Smoking Guns

CHAPTER THIRTY THREE.

"This is where he lives," Chief Onapuruagu said, parking his Bentley in front of an old fashioned house, "Should we go in?" He turned to look at Coco.

Coco looked round, studying the environment, it had been ages since she last came to O' Rivers. Ordinarily Coco would not have been able to recognize the old fashioned house, but the rusted chopper parked behind the house made her revisit her childhood memories. She had been here before, with her father and late Vill Akash.

"Hey," Chief Onapuruagu tapped Coco, bringing her back to reality. "Wadup?"

"Are you sure this is where he lives?" Coco asked causally.

"Yes."

"And his name is Wave?"

"Yes."

"Any surname?"

"No."

"And you don't know what he looks like?"

"I don't." Chief Onapuruagu looked at Coco with different eyes now. "I traced him through his IP address, and this is where it leads."

Coco looked around again, a few people walked in and out of the street.

"I need to see my dad." Coco said.

Chief Onapu