CHAPTER 70 - Awakening 3

Mr James walked to the door as he turned the knob.

"Huh...no one's home?"

Bringing out his spare key, he unlocked the door and walked in.

He was not really surprised that his wife and daughters were not at home.

Elizabeth was a business woman, who had various shops and trades to supervise.

Joyce and Esther, though on holidays, couldn't spend their holiday period at home all day, it was understandable that they should go out and meet up with friends.

He went to the fridge to get some frozen meal that was kept by his wife, who was always thoughtful enough to keep already made food in the fridge, all he needed to do was warm the food on the fire and then eat.

While he sat down and began to eat his already warmed meal, his mind went back to the operation that he was to embark on in three days.

James had never been one to back down from a challenge, no matter how dangerous it was.

He was someone who believed so strongly in the act of solving problems with the show of might.

In his opinion, the world may seem calm and harmonious on the outside, but he knew that there were dark forces in the shadows that were amassing their strength for a colossal battle.

And he didn't want to be caught unawares, not just for himself, but also for his friends and families.

~Ring~

While he munched in reminiscence, his phone rang;

"Hello" James said as he picked the call.

**Captain, please you need to come to the office right now**

"What do you mean?" James frowned slightly after hearing the urgent tone from the other side of the phone.

**It's about agent Musa**

"Yes what about him?" James had an ominous feeling as he waited for his caller's reply.

**He's dead sir**

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As James walked into the office in quick strides, his heart pounded anxiously.

This was the third agent to be killed in three weeks!

The first might have been an accident, the second a coincidence but the third is definitely intentional.

Moreover, this third agent whom was killed, agent Musa was a very close friend of James, and he was about to throw a party in honor of his son whom just graduated from the university of Georgia in north America.

James still remembered the last conversation they had;

(Flash back)

"Hey captain, I would like to throw a welcome party for my son whom is arriving from America next week"

"Oh really....that's wonderful...congratulations by the way"

"Thanks captain" Musa replied with a smile as he watched James gulp down his beer.

"Captain, do you ever think that our work is pointless?"

"Huh?" James raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean?"

"Well what am saying is that, our agency have always faced and overcome various threats and challenges in the past years....."

Musa said with a complicated expression on his face;

"And yet it seems as if these threats and challenges don't really get solved or end but comes back in a new form altogether"

"Hmm..." James nodded thoughtfully.

"That's the point of our job Musa, the more challenges we face, the stronger we become"

"Yes that may be true, but what if these challenges become so terrifying and overwhelming that our strength becomes useless?"

"What are you trying to say Musa?"

James' stare became serious as he gazed at Musa.

"I....."

Musa began and paused with a sigh as he shook his head in resignation.

"It's nothing captain...just thinking out loud"

(Flash back ends)

James walked past a few agents until;

"Captain! Captain!"

Turning to face the caller, James saw agent Tolu rushing towards him.

"Agent Tolu, how do you do?"

"Am fine captain.....did you hear the news?"

"Yes I did" James replied with a sombre expression as he glanced around the large office.

"What's going on? Where are all the agents heading to?"

"We are about to have a debrief soon, so all the agents are summoned to the main hall"

"Okay" James nodded.

He needed to find out what the hell was the cause to the death of their operatives.

He owed it to those who died.

He owed it to his friend.

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Tisane was quite unnerved by what he was seeing before him.

"I need you to open your eyes sir"

The female worker said as she flashed a torch light across his eyes.

"Do you feel dizzy?"

Tisane would have said no, but for the fact that her well rounded boobs were bouncing before his eyes, giving him a very dizzy feeling.

Tisane didn't know why or how, but he could actually sense every part of the lady's body, without even touching her, he could feel the heat emanating from her cleavage,

her waist,

her lips,

Gosh he was going crazy just by staying close to her!

"Do you still have any abnormal feeling in any part of your body?"

The lady asked as she held his wrist as an act of feeling his pulse.

_"Uh.....is that a trick question?"_

Tisane thought as he was beginning to have this crazy desire of grabbing the lady and slamming her on the bed, while he forcefully reached in between her legs and....

Oh shit!

"How is he Amanda?" Mr Victor asked as he walked into the clinical room.

"He's fine sir" the lady replied as she disengaged the pulse sensory tubes from Tisane's body.

"I was just concluding his check up"

Tisane raised up his eyes as he saw Mr Victor who stared at him with a strong look in his eyes.

"Good day sir"

"Good day my boy. How do you feel?"

"Am fine sir...."

Tisane paused as he had an apologetic look on his face;

"S--sir I am sorry for what I did....I..."

Mr Victor shook his head as he raised his hand in a stopping gesture.

"You don't have to apologize Tisane. It's alright"

"No sir it's not alright....I...I..I.."

"You did what you had to do to survive and that's all that matters"

Mr Victor interrupted with a strange look in his eyes and smile on his face which made Tisane frown on confusion.

_"What does he mean? And why is he looking at me like that?"_

"By the way, you and I have a lot that we need to discuss but before we do that, your mother is here to see you"

The confusion on Tisane's face vanished as soon as he heard the last group of words from Mr Victor;

"What? My mom?"

"And your sisters" Mr Victor nodded in acquiescence.

Tisane stood up instantly as he subconsciously held Mr Victor's arms while pleading;

"Please take me to them, I need to see them"

"It's okay son"

Mr Victor tried to calm him down.

"You will surely meet with them, but first of all...."

Mr Victor paused as he examined Tisane head to toe.

"We need to freshen you up as a prestigious worker of the NPLC"

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Mrs Elizabeth and crew sat in the luxurious lounge of the CEO's office as they tried out the various delicacies that were placed before them.

"Wow this is really good!"

Ibrahim exclaimed between mouthfuls.

Elizabeth and her daughters giggled at Ibrahim's laughable behavior when eating.

"But I'll admit" Esther said as she took a bite of the tender but crisp beef.

"These are quite good"

While they all enjoyed the delectable dish, Joyce raised up her eyes as she gasped in shock at what she saw.

Elizabeth was quick enough to notice Joyce reaction as she turned her eyes towards the direction of Joyce's gaze.

"Oh my"

She muttered in surprise as she saw her son whom had stepped into the lounge, followed by Mr Victor.

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At a beautiful estate in the northern region of the country, Mr Mohammed, whom was widely known as Mr Moh, was busy discussing with various men and women whom were very much dressed in wonderfully tailored suits, well designed traditional attires and beautiful dinner gowns.

A party seemed to be ongoing as cars drove into the estate and parked before a grandiose villa, while it's inhabitants stepped out in their wonderful dresses and trooped into the villa.

Mr Moh seemed to be laughing heartily while he discussed with his friends as he was also being greeted by the new arriving guests.

Mr Moh was a well known billionaire, whom had assets all over the country, and he threw grand parties like this almost every three weeks.

So it would not have been that surprising to his guests, except for the fact that today was a special day, as Mr Moh had just won a seat in the national assembly as a commissioner.

Gaining political authority had always been the dream of every ambitious man in the country.

And it was obviously the dream of Mr Moh, whom was smiling from ear to ear as he was being thrown glances of envy, admiration and respect.

People had always wondered about the staggering rise to fame and wealth of Mr Moh, whom started out as a middle class trader.

What no one knew was that the true source of his wealth and power, was none other than the profound 'Mutant Enterprise Network'.

While he was greeting his guests, his phone rang.

"Hello" Mr Moh said after picking the call.

**Hello please am I speaking to Mr Mohammed?**

"Yes you are and to whom, if I may ask, am speaking with?"

Mr Moh frowned slightly as he said.

Almost everyone who knew him called him by the name 'Mr Moh'.

Those whom called him 'Mohammed' were either not his friends or they were people whom possessed equal or higher social status than him.

**My name is not important sir**

The caller simply said, which made Mr Moh to frown more deeply.

This was definitely not one of his friends and he would have replied back in similar cold manner as the caller, if not for the next group of words that froze him on the spot.

**It's about your son Matthew and your daughter Melissa, they are currently at the mutant diagnostic facility and your attention is urgently needed concerning their situation**

Mr Moh stood rooted to the spot as his eyes widened in shock.

He knew what the mutant diagnostic facility was...

It was a hospital for mutants!

What the hell were his children doing there?!!