You need to stretch your body." She said before a light bulb went off in her head. "You know what? Go to the Mart and get me two packs of spaghetti." 

   "Mum, I thought you bought a carton of those the other time." Amber complained.

   "Right.. go to the bakery and buy a loaf of bread."

   "Bread?" Amber asked baffled.

    "Yep. Freshly baked in all its hotness." Her mother smiled proudly making Amber cringe.

   "Never said that again mum." She sighed before agreeing to go. She wore her beanie and took money from her mother.

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    Amber thanked the cashier and was about to leave when she saw Dorothy come in.

   "Hey Amber." Dorothy greeted cheerily. Amber gave her a small smile. "I didn't know we lived in the same area."

   "Me neither." She said in a soft voice. Amber was about to leave before Dorothy began with her talk but it was already too late.

   "Did you hear?" Amber almost groaned. She knew Dorothy was a chronic talkative and she could talk to anyone, anywhere and at anytime. 

    "I have to.."

    "The police are in Mr Nonso's house." Dorothy said at the same time, shutting her up. Amber's attention was fully on the girl as she wondered what exactly she was talking about.

   "Why?" She asked.

    "Don't you follow the site?" Dorothy asked in a whisper and Amber shook her head in negation. Dorothy sighed as she dragged Amber's hand and led her to one of the chairs in the bakery.

   "Little preacher posted Mr Nonso's address on the site for Ultio to see. So I think the police somehow found out about the arrangement so they are patrolling around our street and guarding the house. I saw them on my way here." Dorothy explained, "What have you been doing?" She asked in exasperation.

    Amber let the information sink in and she felt anger brewing in her. She detested the fact that the police found out about the site and the worst part was that they were trying to protect a menance.

   "What do you think Ultio will do? It's very sad that the police found out. What if they catch Ultio? This is very bad." Dorothy complained.

   Amber collected herself and gave her a small smile. "I know right? Um.. I need to go. My mum sent me on an errand. Sorry." She said. Her naturally soft voice even became lower as the new information weighed her down.

   She took a walk down the street and stopped at the address she saw on the site. True to Dorothy's words, there were police cars all over the compound and she sighted a couple of officers around. She quickly turned around and headed back home.

   "You're back." Her mum said but Amber just nodded and dropped the plastic bag containing the bread on the kitchen island. She walked back to her room and locked the door.

    Her fist balled in anger as she almost punched the wall behind her. She stalked to her textbooks and tore them in anger. What do I do? How do I get to Mr Nonso? Stupid police! She thought. She logged into the site and scrolled through the recent posts and comments. They are revolved around the more requests for Ultio to listen to their pleas. A new comment caught her eyes and she scoffed.

   "I heard Mr Nonso's wife is going to a church retreat tomorrow. So he might be home alone. Isn't this a perfect timing Ultio? Please hear us Ultio."

~@ok_student.

     Amber furrowed her eyebrows. She had a feeling that something was odd about the message. She checked the username and realized that it was the same user that previously asked Ultio to stop the killing.

   If the police had found out about the plan and address of the next teacher, it meant two things. One, someone was a whistleblower among the users and two, the police were going undercover. The two options both resulted to the same thing and Amber decided to beat the police at their own game. She cracked her knuckled and typed out a reply.

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   Okoye waited for a reply or at least for people to notice what he said and trend his message. Hopefully, the message reaches the perfect person, Ultio. A new message came in and he rushed to read it.

 "OMG!! That's perfect. Please guys share this message so Ultio can see this. It might be helpful to him."

~@blackrose21

   Okoye grinned as more and more people began to spread the message. If the plan went as he hoped then he had to prepare for the psycho killer.

    "Jamaal I've sent out the bait." He said and his partner cheered, "tell the officers to return the cars to the station and come back in their ordinary clothes. We have a twenty four hours survey and we must catch the killer."

   "I feel sad about this though. The man we are protecting is a disgusting pedophile and we're covering him instead of throwing him behind bars." Jamaal complained in a low voice as he looked at the middle aged man who sat worriedly in the living room.

  "That's part of the plan. We're catching two birds with a stone: the killer and the pedophile." Okoye explained.

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    Amber scrolled through Facebook in search for a particular profile. The profile had gone viral among her classmates almost a year ago. She smiled as she finally found the name she was looking for. She opened the pictures and saw the old ones intact and even new ones. She took a screenshot of all of them and searched for another profile.

    She copied the phone number on the second profile into another phone and saved it. When she was done, she felt a burden leave her shoulders. She laid back down on her bed with a smile on her face. If she couldn't go to the mountain then the mountain would come to her.

   
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