THE PROTECTED CRIMINALS

EPISODE 9

"Today was stressful for us, but it was also fruitful," Kelvin said as he sat on a cushion in my house with James. "How do you feel about it?" I inquired of them. "Today, we went to Mr. Emmanuel Adam's house," James explained. "How about you guys? What did you get?" I inquired once more. "We only recently discovered that his house is guarded, that he has a good security system in place, and that there are cameras everywhere," James stated in his opinion. "Didn't you guys go inside?" Kelvin tapped my back head as I inquired. " They say the house is being encircled by security, but you expect us to enter, how is it possible?" Kelvin had inquired.

"Our mission is to keep an eye out for any suspicious activity in his vicinity, while Daniela and Hannah are to obtain access to the house," James explained. "Those two idiots might not have even made a move," I speculated. "They might still be going to parties and clubs," Kelvin speculated. "How was your day, Richard?" James was the one who inquired. They burst out laughing when I remarked, "Hmmm, I got the job, the cleaner job." Kelvin burst up laughing, "A spy turned cleaner." "You fools, at least I'm better than you guys who haven't accomplished anything," I said.

"At the very least, we were able to set up some cameras outside his house, making Wizard's job easier," James joked. "You know, installing cameras doesn't ensure success?" I stated. Kelvin added, smiling, "And being a cleaner doesn't guarantee success either."

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DANIELA'S POV:

I am a 28-year-old spy who was not compelled to join The Fittest by anyone. I grew up in the slums of the eastern portion of the country. Before becoming a spy, I lived with my uncle because my parents had died a long time ago. I joined to defend myself against abuse; I had been r***d twice by my uncle, and it was on the third trial that I ran away from home and ended up in Downhill. I took to the streets, where I was repeatedly r***d by touts until Sir Christopher spotted me in a club, where I used to be a stripper, a club stripper.

I strip to make a living, there was nothing else to do and I can’t afford to die so I became a club stripper who was always picked up by guys every night, it was on one of such nights that Sir Augustus Jamiu popularly known as Sir Ajan picked me up. He had taken me to a hotel room but unlike other men, he didn’t do anything with me, he just sat staring at me while I stared back, his stares were intimidating but I didn’t take my eyes off him, I grew up in the street and had no reason to be scared of his intimidating stares.

"Can you tell me why you're doing this?" After a brief pause, he asked a question that brought tears to my eyes, and I told him everything. He transported me to the Fittest, where I was given a life and educated as a warrior; no one knows I live with Sir Christopher in The Fittest; they all think I live in the east; every holiday, when they go home, I stay in Sir Christopher quarter and tell them I'm at the port; isn't it funny? I didn't want anything to do with people because of what I saw on the street and the abuse I received from my uncle, so I pretended to have a fiancee in order to keep useless guys away from me.

Sir Christopher was the only one who knew I wasn't engaged, but he still went out of his way to protect me. I matured into a powerful female spy, and the entire of me seemed to seek vengeance, not only on my uncle but on other males who enjoy harming children. My joy knew no bounds when we were assigned the task of examining Mr. Emmanuel Adam. Maybe he'll be my first prey.

I wore a black skirt and a white shirt, which I paired with a long high-heeled shoe. I then put a knife in my left shoe, just in case things turn messy.

We remain in a leased flat, an independent flat located in one of the Downhill city areas, with Hannah, another spy assisting in Mr. Emmanuel Adam's life inquiry. She was dressed in a crop pink shirt, a tiny skirt, and a high-heeled shoe. She also had a knife hidden in her heel shoe. "Are you prepared?" As I stepped out the door, I asked her. We were on our way to the Paradise Club, a well-known club for the wealthy and powerful. It is here that Mr. Emmanuel Adam selects females every night, girls to use and discard because of his fortune, and it is for this reason that I am delighted to be among those who would make his life a night mere.

" Yes, I am," Hannah said, her outfit revealing her status as a harlot, with a good portion of her fresh lap visible and her top ending just below her breast. am certain Richard, her boy buddy isn't going to appreciate it if he sees her like this. "Let's go," I said as we went out of the home together, getting into the sports vehicle and driving to the club. "Remember to be careful with him," I said to Hannah as I drove down the smooth Downhill city road, the street lights shining brightly to provide illumination for the night. "What if he chooses you?" Hannah was the one who inquired.

"He'll be more interested in you because of your attire," I remarked as Hannah giggled. I had never wanted her for Richard and will never want her for Richard, but trust men, they're only after anything with a skirt, and Richard wanted her for himself. "What if none of us are chosen?" Hannah inquired once again. "Then we'll return tomorrow," I murmured as I swerved sharply to the left. "Here we are," I remarked as I parked the car in a dark portion of the street where the club is located, and we proceeded to walk to the club.

The music was blaring, couples could be seen dancing outside the club, the scent of cigarettes filled the air, the cold night heightened emotions, and those without loves or spouses could be seen alone or with their bottle of alcohol in a corner, this is club The Paradise, the wealthy club. We entered the pub majestically, but we weren't alone; some young touts could be seen accompanying us inside. We sat in a dark corner, and I ordered a bottle of Malt, but Hannah stated she preferred Beer.

Some men tossed money at her as she stretched her legs wide and curled them around the only iron pillar on the round stage where she performed, as I sipped my malt and watched the half-naked stripper whinnying her butt on the stage. Some stupid males screamed, "Turn the other side!" and hurled new bills at her. With rage and pity, I stood there watching. All activity came to a standstill as a man dressed in a flowing white robe entered the club, accompanied by three bodyguards dressed in black suits. Some men were busy saluting the man in a white robe, who was Mr. Emmanuel Adam.

He sat at a table in the corner across from ours, his gaze riveted on the nearly nude club. While the guards stood back, a stripper began her show after he had been seated comfortably, and young females who should probably be in secondary school if all things were equal swarmed about him, occupying his laps, arms, and table. Despite the fact that he had not placed any orders, his table was quickly filled with drinks. I looked at his well-built bodyguards and thought what a Primary School teacher would be doing with them; there was definitely something strange going on. I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't notice one of his guards approaching me.

He sat at a table in the corner across from ours, his gaze riveted on the nearly nude club. While the guards stood back, a stripper began her show after he had been seated comfortably, and young females who should probably be in secondary school if all things were equal swarmed about him, occupying his laps, arms, and table. Despite the fact that he had not placed any orders, his table was quickly filled with drinks. I looked at his well-built bodyguards and thought what a Primary School teacher would be doing with them; there was definitely something strange going on. I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't notice one of his guards approaching me.

"My boss wants to see you," he replied, folding his arms and glaring angrily at me. "Will it be Me or She?" Hannah inquired, her smile enticing. " She," the guy said, pointing at me. I got up and shook my butt to his presence, smiling seductively.