After the threat from Ben, Polycarp had never had peace of mind. His mind ran directionless and unfocused. He knew that the guy meant ‘a threat’ and not an empty one. Mortuary and four other guys had trailed Ben to the hospital and back to his office where they had come for the tape of the taped conversation with Polycarp. They were running out of patient when Ben came out with files in his hands. Ben who was unsuspecting of their closeness behind his parked car entered his 280 Benz and drove off. They gave him six seconds and followed a few yards behind.
After five minutes’ drive on the rough road, Ben stopped in front of the house of Barrister Ikeonu and pressed the doorbell. The door was opened after two other attempts. A man in his early forties covered by the yellow light of early mo
