Railway station,
Makgadikgadi city.
Same day evening.
The forensic team walked gradually to the railway station. Snow fell more heavily and in large wet flakes covering leaves and branches, sticking to grasses and covering the floor.
The CMD agents huddled into the set to go train out of the wind's merciless path. It was cold enough to see ones breath. Sarah was filled with remorseful thoughts. She was going to bait her lover.
The horn blabbed at the end point, it was dusk when they arrived.
Filled with thoughts, Sarah slipped off the aisle and almost fell but was held up by the director, it was like a dream... a daydream, she was thinking too much to have missed her steps.
They boarded a street bus and soon arrived Mr Greg's apartment, 6 Calloway Francis town, Harare state. Quickly, they set up a surveillance around Mr Greg's apartment, luckily for Greg he wasn't around.
"Sarah, you have to move inside and meet him while we bump in on him. I guess he is around..." the director said when arranging his pistol.
Sarah walked into the house between anger and fear. She met Lambert at the sitting room having his dinner. "Oh dear, you came to see me"
"Yes I did, I couldn't avoid it" Sarah answered. She knew she was betraying him, she shouldn't have agreed. The guilt kept riding her mind. She shouldn't have accepted to become the bait. Lambert would be annoyed if he gets to know that this whole thing was a set up.
Cheerfully, he filled a glass with juice and handed it over to her.
"Here, have some. I know its been a long but tiring journey. How are the kids especially Winston? You should have brought them along"
"Oh he's fine. Am just so sad you didn't get to meet your son before becoming a fugitive now..."
"Sshshsh - listen to me Sarah, I am still going to meet my son. For now, I have you with me. I can't forget the good times we spent together... I just want you back in my life Sarah"
"But you made away with Rose and forgot about Winston and I. Now you want us back into your life and worst of it all... Now that you are wanted all over the country by the special security agents. I can't risk it Lambert, hell no..."
Lambert moved towards her and held her shoulders, looking straight into her eyes, he smiled...
"I won't drag you into my mess Sarah... I just want you by my side"
He made for her mouth, found it and kissed her gently. Sarah didn't stop him, she actually longed for his kiss. She wanted to feel the succulent grip of his lips. That moment felt like she was out of the world. Probably she had forgotten the plan. Lambert gently made for her neck, she closed her eyes and allowed the hot sensations to slid through her. She couldn't let go. She had to do it of course, she never knew, it could be the last day she gets to see him.
Reaching for his chest, she gently lined his thick muscular chest as she moaned softly. She knew someone could just walk in on them and goodness she couldn't stand the shame. She loves her things in secret.
As she made to disentangle from his soft grip, the CMD agents bounced in. Lambert's once happy and s****l look transformed into a grimace. He was spooked, he flinched.
"Seize him" the director ordered. Lambert turned to look at Sarah, it was a plan all the while.
Lambert pulled a pistol from his side holster, he shot sporadically at the coroner's corner. Sarah gently slipped out behind the coroner.
"You've got to find a place to hide for your own safety Sarah" the coroner said.
Lambert from his hideout shot straight at the coroner and mistakenly at Sarah. Seeing what Lambert had done, the director shot consistently at him. Lambert realized he had run out of bullets.
"f**k!" He shouted as he began to think of a way to escape. He made to run out of the room through the kitchen but was hit by a bullet which landed on his arm. Struggling with the wounded arm, he ran into the kitchen and fled through the back door. The director made after him but he was too quick for him to catch. Lambert escaped through Mr Greg's maize farm. Sarah and Mr Mark were rushed to the hospital.
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Sarah has been in coma for the past three hours. She was shot on her stomach and had lost a lot of blood. There were bruises all over her flawless skin. Mark on the other hand sustained serious bruises. A bullet had landed on his arm and shoulder. When they were taken into the theatre, the director was finding it hard to breathe. He was too old for this.
"Can I see them now?" Director Tonsils asked, cold shivers ran down his spines. He was visibly afraid of losing two of his agents at the same time.
"No you can't sir, they are seriously in danger. We are still checking on them" The doctor held the director's shoulder and looked straight into his eyes, his glistening eyes suddenly went pale.
"Sir you need to take a little rest, they will be fine" He hit his shoulder vigorously and left. The director pulled out his cellphone to call miss Tapper.