Eight: The Science Project

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Kiki definitely couldn't go back to her place, because she knew that it would already be under watch. She had a secure and untraceable phone line, but she also couldn't call anyone she knew in order not to endanger their lives; she was certain that their phone calls would be tapped. It was better safe than sorry.

She abandoned her utility vehicle at the office after taking her utility bag and tools kit, then flagged down and boarded a commercial motorbike to nowhere in particular. The rider took her far away to a remote area, then she alighted and asked him to wait for her. She walked to a secure corner before digging into the white book for answers.

She didn't find any reason stated by the client for wanting Mekus Money dead, and he truly didn't seem to be in any shady business. However, the client had no name. What was stated in the white book was simply a strange-looking code. Kiki immediately dialled Mekus Money, and he answered just after the first ring as if he had been desperate for a phone call.

"It's Kiki," she said, as soon as he answered. "Are you safe?"

"At the moment, yes," he responded. "I'm with a childhood friend. Femi Kingsmate."

"Does anyone know you're there?"

"Apart from him, no one else knows. I didn't even call him, I just showed up here."

"Good. Did you tell him anything?"

"No."

"That's better, and I don't think you were followed."

"Followed?" Mekus Money sounded frightened.

"The organization sent someone else after you. I overheard her. She plans to put a bullet in your head."

Mekus Money didn't say anything at first, but Kiki knew he was scared. After swallowing painfully, he spoke. "Did you find any answers?"

"No and half-yes," she said. "There's no reason stated for wanting you dead, so it makes things difficult, but at least I know you're not into anything funny. As for the client, there was no name, just a code. The Science Project."

"Say that again?"

"The Science Project," Kiki repeated. "Do you know what that is?"

"Even worse. I know who it is," Mekus Money whispered. "He just walked into the room... Femi Kingsmate."

"Get out of there, right now!"

Kiki heard a click on the phone. Mekus Money had hung up. She felt sudden palpitations for the third time. This time she was worried.

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