Fatalveli: Mr. Handie, shey make I control sallah meat 4 u b4 u updates so dat u go use am step down with five alive.... Baba suppose enjoy nah

That one follow too... Oya sharp sharp

Onemansquad:
bt no mor spoon sha so we wil b pasin dis spoon round bt no cheating oo

I agree.. So who goes first?

Mention:
That one follow too... Oya sharp sharp

Mention:
I agree.. So who goes first?

see dem?..hungry squirrels..

me sef go like meat ooo...
and btw, where is Handie

Mention:
I agree.. So who goes first?

Me 1st, handie 2nd for supplyin ingredients, "U"..and lastly labaski

Onemansquad:
Me 1st, handie 2nd for supplyin ingredients, "U"..and lastly labaski

am not interested..fatalveli is bringing meat for me..

labaski:
see dem?..hungry squirrels..

me sef go like meat ooo...
and btw, where is Handie

He went to buy popcorn na

Onemansquad:
Me 1st, handie 2nd for supplyin ingredients, "U"..and lastly labaski

Oya.. Handie z not here, so I would take his portion..

Mention:
He went to buy popcorn na

ok..he shud come quick quick ooo..Smilingangel45, abeg come siddon for front seat and enjoy ds aus..

Mention:

Oya.. Handie z not here, so I would take his portion..

thief,

labaski:
ok..he shud come quick quick ooo..Smilingangel45, abeg come siddon for front seat and enjoy ds aus..

...thank you oga mention and stormbucci

Fatalveli:
Mr. Handie, shey make I control sallah meat 4 u b4 u updates so dat u go use am step down with five alive.... Baba suppose enjoy nah

*wide eye and very big grin* abeg make we talk am for corner. these people eye too dey shine. shey u see as dem dey fight for garri if dem hear this offer, lanre and chike palaver nor go near wetin dem go do me

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THE ADJACENT EPISODE 18: __
Nikky was getting impatient with what seemed
like she was alone and in the dark, with the text
messages and phone calls not coming in. Her
info had stopped streaming and all she knew was
that she was supposed to meet with the Alhaji
himself the day before. She had called Lana but
he didn’t show up and had since refused to get
back to her.
She had planned to go over for a visit in his
house but she’d been having the hunch not to.
She knew something was definitely wrong but
she didn’t know how to find out or who exactly
to meet or call to inquire about the
investigation. Unknown to Nikky, Mohammed had
been killed, hence the break in information flow.
Mohammed had recruited Nikky into his deep
cover with Alhaji Hassim and the operation had
been successful so far.
Staring vaguely outside the window of her 7th
floor room at the Oriental Hotel, she sought to
find inner peace and how to resolve her current
predicament.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a phone call.
She picked up the phone, she couldn’t recognize
the phone number.
Although, ideally she wouldn’t pick unknown
numbers but all the rules were out of the
window at that point.
“Hello”, she said.
“Am I speaking with Nike Osho, handle name
Nikky?” The caller asked.
“Yes. You may proceed”. She replied.
“This is Major General Collins Akpo, I am the
commanding officer for the Nigerian Army
Intelligence which you’re undercover for. Due to
the nature of your assignment, we have decided
to reduce the amount of people in our
department that you can contact. Mohammed,
your handler was your contact with us but he
has been murdered.
Mohammed was a contractor with us, the name
of the Nigerian Army has been slandered so
many times in the unmasking of the anonymous
Alhaji Hassim. We recruited you because of the
confidence we have in your work, also because
of your father’s position.”
Nikky was shocked as to how her father got into
the conversation, she cut in. “Sorry, did you just
mention my father?”
The Major General paused and asked Nikky if he
asked her to speak,
she responded No and he continued.
“As I was saying, as of now we do not have
leads on this case anymore, Mohammed had all
the information we’ve been working on for over
a decade and all his properties have been
confiscated by JTF & S.S.S.
We can move in and repossess the data he got
for us when he contracted for us but we do not
want things to get out of hand because, very
soon people will start asking questions and by
then we would already be in the media.
We would be suspected as the sponsor of the
Alhaji Hassim’s operations for the umpteenth
time. The reason I’m calling is to inform you
that, I will be the new handler for this operation.
From now on, your data stream comes from me,
I will text you what you require to proceed with
the rest of the operation. JTF’s Chike Onihevo is
the lead man on this operation, we will be
secretly stealing information from him, this
assignment is extremely covert.
We have an intel that they already hit one of
Alhaji Hassim’s hideout and they will be hitting
another. I’m also working on how to get you
into his area since he has never met you and I’m
sure you can blend into other situation. Do you
understand me? Do you still have the asset
intact as well?”
“Yes sir, he’s still with me “ Nikky replied.
“I will contact you with more details as they
unfold” The Major General said and the line went
dead.
WOW!!!! Nikky said when the conversation ended,
she laughed to herself as the Major General ran
through the whole conversation as if he had
rehearsed it like a speech. She felt a lot better
now that she had been kept in the loop.
” This Chike Onihevo name seems to ring a bell.
Since all this is clear now, maybe I can return to
the luxury of my own home”. She thought to
herself...... Fatalvelli, I still dey wait for my salah meat o

Mention:

Oya.. Handie z not here, so I would take his portion..

Mention chop d meat make u bellyfull o. no more pop corn for u bro

bros we waiting 4 d meat o *Sharpenin ma knife*
#Barbecue tinx loading

handie:
Mention chop d meat make u bellyfull o. no more pop corn for u bro

No vex na... Na Garri we bin dey drag... No be meat ooo

Urmm... Just came across this work. And its just good stuff

U r doing a nice job here @handie....cnt wait 4 d nxt update, make u fire on dey go nothing do u

U r doing a nice job here @handie....cnt wait 4 d nxt update, make u fire on dey go nothing do u *pours sand in d garri nd pick race*

iphie17:
*pours sand in d garri nd pick race*

hmmm. this thing that you just did. diarris God o* in a tearful voice I will tell my mummy.* *in the voice of Alhaji Hassim Mention, labaski and onemansquad, catch Iphie and feed her with that sandy garri*

Mention:

No vex na... Na Garri we bin dey drag... No be meat ooo

u been just wan sideline me for d ministry na

So far, this has been real fun for me. I hope it has been fun or a near fun experience for u guys. I love the way we all play and joke in this thread. That's what really makes it lively. please let's keep it up. even in the absence of an update, let's keep up the fun. 早抖 (jóutáu)

handie:
u been just wan sideline me for d ministry na

Shebi if Oga no dey, Akpan go take over!!!

iphie17:
U r doing a nice job here @handie....cnt wait 4 d nxt update, make u fire on dey go nothing do u *pours sand in d garri nd pick race*

Gets a sniffing dog and goes after Him/Her

handie:
hmmm. this thing that you just did. diarris God o* in a tearful voice I will tell my mummy.* *in the voice of Alhaji Hassim Mention, labaski and onemansquad, catch Iphie and feed her with that sandy garri*

Already doing that

handie:
So far, this has been real fun for me. I hope it has been fun or a near fun experience for u guys. I love the way we all play and joke in this thread. That's what really makes it lively. please let's keep it up. even in the absence of an update, let's keep up the fun. 早抖 (jóutáu)

No lele

Mention:

Shebi if Oga no dey, Akpan go take over!!!

no be when oga wan go buy wetin Akpan and d entire household go chop

Mention:

Gets a sniffing dog and goes after Him/Her

she's gonna know we don't play with our garri when we're through with her

jeez my precious gari i sufered 2 prepare...#whr is d bouncer...

Bouncer! Bouncer!! abg gv me dt ur gun *cocks d gun nd goes afta iphie* i go Bleep u up 2da

handie:
she's gonna know we don't play with our garri when we're through with her

Exactly

handie:
no be when oga wan go buy wetin Akpan and d entire household go chop

All join.. You bin no dey sha so I took over!!

Onemansquad:
jeez my precious gari i sufered 2 prepare...#whr is d bouncer...

Bouncer! Bouncer!! abg gv me dt ur gun *cocks d gun nd goes afta iphie* i go Bleep u up 2da

emmm, abeg temper justice with mercy make we just give her 50 lashes of that koboko with 5 different branches.

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THE ADJACENT EPISODE 19: Chike had put together a 6 man tactical unit to
visit the new address which was somewhere
along Bourdillon drive.
His body had been stitched and he wasn’t 100%
fit but in these situations he knew he still had to
push forward. The memory of Lanre diving into
him with a head-butt still stayed on his mind.
How could he have lost his guard as easily as
that?
This detective work had lessened his combat
awareness skill.
They arrived Bourdillon street, the house was an
architectural masterpiece, Chike rung the bell at
the gate and a voice came on the speaker;
“Who is that?” The voice was that of an elderly
man.
Chike answered “We’re here to speak with the
owner of this house, we’re from the Joint Task
Force”.
The speaker went silent and a few seconds later,
the automatic door opened.
The JTF cars moved in, a saloon car and another
Toyota Hilux.
Chike approached the gateman and asked for the
occupants of the house. The gateman was an
elderly but vibrant man who smiled a lot, he
tried to convince Chike that the owner of the
house were good people but Chike moved past
him to the front of the house. A few knocks on
the door and the maid came up to the door,
opened it and allowed them in.
The gateman was still standing with Chike as
they entered the house while the five other
assault team members were standing in the
compound. The gateman kept throwing himself
infront of Chike but by this time, the owner of
the house and his wife came downstairs to
ascertain why so much noise was emanating
from their living room. Chike could hear his
voice inquiring what the problem was.
The owner of the house was young, probably in
his mid 40s’, looked wealthy, several pictures of
him and his family on the wall. His wife looked
so exotic that there was no way she could’ve
been Nigerian. She certainly looked Asian.
As he descended from the stairs, Chike’s mind
was racing fast as he was close to uncovering
the identity of Alhaji Hassim. When he got to the
living room, he called the gateman and his maid
to the other part of the living room and went in
Chike’s direction.
Introducing himself, he started.
“Hi, you’re …” Inquiring who Chike was.
“My name is Major Chike Onihevo, I’m with the
JTF” Chike responded.
“Hi Chike, my name is Emmanuel Chukwuemeka
Okechukwu”.
Emmanuel spoke in the clearest and distinctive
of all accents.
“What is this about, it’s 6AM in the morning”
Emmanuel continued. “
I am here under the direct orders from the
Presidency to bring you into our office for
questioning” Chike said.
“Orders? What is this about? ” Emmanuel
asked.
“Its about Oil bunkery and that’s all I’m allowed
to tell you” Chike answered.
“What in God’s name is this? I am a successful
Architect, I studied in the United Kingdom, I have
done different jobs for several international
companies in four different continents of the
World.Why will I be into Oil bunkering?
My father is one of the major shareholders in
Nigeria Breweries, which tells you that even if
I’m broke, there is family wealth to support me.
There must be a mixup somewhere”. Emmanuel
tried to defend himself.
“I’m sure you’re right but we can discuss this at
length when we get to our office”. Chike replied
The gateman jumped into the conversation
again, pointing to his boss as he spoke “My Oga
dey innocent, he’s a nice man, he no dey do bad
thing. Leave am alone”
Chike wasn’t inclined to answer the gateman but
he noticed the gateman was wearing a limited
edition Rolex wristwatch. He wanted to question
it but seeing the way the gateman was attesting
for his boss, he judged it as a gift given to him
by his boss.
Emmanuel’s wife as a lawyer was quoting
international law but she didn’t have the license
to practice law in Nigeria.
Chike replied her “Madam, this is Nigeria, your
law quotes will not work here, my advice is for
you to get his lawyers to meet us up at our
office.”
Emmanuel finally agreed to go with them, he got
into the sedan car and they zoomed off. The
wife got busy on the phone, she called everyone
they knew and were close to in Nigeria, South
Africa, London and the United States.