The Hyena Code — Continuation 10
Maitama, Abuja. 8:50am
Aisha had tried to leave very early in the morning while the CRO was still asleep. But he had woken up as she was dressing up and had engaged her in a conversation about her background. She had answered his questions smoothly, maybe a little too smoothly. She had not made any demand for money. He was so impressed and pleased he gave her N100,000 cash. He also made sure he collected her number for a possible hook-up later that month.
The CRO smiled as he relived the memories of their sexual encounter.
He had not gone to the pool party after all. Her breasts were his biggest turn-on. He simply could not get enough of them. He had grabbed them at soon as she entered the room, almost tearing her blouse and bra as he tried to set them free and feast on them.
She had smiled, held his head and kissed him as she slowly walked backwards to the bed. She laid down and pulled him down on top of her body. He tried to contain himself as he slowly left a trail of kisses down to her throat, up and around her naked breasts.
First, he gently nibbled on her nipples one after the other, then he swallowed and began to suck gently on her nipples one by one. She started to writhe and twist on the bed, as she reached down and grabbed his manhood. She had gently freed his enlarged member, pulled up her skirt, spread her legs and eased him into her moist spot.
He had been insatiable as he tried to match her thrust for thrust. Over and over, she had grabbed his buttocks and dug in her nails, as he rammed into her again and again. He had briefly thought about what he would say if his wife saw the scratch marks on his buttocks.
After over an hour of a heated sexual session, he thought he was spent and could thrust no more. So he laid down and dozed up. However, she was not done with him yet but allowed him to rest for two or three hours.
He woke up to the feel and sight of her mouth wrapped around his phallus. The gentle, sensual way she had worked on him, brought renewed strength and a larger-than-usual erection. She had smiled, stopped the blow job, and then rode him.
He wished he had done another quickie before she left, but his flight back to Lagos was scheduled to leave by 10am. He had just over an hour to shower, dress, and get to the airport.
His throat felt kind of dry, so he drank water as he hurried off to the bathroom.
Within fifteen minutes, the CRO was on his way to the airport.
“Do you have a sachet of panadol with you?” He asked his personal assistant who was seated beside the driver.
“No sir. What’s the issue sir?”
“I’ve got a slight headache and my throat feels very dry.”
“Probably dehydration and hangover sir.”
“But I didn’t really drink last night.”
“Oh, okay.”
“Can we get to a pharmacy?”
“Okay sir.”
His personal assistant quickly checked Google Maps for the closest pharmacy. Then he turned around and saw the CRO slumped on the back seat. He shouted, “General hospital now!”
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In the bank on the outskirts of Lagos.
Yemi led the HBO out of the office at gunpoint to the corridor between the HBO’s office and the bulk Cash lodgement room. The corridor was directly behind where the bank cashiers were seated in their cubicles, and attending to people in the banking hall.
As they moved towards the back of the cashiers, Uzo nosily came out to the bulk room. Yemi and the HBO turned to face him. Uzo moved like he wanted to approach them. Yemi pushed the HBO towards Uzo and pointed the gun at him. He held the pistol at waist level.
“Take one step and I will shoot you,” Yemi snarled at Uzo. “HBO, tell your guards to disable the…”
Daniel grabbed Yemi from behind in a tight bear hug. He locked Yemi’s arms down by the side and lifted him up from the floor. He then tightened his grip as Yemi wriggled to free himself. Uzo smiled and moved towards them with his fists clenched. Yemi threw the gun on the floor, making it slide away from him. Uzo stopped for a moment and then he moved towards the gun.
Yemi moved his head forward slightly and then swung his head backward hard and fast with force. Yemi’s face cap fell off as the back of his head smashed against Daniel’s face and broke his nose. Daniel yelled in pain and threw Yemi violently against the wall. He careened off the wall and crouched down to catch his breath. Uzo picked up the gun and pointed it at Yemi. Daniel held his bleeding nose and moved to stand beside Uzo.
“On your knees and hands behind your head,” yelled Uzo.
Yemi slowly got to his feet, his hands down by his side, and smiled at them as the gun in Uzo’s hand slowly disintegrated into pieces of wood. Yemi gently slapped the wall behind him with the palm of his right hand. By the time he raised his hand, he had a pistol pointed at Uzo and Daniel.
There was silence in the banking hall as the staff and customers stood and watched in shock and disbelief.
Yemi squeezed the trigger twice and Uzo and Daniel fell to the floor bleeding from their chests. He noticed that the HBO had sneaked back into his office, he followed him and shot the HBO in his thigh. There were shouts and screams as the bank staff cowered under tables and chairs, while some of the customers ran towards the exit door, others laid flat on the floor.
Yemi shot into the air and shouted, “Everybody on the floor now.”
He walked calmly to the unharmed security guards at the door and shot one in the leg. Then Yemi turned to the other one. “Disarm the metal detector doors now!”
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Outside the bank.
The policemen heard the gunshots and shouts from within the bank. They quickly grabbed their weapons and moved towards the entrance. One of the policemen grabbed a walkie-talkie and was trying to communicate with their police station. The three guys with Usman and Tony shot them in the head as the policemen got to the bank’s door. The crowd scattered as everyone ran towards the compound’s gate, while others ran to hide behind parked cars and a few climbed over the fence.
Usman, Tony, and one of the three guys, Dada, entered the banking hall, while the other two, Tito and Titi, stayed outside to guard the gate. Yemi nodded as they moved past him towards the bank vault.
Yemi brought out his phone and dialed a number. “Are you guys in position?”
“Is that how to greet your babe?”
“Hello darling.”
“Hey boo. Yes, we are in position.”
“Good. I don’t want a gunfight with the police. Keep them away.”
“All this firepower and drama for a simple bank job.”
“Sometimes, you need drama to hide a murder.”
To be continued…
Signed
Olumide Holloway (King Olulu)
