Being shocked at this moment would have been an understatement, it wasn't him, it was someone else.. from a little glimpse of the guy who was seemingly trying to kill her, she knew it wasn't him, does that mean she now has two people who're trying to kill her, ...why?...
Are you okay Izeblle" she asked her colleague who was just as startled as she was..
"yeah I guess, are you?.. Izebelle answered, both of them still trying to recover."I'll be fine".. she replied..
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Everyone was now gathered in the hallway of the gallery, the cops reached a few moments ago trying to capture the individual responsible, but nothing... they found no one, the entire building was searched, there was no sign of him.
They both were queried all the necessary questions and as usual, officers being useless they were done with the investigation with no finding, Hope wasn't surprised. She knew she had to take matters into her own hands now, nobody and no one is going to help but him, she needs to contact him as soon as she can.
This has been going on for far too long for Hope to just sit around and watch, she tried her hardest to stay away from all this but looks like violence doesn't want to stay away from her...
Everything returned back to normal after a few hours of havoc, herself and Izebble were dismissed for the day to rest, but for Hope, the day was just beginning, because of her an innocent soul could've been hurt and withstanding it anymore would be an insult on her part..
As soon as she went home, she took out her laptop, hidden away in her cupboard, ..it's been a long time.. Hope reckoned to herself, trying to get him on the call was a task, it took her a few hours before she finally reached him.
"Someone attacked me and I need to know, who?, I can't sit here and wait for your orders anymore" she ascertained.
"Hello, Baby girl," ... after a long pause of none of them saying anything and Hope rolling her eyes, he continued... "I told you to wait didn't I, what part of waiting you don't get, I warned you.. people would come after you if you made one wrong move and that's exactly what you did, you idiot" the sweet, warm yet intimidating voice pierced through Hope's in-ears.
Even though they have been talking on and off for years, yet his voice made Hope shiver every time, getting used to it wasn't possible at all, the sweet honeyed voice that sounded like it can brighten up your entire day yet kill you slowly, without trying...
"Look I've told you before, if you are going to keep me in the dark about the shit that is happening around me, and expect me to just sit around, then I'm bound to act irrationally, now if you want to help then you are more then welcome to, if not I'm doing it on my own" hope retorted back
"You think whatever you are doing is smart, then think again baby girl, all you are going to do is get yourself in trouble, and I'm not going to bail you out this time" he declared as calm as ever, which made her angrier.
First, stop calling me that, second, I really need to know who was it, I'm sure it wasn't an attack to scare me, that man wanted me dead, and I need to know who and why, Okay, besides my friend could've gotten hurt if I hadn't responded quickly and third I don't need you to bail me out, I'm fine on my own honey"... she reacted...
"The work that we do, it should've been known by now that there will be people out there, who want us dead if you aren't conscious of that by now, then I've news for you" the voice affirmed.
I just want an address and we can finish this, first and foremost, find out who entered and exited the building during the time, the attack transpired, hack the cameras and look for a guy in all black carrying an M16, in buildng no 604, located opposite the gallery, and we can trace his movements through the CCTV stationed on that street, there were a total of 10 cameras, two of them weren't functioning but the other eight would give us a pretty detailed view of the guy" Hope surveyed through all the details she'd recalled of the guy and the streets outside the gallery that could lead her to him...
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