Chapter thirty
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When she regained consciousness, Ndeye was lying on her bed, which confused her. She slowly got up and tried to imagine how she had ended up there. She was supposed to be with Mo.....
The photos of Coumba and the other people trapped in Pape Matar taken by Aziz and his men immediately came back to her mind. Without wasting any time, she hurried out of the bed, but she was almost wobbly from the fainting headache. This did not slow her down, however, as she hurriedly grabbed her shoes, which she could not even bother to put on, and left the room, heading for the pack's operations headquarters where she was sure to find Moha. Since she was in a hurry, she did not even realize that two men were standing behind the door. They hit the door in the face and collapsed. Finally realizing their presence, Ndeye didn't need to draw to understand who they were and why they were there. To avoid them stopping her, she apologized briefly to them before running off at full speed. So hesitating whether to chase her and prevent her from reaching the meeting room, which they understood to be Ndeye's destination, or just let her be, they tried to contact Moha without success. Running out of options, they had to settle for following her from a distance like bodyguards.
Moha, who was obviously in a meeting with his men in the big meeting room of the HQ, knew nothing of what had just happened. Aziz having informed them of the existence of a possible spy within them, either in Senegal or in Rwanda, given the information that Pape Matar had, had cut off all contact with the outside world. There was no way for them to know what was going on outside and vice versa.
_ So, now that we're done with the prerequisites, it's time to talk about intervention.
_ Intervention? asked a surprised Jibril, the second in command of the warriors.
_ Yes, intervention. We have no time to lose.
_ But...
_ Do you think that Pope Matar is still unaware of the intrusion into his lair? Especially if the existence of a spy is confirmed?
_ And so?
_ So, the longer we delay the intervention, the more we put Aziz and his men in danger. And I have no intention of risking their lives, which are my responsibility.
_ Indeed, hadn't thought of that. My apologies.
It's quite all right. Let us now turn to the plan of action.
_ Perhaps we can consider an airborne arrival then...
At the same time as Jibril interrupted his sentence, everyone turned to stare at Moha's back. Surprised by such a reaction, Moha did not have time to turn around either, for he felt a hand come to rest on his shoulder.
_ That would be suicide, said the person in question.
_ Ndeye! Moha exclaimed as he turned around in surprise.
_ Moha! Ndeye replied.
_ I... How did you get out of your room? And most importantly .... How did you get in?
_ Maybe you would have preferred what? For me to sit quietly in my room when there are so many people's lives at stake, including my best friend's?
_ Yeah, probably. You're not well. You just regained consciousness.
_ So to answer your questions, all I had to do was get your men to hit me in the face with the door to get out of my room and get in here. They're behind the door, by the way.
_ Goddess!
_ I hope I don't have to tell you that I'm not leaving this room until the meeting is over.
_ Ndeye!
_ It's not that your domestic scene isn't nice to see, Alpha, Luna, but we have an intervention plan to implement, Jibril intervened.
_ Excuse us!
_ Come with me! (Grabbing Ndeye by the hand to pull her along)
_ No, I won't. I'm staying here whether you like it or not.
_ Please, Ndeye!
_ We don't mind if she stays and attends the rest of the meeting. Don't we? Said Jibril.
_ Exactly, agreed on the others.
_ So, if you don't mind, Luna, please explain why you were saying this right now.
Welcoming this invitation to join them, Ndeye stepped forward to take Moha's place, and in desperation, he had no choice but to accept her presence and come and stand behind her.
_ To consider intervening differently than the first time would be suicide. Do you know why? Because Pape Matar, unlike his father, is more calculating. So he must have been prepared for any attempt to intervene, especially if a spy is found to exist. And three years ago, the intervention team arrived by sea and land, divided into four groups. So it's clear that if you want to surprise him, your only option is an intervention by air. So you implement your proposal and you are dead men.
_ I...
_ Unbelievable.
_ She's right.
_ Wow!
Quiet, please! Moha interjected.
_ I hadn't thought of it that way, I admit. But what are you proposing, Luna?
_ Since attention will be focused on the air, the land and sea will be less watched. You want to surprise him, then apply the same method as the first time but with two detachments: the first will be the main one and divided into three teams, rather than four as the first time. The second will come in as a reinforcement when she makes sure the intervention is in full swing, divided into four teams to surround Pape Matar over a wider area to avoid repeating the mistake of the past and to make sure that no one is lost but that they can't get help from any reinforcements.
This will require more warriors though, which we don't have.
Just contact as many Alphas as you can and get them and their men to join the cause. There is strength in numbers, after all.
This unexpected idea aroused the interest of all of them, and without exception, they agreed with Ndeye's idea, including Moha.
_ Since we all agree with this proposal, let's get to work! he said, ending the meeting.
Everyone got up to leave the room, including Moha and had just reached the door when they heard a very strange question from Ndeye.
_ Where do you think you are going without me?
_ To training, Moha replied.
_ I know that already.
_ Well then, why did you ask the question?
_ Did you think I would just stay here or go back to my room? I'm coming to the training with you.
_ What? I mean, what... What for?
_ Because this intervention won't happen without me.
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