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The Man In The Gray Coat
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Elena, a young professional who discovers a web of corruption and deceit that threatens her life and livelihood. With the help of Adrian, a mysterious ally, she embarks on a journey to uncover the truth and bring justice to those responsible. As they navigate danger and uncertainty, Elena and Adrian bond grows stronger, and they find love in the midst of chaos. Together, they fight for truth, justice, and a brighter future.
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Chapter one -The Watcher
Chapter one -The Watcher
The rain had just started to fall, a thin mist that turned the morning streets of Lagos into a blur of umbrellas and impatient horns. Elena tucked her handbag closer to her chest as she hurried toward the bus terminal, her heels clicking against wet pavement. She hated Mondays. The city always felt more restless at the start of the week, like everyone was scrambling to erase the mistakes of the weekend before. It was then she noticed him. A man stood perfectly still near the terminal gates, as if untouched by the chaos around him. He wore a long gray coat that seemed out of place in the sticky Lagos humidity. While others shifted, gestured, and grumbled at bus conductors, he didn’t move. His head tilted slightly, eyes hidden beneath the brim of a dark hat. At first, Elena thought nothing of it. Lagos was full of strangers, after all—faces that blurred, lives that brushed briefly against hers before vanishing forever. But something about his stillness made her pause. She felt his gaze, though she couldn’t see his eyes. The bus conductor’s shout jolted her back. “Ojuelegba! Ojuelegba straight!” Elena climbed aboard, squeezing between two women with baskets of plantains. She told herself she was imagining things. The city was large, messy, and unpredictable. A man in a gray coat meant nothing. Or so she thought. Two days later, she saw him again. This time, he was standing across the street from her office building in Victoria Island. The lunchtime crowd bustled between fast-food stalls and banking halls, but there he was—still as stone, coat brushing against his legs as if the wind bent itself around him. Her heart gave a nervous flutter. Coincidence, she told herself. Lagos swallowed thousands of faces a day. Surely one of them could repeat. But she couldn’t stop the uneasy chill spreading down her arms. By Friday, she had seen him three times. And by then, Elena knew it wasn’t coincidence. She didn’t consider herself paranoid—she was a financial analyst, trained to see patterns in numbers, not ghosts in shadows. Yet this pattern unsettled her more than any faulty spreadsheet ever had. Whenever she spotted him, he wasn’t near her—he was watching her. Always at a distance, never close enough to confront, but never far enough to forget. The thought gnawed at her during meetings, when her boss droned about projections; it whispered to her at night when she locked her apartment door and double-checked the windows. Who was he? And what did he want from her? On Saturday, she decided to test it. She left her flat earlier than usual, dressing in casual clothes instead of her weekday suits. She walked quickly, weaving through the noise of Balogun Market, past stalls spilling with peppers, cloth, and cheap electronics. She deliberately took side streets she rarely used. Twenty minutes later, as she pretended to browse a vendor’s jewelry stand, she saw him again. Gray coat. Hat brim. That same unnerving stillness. Her pulse kicked hard. She ducked into a narrow bookstore tucked between a tailor’s shop and a phone accessories stall. The dusty scent of old pages wrapped around her as she slipped behind a tall stack of novels. Her hands trembled as she pulled out her phone and dialed her best friend. “Mariam, he’s here again,” Elena whispered, her voice low. “Who?” Mariam’s voice buzzed over the line. “The man. The one I told you about—the gray coat. He’s following me, I swear it.” “Elena, relax. You’ve been overworking yourself. Lagos is full of strange men. Maybe he just happens to walk the same routes.” Elena peeked through the bookstore’s glass front. The man hadn’t followed her inside, but she could still see his reflection in the glass: steady, unshaken, waiting. Her stomach sank. She wasn’t imagining it. She was being watchedBab terbaru
The Man In The Gray Coat Chapter Sixteen– The Counter and the Hunt
Chapter Sixteen – The Counter and the HuntThe night air clung to Adrian like a second skin, damp with sweat and ash. His muscles screamed, each movement a battle against fatigue, pain, and the lingering burn of his wounds. Yet he moved forward, Elena clinging to him, smaller than ever, fragile and exhausted.He had survived the first trap. He had survived the chase through the burned town. But the Commander’s influence lingered, like a shadow across the horizon. Every step he took seemed calculated by her, predicted before he even thought it.He ducked into a narrow alley, pressing Elena against the crumbling brick wall. Her breathing was shallow, eyes wide in the dim moonlight.“We can’t keep running blindly,” he whispered. “We need to change the game.”Elena’s fingers clutched his coat. “How?”He didn’t answer. Plans were useless to explain; actions mattered. Every corner, every shadow, every obstacle became a tool. Improvised barricades, makeshift traps, and misdirection—the same
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-08-26The Man In The Gray Coat Chapter Fifteen – The Chase and the Trap
Chapter Fifteen – The Chase and the Trap The hills rose before them like jagged teeth, shadowed in the faint glow of a waning moon. Adrian staggered forward, every muscle screaming, every breath a wheeze of pain and exhaustion. The burns and bruises from the previous nights had not yet faded, but he could not stop—not with Elena still clinging to him, not with the Commander’s net tightening behind them. The road had narrowed to a jagged trail through blackened trees and shattered fields. Each step threatened to collapse his legs beneath him, and yet he forced one foot in front of the other, dragging Elena when the terrain became too treacherous. She stumbled more than once, her hands scraped and bleeding from clinging to his coat and the jagged rocks they traversed. “Keep moving,” he rasped, voice low but insistent. “Almost there.” Her wide, fearful eyes met his, and he felt the weight of responsibility crush him anew. She was the one thing he could not fail. Behind them, distant
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-08-26The Man In The Gray Coat Chapter Fourteen – The Hunter’s Net
Chapter Fourteen – The Hunter’s NetThe night air was sharp, carrying the scent of smoke and dust from the ruins below. From her perch atop the ridge, the Commander watched the faint trail of movement winding through the blackened landscape. Two figures, barely discernible in the shadows—gray coat, smaller form trailing. Her prey and its tether.Adrian.She allowed herself a moment of satisfaction. He had survived. Not unscathed, not whole, but still breathing. Still moving. Still defying the inevitable. That in itself was… intriguing.Her hand hovered over the map etched into her portable tablet, tracing the faint GPS signals her scouts had collected, cross-referenced with intercepted communications. Every patrol, every burnt-out building, every village they had passed through was accounted for.“They move fast,” she murmured, voice low, almost intimate. “But not fast enough.”---Her men spread across the ridge, silent as shadows. Each operative was assigned a precise sector, moving
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-08-26The Man In The Gray Coat Chapter Thirteen- Ashes on the road
Chapter Thirteen – Ashes on the Road The road stretched endless beneath a bruised sky, dust curling into the air with each faltering step. Adrian’s boots ground against gravel and ash, dragging over ruins that had once been villages, homes, lives. Pain radiated from his ribs, the bullet graze still raw beneath the filthy bandages he had wrapped himself in. Every inhale flared like fire through his lungs.Elena was behind him, small and silent, her hand gripping the strap of his coat. He could feel her heartbeat through the fabric. It steadied him, anchored him, even as the weight of responsibility pressed on his shoulders. He could fall, he could fail, but she could not. She was the one thing he had to protect, and the thought alone kept him moving.The world had shrunk to one rule: keep moving. Keep her alive. Keep breathing.---The ruins of what had been a small town emerged on the horizon, buildings leaning like old soldiers, roofs missing, walls charred black. He paused, crouchi
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-08-26The Man In The Gray Coat Chapter Twelve- Ashes of night
Chapter Twelve – Ashes of the Night The first thing he felt was weight. Not the crushing, suffocating kind of combat—hands pinning him down, boots pressing his ribs, blood sticking his shirt. No. This weight was softer, heavier in another way, like stone dust packed inside his bones. His chest rose slow, every breath a splinter. The air burned with smoke. He opened his eyes. The world was blurred. A ceiling of cracked plaster, water-stains running like veins across it. A single beam of morning light slanted through a hole in the roof. The smell of ash clung to everything—ash and blood. Adrian groaned, tried to push himself up, and failed. His arms shook. Pain stabbed through his side. His mind clawed for memory—last night, the door, the flood of Syndicate soldiers, the Commander’s eyes cold as a blade. Elena’s scream. “Elena…” The name rasped out of his throat like broken glass. Silence answered. Panic clawed harder than pain. He forced himself up, rolling to one elbow, coughi
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-08-26The Man In The Gray Coat Chapter Eleven – cliffhanger
Chapter Eleven – Through Predator’s EyesThe night pressed heavy on the valley, a blanket of silence stretched too tight. No animal stirred, no wind shifted the grass, not even the night birds dared to call. It was the kind of silence that had to be crafted, enforced—like a room swept clean before a kill.The Commander liked it that way.From her vantage point on the low ridge, the farmhouse looked almost innocent: weathered wood, a crooked chimney, its windows glowing with the faint orange of a lantern. Quiet, rustic, human. Her gloved hand lifted the small scope to her eye. Behind that glassy pane, a shadow moved—the taller one. Broad shoulders, slow, careful pacing. The man in the gray coat.Her lips curved, just slightly.Adrian.Not his true name, she knew that much. He had too many identities scattered in too many graves to be tied down by one. But names were irrelevant. What mattered was the defiance that pulsed in him, like a storm trapped in human skin. She’d seen it once, in
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