Murder Inquiry

Chapter One10th January 2009Lagos, Nigeria.It was 1am and Biola Johnson sat at her table, in her bedroom in her palatial home located on Osborne road in Ikoyi, a highbrow area in the city of Lagos. She sat at the table studying the loan deal she signed three years ago, an activity she’s been performing at about the same time everyday, for the past three months. It was a chilly harmattan morning, and even though she had all her windows and curtains closed and her socks on, she still felt the cold all over her. This particular hamrmattan period was the worst she had ever witnessed in her entire life. It seemed as if the cold enveloped her and seeped through her body like a penetrating liquid, making her shiver badly like a leafless tree in the middle of a storm. Apart from the harmattan, something else was making her shiver-the document she was studying. At the time she had applied for the loan from Edwin Loans, a c

Chapter Three11th January 2009.New York City, USA.Danny woke up at 4:30am feeling the same way he always since the day John Wayne gave him the case to investigate. He had been rolling from side to side on his bed, almost throughout the night the thoughts of nailing Wolfgang was what filled his mind. He had a quick shower and put on his sports gear, he locked his apartment front door and went to the gym. As usual he got to the gym and went to the treadmill, as he exercised he thought of ways he could get incriminating information from Edwin Loans without suspicion from Wolfgang. He thought about a break-in to the bank headquarters, bugging their phones, or hacking into their systems to get information. But he decided against it as he remembered “never embarrass the bureau”. a popular maxim used at Quantico, attributed to Hoover himself. Something made him look up, and he saw Becky, Wolfgang’s secr

CHAPTER FIVE13th January, 2009.Lagos, Nigeria.John Summers woke up at a few minutes past 6am. After saying a quick prayer, he got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to have his bath. Fifteen minutes later, he was done taken his shower, and began to get dressed. Twenty minutes after, he was done dressing, he left the room, and went downstairs for breakfast.As he stepped into the elevators, he reminisced about the events of the previous evening. He had taken a stroll around the hotel premises, and down the street where the hotel was situated, and he enjoyed what he saw. He was beginning to feel like he likes Lagos, and the thought of relocating to Lagos was becoming more appealing. A lot of things about Lagos looked appealing to him, from the weather wasn’t as cold as the winter where he was coming from, to the hotel he was staying in which has  the same facilities that a hotel in any of the first world country would have. The commun

Chapter Seven 15th JANUARY 2009.LAGOS, Nigeria. Lekan Johnson got up from his bed at 5 am, he hardly slept throughout the night. He had woken up at some minutes past one, he had a nightmare and wasn’t able to sleep again. He had dreamt that a man dressed in all black whose body was looking burnt all over, was chasing him. He kept running away from the man, and did not see the huge pit in front of him. He fell into the pit, and kept falling, as the pit did not seem to have an end. When he woke up, he prayed with his rosary, he had recited the apostles creed and every other prayer he could think of. He was praying when he slept off again, and had the same dream, this time it was a horse-like bird with long vampire teeth, that was chasing him, he had fallen into the same pit. He had the same dream, all through the night, never sleeping for more than fifteen minutes, before waking up again.&nb

 16th January, 2009.LAGOS, Nigeria.John Summers woke up by 6:10 am, he quickly went to take his bath. He’d be checking out of the hotel by 7am, and he’d have to get dressed as fast as possible in order to be right on schedule, he had already packed his luggages the night before. By 6:45, he was fully dressed, and ready to checkout of the hotel. He locked the door to his hotel room, and dragged his suitcase, down the hallway and into the elevators, his laptop bag slung on his back. The elevator took him down to the groundfloor, and he stepped out and walked towards the checkout counter. As soon as he stepped out of the elevators, a bellboy rushed towards him and took his suitcase from him, pulling it to the checkout counter. The woman at the checkout counter typed away at her keyboard for a few minutes, before handing him his hotel bill for him to sign.He signed his bill, and paid with his card.