Chapter 12

"Hello, Jasper. Any luck?" Detective Johnson asked, he had boarded a flight to Dubai with a letter from the CIA command headquarters officially declaring Derek Oscar wanted by the U.S. government, the Counter Terrorist Agency of Nigeria were equally notified.

"This has to be something big uncle." Jasper said.

"We've got no time, what have you got?" He adjusted his right Airpod to hear him better and covered his left ear with his hands, the woman sitting beside him was a chit-chat and kept on talking and laughing with the man sitting in front. They should have gotten tickets of the same seats, Detective Johnson thought as he was getting really pissed off by the moment.

He pulled out his jotter and a pen from his breast pocket.

"I managed to get something out of the audio file you sent, enhancing the sound wave, studying the wave patterns and all that, I had a difficult time trying to get a syllable."

"But you finally did?" Detective Johnson was becoming impatient.