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Babatunde Amoussa in "The Mole"

A snippet from the memoir of a Nigerian spy!

(Disclaimer: all characters in this body of work are fictional & solely for entertainment purposes)

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****DSS HQ****
A1: F9 well-done on your last mission bring in Qudus the executioner!
Me: Thank you Ma.
A1: Now that the pleasantries are out of the way, here's why I called you; Qudus is refusing to talk to our interrogation team & says he'd only talk to you because you're

the only person he trusts!
Me: 🤔🤔 OK Ma, I'd get him to talk even if I have to beat it out of him!
A1: Good, we need to know their sponsor so that we can cripple the Bomo sect's finances.
M: consider it done Ma.
A1: You're excused.
M: Thank you Ma.

I made my way to the interrogation room. The interrogation room had no windows, only a door & a big mirror through which people outside could supervise interrogations covertly.
As I entered, Qudus looked up in fright, he seemed pretty shaken up

Me: I'm here now... TALK!
Qudus: I'm not safe here... SOMEONE WILL KILL ME! I WON'T SAY ANYTHING UNLESS YOU GUARANTEE MY SAFETY OR MOVE ME FROM HERE!
I rolled my eyes.
M: If you tell me who your sponsor is I can get my boss to cut you a deal for less severe punishment.
Q:

Q: I know they're listening to our conversation so bring a sheet of paper & a pen so I can give you what you want.
M: I'd get it but don't try anything foolish, I caught you once & I can do it again.
Q:

I left to fetch a pen & paper from my desk on the next floor but on my way back the generator tripped off leaving the entire building in darkness for 5 minutes before the electricity was restored. I made my way back to the interrogation room but the door was Ajar!
Me:

I entered the room only to see the table turned over and Qudus lying on the ground with his head at an awkward angle, his neck had been snapped & he was dead!
My mind started racing & I decided to tell A1 what I'd just seen. I made my way swiftly to the 3rd floor where her

Office was situated. I meet her in the general work area with a small army of armed agents.
Me: Ma, Qudus is dead! Someone killed him! 😨😰
A1: Sade get the medic to confirm this quickly! Tunde how did it happen?
M: I stepped out briefly to get something before the light out

& by the time I got back he was dead! With his neck snapped! 😭
A1: why did you do it? 😐
M: Do what? 😕
A1: kill him?
M: kill him? I DIDN'T KILL ANYONE! 😡
A1: I got an anonymous call just after you left my office about your plans to silence Qudus & details of an offshore

Account in Switzerland in your name that was debited $250,000 yesternight! "I don't know what you're talking about!" I said as I started walking backwards towards the stairs slowly.
A1: You can turn yourself in so that we don't have to take you in forcefully. By the way, who

Sent you?
I knew I wouldn't be able to prove my innocence from detention so I pulled out my Beretta M9 & grabbed Oyinda, an ethical hacker who's desk was just beside me. She was my getaway ticket! In the twinkle of an eye, atleast 50 agents had their guns pointed menacingly at

Us.
M: I wouldn't love to end her life here & now but if you don't allow me leave peacefully, I'd have no choice! 😡
F1: A1 Ma, permission to take him out?
M: TELL YOUR MEN TO PUT THEIR GUNS DOWN!
A1: Drop your guns 😔
They all oblige.
M: I'M LEAVING NOW & NOBODY SHOULD TRY

TO STOP ME OR FOLLOW ME!
using Oyinda as a human shield, we made our way to the car park & into my car. We made our way out of the compound with oyinda driving while I had my gun to her head. 15 minutes into our escape...
M: I'm sorry for involving you in all these! 😔
O: 🙄

M:I needed to get out of there alive to prove my innocence! I didn't kill him, I SWEAR!
O: I believe you... You're definitely not the brightest agent but I know you have integrity!😏
M: you're rude sha 😏😅
O: 😊
O: So how are you planning to exonerate yourself? 😐

M: I'm thinking...
I looked back & saw 3 black SUVs on our tail.
M: STEP ON IT! WE'RE BEING TAILED!
Oyinda accelerated the car at neck breaking speed towards the 3rd mainland bridge with our assailants in hot pursuit. We got to the middle of the bridge & got stuck in a traffic

Jam! I looked back & our assailants were gaining on us.
M: GET OUT OF THE CAR!
O: WHY?!
M: DO YOU WANT TO DIE?
O: NO!
M: THEN GET OUT!
We both alighted from the car as the SUVs came to a halt beside & behind my car.
M: WE'D HAVE TO JUMP INTO THE LAGOON!
O:

O: NO WAY!
I pushed her over the handrail & followed her head-on into the Lagos lagoon!
F1 & his team leaned over the handrails in unbelief looking for our bodies to do some target practice on. After waiting for 30 minutes in futility they left.

****Bank of Makoko****
O: You know you're a piece of shit right? What if I couldn't swim?
M: I'm sorry, that was the best decision I could think of at the time... It paid off, didn't it? 😊
O: So what do we do now?
M: we'd meet an acquaintance of mine briefly & lie low for

A few hours because there would be roadblocks & different law enforcement agencies looking for us.
O: Ok... You owe me big time! 😡
M: I know. 😔

****Nnamdi Ama's Armory (Makoko)****
O: how do you know this guy & why should we trust him?
M: we busted him last year but let

Him go so that he'd be one of our informants.
We were led into a dimly lit room to meet Nnamdi.
Nnamdi: Tunde Amoussa. Tunde Amoussa IN THE FLESH!
Nnamdi:

N: To what do I owe this August visit? 😏😁
M: I was in your area & thought to say Hi. 😊
N: Naso 😏🌚
M: Nnamdi Abeg I need some hardware... A Beretta M9 with 3 full bullet cartridges, a flash grenade & a silencer. 😉
"Are you paying in cash or kind?" Nnamdi said as he cast a

Lustful look at Oyinda.
O: Tunde, please let me kill this guy!
M: in cash. Please give her a laptop & internet so she can transfer from my offshore account.
They gave her a laptop & a modem.
M: Madam hacker, The iron bank in Switzerland set my login details for the account to

My email so pay them Abeg.
O: Ok 🙄
After 10 minutes....
O: Done.
M: I'd need a niqaab for the madam & turban for myself.
N: Add those to their stuff, Chidi.
M: I need a place to stay for a few hours Nnamdi.
N: No wahala, Chidi would take you there.
M: Thank you.
M:

***At the hideout***
The hideout was a small dirty bungalow in a noisy neighborhood.
M: Can you hack into the surveillance unit mainframe to get foot from the generator house?
O: but you know that the generator had been acting up for like 3 days now.
M: clear my doubts Abeg 😌

Oyinda starts typing away on her laptop keyboard while I used a shaving stick to scrap the hair on my head that I'd later use as a beard disguise.
O: Tunde please come... You need to see this!
I stood behind her to see what she wanted to show me on her laptop screen.
M: 😮

M: Isn't that Lucky the Head technician switching off the generator set? 😯
O: yeah, your hunch was right! 😏
M: Get dressed in your niqaab, we're going to pay lucky a visit at home. 😐
O: is it just me or everywhere is suddenly very quiet?
M: Something is wrong!

I rushed over to the window & saw 3 men armed with Ak47s & bullet proof vests approaching our hideout slowly from the front.
Me in a hushed tone: Go into the bedroom now!
I turned off the lights & we both went in to the bedroom, arming myself with the flash grenade.
O:

The Armed men got to the door, broke it down & charged into the sitting room. Instinctively, I pulled the safety pin of the flash grenade & threw it in to their midst. What followed was a loud bang, bright light and screams...
Me:

I rushed into the sitting room to take on the assailants. I punched the first man's throat & tackled him to the ground by kicking his heel. With catlike agility I moved to the next man, I kicked his groin & smashed his head into the television set! I gave the last man a head butt

& deflated his stomach with my knee cap! I tied them up with their shirts & we left the house in our disguises.

****Lucky's house (Ogba)****
Lucky had a just undergone half an hour of torture at my hands & his trophies from the ordeal were a black eye, burst lip & broken nose.

He was standing, leaning on the window frame for support.
Lucky: I... told you I don't know who paid me to switch off the generator! I got a call from an anonymous number that told me to trip the generator off 3 days in a row so it would look like it needed servicing! 😭

L: He said he'd pay me N500,000! I swear i thought it was a harmless, I... I never knew anyone would get hurt! Please believe me! I'm ready to return the money! 😭
M: How did he pay you?
L: It was transferred from a foreign bank. You can see the alert on my phone...

The password is 0856! 😥
After 5 minutes....
O: Tunde it's the same bank & account that credited you!
M: can you hack into the bank server & find out who owns the account?
O: let me try! 😏
After 10 minutes of frantic typing...
O: I'm in! 😎

O: The account belongs to a Femi Ishola!
M: we need to trace how this Femi knows or is related to anyone in the agency! Look for where he schooled, worships or any social clubs that he might be in & cross reference with the agents with our database!

We heard glass shatter & looked up to see lucky falling to the ground in the room as he let out a faint cry, he had been shot!
M: SNIPER! GET DOWN!
Oyinda & I lay flat on the ground for almost an eternity as bullets whizzed past us just centimeters above our prostrate bodies.

When it seemed like the sniper was out of bullets we crawled to the door & escaped.

20 minutes later....
F1 on the phone: Ma, Lucky is dead! He's trying to clean up his tracks!
A1: Find him & bring him in for questioning. But if he resists... Kill him!
F1: Noted

He stubbed his cigarette butt & left the murder scene.

***Royal Casino Hotel***
O: Hope we weren't followed here?
M: I don't think so... We have limited time, so please get to work on linking Femi to the mole in the agency.
O: Aye, Aye Captain! 😏
Oyinda pulled out her laptop

& started quickly gathered all the biodata she could find on Femi from his internet foot prints.
O: Shit! 😮
As I rushed to her side: Have you found anything?
O: Yes! Femi used to work for the fortune 500 Nigerian company Azteka until he was jailed for fraud 2 years ago but got

Released 6 months ago for good behavior.... Anyways, I hacked his call service provider for his call log over the last 3 months & guess who he has been calling frequently? 😏
M: WHO?
O: Jide Thompson, F1!
M: It's a lie! 😮
O: They even studied accounting briefly together in

Unilag between 2006 & 2008 before jide was expelled for cultism in 300 level!
M: Mad Ohhhh! Jide is a bastard!
M: I need to make a call! 😁

5 minutes later...
Me in a hushed tone : Hello, Femi it's jide...
Femi: why are you whispering & why does your voice sound weird?

M: Don't ask me stupid questions! Someone within the DSS is on to us so listen very carefully to what I want to tell you because you're in danger. After this call, dispose of your SIM card & come over to the Royal Casino hotel, I have a passport ready for you because you'd have

to go away for a while!
F: I'd come over right now!
M: Ask for frank in room 308, I had to use a fake name. Don't tell anyone where you are going o!
F: Ok Jide! 😥

30 minutes later, I got a call from the reception about my guest & instructed them to direct him to my room.

I heard a knock on the hotel room door & I looked through the peep hole to ensure he came alone, he did. I opened the door, welcomed him with my Beretta pointed straight at his head.
M: You're welcome Femi, please come inside. 😊
Femi obliged.
M: Sit down. 😐

Femi sat on the bed visibly shaken.
M: I already know that you're fronting for jide but your answer to my next question would determine if I'd forget a bullet or 2 in your head!
F: YESSIR! 😥
M: Who gave jide the money that you're hiding? 😡
F: Chief Kunle Olodo!
Me:

M: it actually makes alot of sense! He's a billionaire Real estate magnate but that's just a front for his real business, which is arms dealing...
O: 😮
M: He's the biggest arms dealer in Africa & he made 4 billion dollars last year from the Nigerian government for weapons to

Fight terrorism! Oyinda we need to find something that would like him to the Bomo sect!
O: I'm on it!
M: Femi sit on that chair, I'd have to tie you up. 😏
I tied him up quickly & stuffed his mouth with my sweat stained socks.

15 minutes later...
O: Found it!
M: OK..... 🙂

O: Sultan Alladin & Kunle Olodo were coursemates in the University of Maiduguri between 1977 & 1980!
M: You're so amazing! I could just kiss you right now!
O: Ogbeni Abeg don't push your luck 😏🌚
M: 😏🙄
M: it's time for F1 to pay the piper!

I called F1 & told him to meet me

at the hotel underground parking lot, alone.

***Hotel Parking lot (an hour later)***
F1 on the phone: I'm here now, where are you?
M: look behind you. 😏
He turned around.
F: I have a million dollars in that account that I'm willing to share with you equally... You don't have

To be a hero today! Like is Nigeria really worth dying for? 😏
M: why did you set me up? 😐
F: that's what you get for meddling in stuff that doesn't concern you! why did you have to bring Qudus in? I'd give you $500,000 now so you can disappear for all your troubles! 😏

M: my conscience is worth way more than that! 😐
F: Don't make me have to kill you & Femi.... I know you haven't told A1 anything yet so are you going to take the money or die? 😡
M: Goodluck trying to kill me!
In twinkle of an eye, F1 had a silenced Beretta in his hand & fired

At me twice, the second bullet grazed my shoulder as i dived behind a parked car for cover. 😭
I surfaced from hiding to fire retaliatory shots but he was nowhere to be found! As if my day couldn't get any worse I felt the cold blooded steel of jide's gun at the back of my head

F: Too bad that you picked the wrong day to play hero! 😂
M: please 😭
F: Drop your gun! 😐
As I bent down to drop the gun I heard a loud bang from behind me only to turn around to see F1 missing part of his head & Oyinda with a smoking gun!
O: Why do bad guys talk too much? 😡

2 days afterwards, Kunle Olodo was arrested & confessed to his crimes.
Oyinda & I got promotions for our bravery & service to country.....And Yes, we dated but for only 2 weeks because Oyinda na craze person. 😂

The end.

Thank you for reading. 😊

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