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The Mile 3 Murder Mystery Chapter Twenty : Ofor the Rugged man
The Prince was on his chair, his sharp, calculating eyes fixed on the glowing screen of his laptop. The tracker interface blinked insistently. He traced his finger over the map displayed on the screen. A red dot blinking on the city of Owerri, marking the location of an IP address that had accessed the information on the flash drive. The information on the drive is highly sensitive. Messages that could dismantle not just his reputation but also the web of influence he had painstakingly built. He has to employ every resources at his disposal to recover this drive that is showing on his computer.He picked his phone and called Ofor, his voice low and firm.Moments later, the door opened silently, and Ofor stepped inside. The Prince pointed at the screen. “The tracker has just sent a signal. Someone has accessed the information in Owerri. An IP address has been logged. It means a duplicate copy of the drive was made.”Ofor stepped closer, his sharp eyes scanning the scr
The Mile 3 Murder Mystery Chapter Twenty One : Journey to Owerri
The sun was high as Flight 109 from Port Harcourt landed at the Owerri Airport. Owerri is the capital city of Imo State. The city is in the South East of Nigeria. The Rugged man Ofor unlocked his seatbelt and then stepped out of the plane. It was not his first visit to Owerri, and the anxiety of the man with the flash drive tingled in his veins. He quickly hired a car and was on the outskirts of Owerri, his car blending seamlessly with the city’s bustling traffic.He knew this was a dangerous journey. He has the name and location of the man with the drive. The signal came from a computer training centre in Avu .The computer training centre was a small one tucked between a row of buildings. Ofor stopped at a block away, packed the car and came down . He observed the training centre from a distance, his sharp eyes noting every detail including the flow of customers before entering the computer centre. The air inside was thick with the sound of outdated computers and the quie
The Mile 3 Murder Mystery Chapter Twenty Two : The Senator's Driver
Dressed in an unassuming black suit, Chidi looked like a member of Senator Amapiki's security details. But he's his personal driver. He's been his personal driver for nearly a decade and in all these years he had driven the senator through countless fundraisers, political rallies, and secret meetings. He had seen it all, the sharp suits, the flashing cameras, the private moments where the senator’s polished façade slipped. His job was simple: drive, listen to orders, and above all, never ask questions. Chidi is a picture of carefulness. He is not only a driver but is also a silent observer of the senator’s world, getting to see moments the public would never see.On the surface, his job to some persons will look easy. People can easily feel it's just driving the Senator to and from his engagements alone . But in reality, the job requires a good sense of timing, an ear for trouble, and an ability to read the senator’s moods. The Senator had always been a larger-t
The Mile 3 Murder Mystery Chapter Twenty Three: Ambrose the Spy
Mark Tunde stepped out of the arrivals hall of the Port Harcourt International Airport. He scanned the row of waiting taxis and one caught his eyes. The driver was leaning casually when he approached him" Prudence Hotel," he said. "You know it?"The driver nodded "Yes, sir. Good place, not far from here. Climb in."As the taxi speed through the city's roads, Mark's eyes watched the streets. The sidewalks was lively, street vendors selling roasted yams and plantains, women balancing baskets on their heads, children dodging between parked cars. The vibrancy of Port Harcourt was undeniable.A black car had been tailing him since he left the airport.The cab driver was not aware of the silent drama but was singing along to a lively music tune playing on the radio. Mark’s attention was on the black car, two vehicles behind them, maintaining just the right distance to avoid suspicion. Mark knows this guy had been trailing him for some time now.For the past few weeks, he felt eyes
The Mile 3 Murder Mystery Chapter Twenty Four: The Personal Assistant
CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR Deborah had never imagined her life would get shattered so soon. Growing up in a modest household in Bonny Island of Rivers State, she'd always dreamt of a better life, though not one filled with luxury and secrets of the elite. But at twenty-two, she found herself in the employ of Lebari Tor and got to know his enigmatic daughter Vera. Vera was known for her opulence, sharp wit, and scandalous escapades, all of which were eagerly devoured by the tabloids. What many did not know was that Vera Tor's life was not as glittering as it appeared and Deborah who was to be her friend was the keeper of her most private secrets. Her journey into Vera's world was just luck. Vera saw her at one of her father's exclusive charity gala and they exchanged pleasantries and became friends. Deborah had just graduated with a degree in English Language. Vera discussed with her father who agreed to make Deborah her personal assistant. And just like that, she was swe
The Mile 3 Murder Mystery Chapter Twenty Five: A Man Called Tom
Deborah looked at her phone, her mind indecisive. Should she pick the call or ignore it.Tom's name on the screen brought a feeling of fear. Tom was not your average man. He had a knack for uncovering the truth, no matter how deeply it was buried. Tom’s insatiable curiosity and relentless determination had earned him both admiration and caution. People knew that once Tom set his mind on uncovering something, he wouldn't stop until he had every detail in the palm of his hand. Deborah knew him as a man who ask so many funny questions, always wanting to know deeper things. He would want answers, and she wasn’t sure she was ready to give them. Finally, she picked up the call.“Deborah,” Tom’s voice was calm, but there was an undertone of urgency. “We need to talk. ”“Tom, I'm not in the mood for a talk" she replied. “ We have to talk,” he interrupted. “It’s about Vera.”Her heart sank. Of course, it was about Vera. Everything seemed to be about her lately. “Where should we meet?” she
The Mile 3 Murder Mystery Chapter Twenty Six: Okutu’s Headache
Governor Okutu is smart, resourceful but is sometimes haunted by his past. He is a skilled communicator who can navigate social situations and manipulate things when needed. His thoughts went back to the press release that he made announcing the lifting of the curfew. He still feels the pains of the high pressure that led to his acceptance of lifting the curfew . It still hurts and is like a personal defeat, but he had to accept the decision from the presidency. He believes in the safety of his people coming first, despite bowing to the pressure from a man like Lebari Tor. He has not shifted his mind on his revenge on Tor. To him Tor will not have the last laugh. He must pay. The morning that he lifted the curfew, life returned to normal in Port Harcourt. Markets reopened, streets shined with activities and businesses returned to operations. To the common person on the street, the end of the curfew was a big relief, a return of business. But for the governor of Rivers S
The Mile 3 Murder Mystery Chapter Twenty Seven: Police Officer Joe
Mark Tunde got to his hotel room at the Prudence Hotel. He did not want to meet Officer Jane at the moment. He was not ready for any distractions. The tension from his journey to Owerri is still buzzing under his skin. He needs some quiet moments to analyze the situation, and come up with his next step. His hotel room was small but clean. The cleaner attached to his room surely knows her job. He locked his door, drew the curtains, and placed under the frame the vibration sensor device he had always carried, a precaution against unwanted intrusions. Then he took out his Laptop and began to search for the name of the Prince on G****e. He needed to get information about this Prince who had mounted surveillance on him. The name “Prince” that Ambrose gave him was not much information, but it was good for a start. Whoever this Prince is must be powerful and must have resources, he thought. He typed the name with references to murder, scandals, smuggling, but no information surfaced in connec
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Chapter Forty-Six: The Courtroom
The courtroom was filled to capacity, the atmosphere heavy with anticipation as Raphael Dokubo, the once-dreaded Prince, and his loyal enforcer, Ofor, stood in the dock. The trial had captivated the nation, a gripping saga of power, betrayal, and long-overdue justice. For years, Dokubo had ruled the criminal underworld with ruthless authority, his influence extending into politics and business. But now, his empire was crumbling around him.Justice Adegbite, an elderly yet resolute judge, adjusted his glasses and gazed at the defendants. Though his expression remained neutral, the significance of the moment was undeniable. The prosecution had built an airtight case—witness testimonies, forensic findings, financial records, and even confessions from former allies. The defense had fought vigorously, exploiting every legal loophole, but the momentum had shifted irreversibly.In the front row, Vera Tor’s grieving family sat in silence, their faces a mixture of sorrow and expectation. The b
Chapter Forty-Five: The Prince in Police Net
The atmosphere at Port Harcourt International Airport was fraught with tension as law enforcement officers escorted Ofor, a notorious criminal. He had been arrested the night before during a covert operation. Now, with handcuffs securing his wrists and a grim expression on his face, he was being flown to Abuja for interrogation. As the plane taxied along the runway, Ofor maintained his composure, his sharp eyes methodically observing his surroundings.The officers guarding him remained on high alert, fully aware of his reputation for being unpredictable and cunning. Despite being shackled, he radiated defiance, almost as if challenging his captors to try and break his spirit. For a man who had managed to evade justice for so long, the journey to Abuja seemed like the opening move in an intense battle of wits.Upon landing at Nnamdi Azikiwe International Airport, a convoy of security vehicles was waiting. He was promptly transferred into an armored van, surrounded by armed escorts. The
Chapter Forty-Four: Ofor Is Arrested
A pale moon hung low, illuminating the empty dockyard with an unsettling silver sheen. Shadows flickered across towering crates and corroded machinery, while the rhythmic lapping of water against docked ships disrupted the heavy silence. Mark Tunde moved cautiously through the maze of containers, his heart pounding as he tailed Ofor.It was the second time he had pursued Ofor, driven by whispers and fragmented leads. Now, he was on the brink of another confrontation that could change everything. He crouched behind a stack of barrels, his gaze sharpening as he spotted him conversing animatedly with a tall, commanding figure, the Prince.Even from a distance, the Prince exuded authority and danger. Clad in a tailored black suit, his piercing, calculating gaze swept across the operation. Armed men moved systematically, loading crates onto a cargo ship. Mark’s heart sank as he identified the outlines of rifles and ammunition within the crates.He adjusted the grip on his pistol. He had onl
Chapter Forty-Three: Amapiki’s downfall
Lebari Tor sat at the head of his lavish mahogany table, his luxurious home overlooking the glittering Port Harcourt skyline. The room was eerily silent, save for the steady drumming of his fingers against the polished surface. The evidence before him painted a disturbing picture: Senator Amapiki, the man he had mentored and supported for years, was secretly associating with Prince Raphael Dokubo. The realization filled him with equal measures of anger and disgust.Prince Dokubo wasn’t just another criminal. He was the region's clandestine power broker, overseeing an expansive network of illicit activities, from oil theft to human trafficking. To think that Amapiki, a man he had painstakingly elevated, had forged an alliance with someone so dangerous was intolerable. His investments and trust had been betrayed, and such disloyalty couldn’t go unpunished.He studied the incriminating photographs once more. The grainy images of Amapiki and Dokubo meeting in secrecy were a slap in the fa
Chapter Forty- Two: The Prince Fights Back
Raphael Dokubo, known as the Prince, had resolved that nothing would obstruct his dominance. Any threat, whether human or intangible, will be crushed. His list of enemies, though small, was formidable: Bob Kalada, Deborah, Mark Tunde, Officer Jane, and Lebari. The battle for survival had officially begun.Officer Jane, renowned for her sharp instincts and relentless determination, had earned both the respect of her colleagues and the hatred of her adversaries. As one of the top officers at the station, she was accustomed to danger. Exiting the apartment Mark had rented for her, she was abruptly ambushed by a group of masked men. Their movements were precise, and they said nothing."Who are you?" Jane demanded, struggling against their grasp. Her question went unanswered. A tall figure stepped forward, holding up a crest—an emblem featuring a serpent coiled around a crown. It was the unmistakable symbol of the Prince.Meanwhile, Bob Kalada paced anxiously in his study, the rich aroma o
Chapter Forty-One: Commissioner Ede's Redeployment
Superintendent Mark Tunde sat in his office, scrutinizing classified files scattered across his desk. The aroma of his tea had long since faded. Rivers State was plagued by rampant crime, corruption, and impunity. The escalating crisis surrounding Raphael Dokubo’s illegal arms trafficking operation had only intensified the turmoil. A few days ago, his team had executed a carefully coordinated raid, uncovering a stockpile of weapons capable of arming an entire battalion. This operation came after a series of secretive surveillance, wiretapping, and deep infiltration into the criminal underworld. Several of Dokubo’s operatives had been detained, and their confessions directly implicated the wealthy businessman in a sprawling arms trafficking network. For a moment, it appeared justice might triumph, and Rivers State could glimpse a path out of lawlessness. However, that hope was short-lived. In a decision that defied both reason and ethics, Police Commissioner Obed Ede ordered
Chapter Forty: The Fall of Governor Okutu
Lebari Tor is no ordinary man. To those who knew him, he was a shrewd businessman, a philanthropist, and a political benefactor. But beneath the polished veneer lay a manipulator, a man who moved through the corridors of power unseen, orchestrating the fates of men and institutions like a master chess player. Rivers State was his chessboard, and its leaders were nothing more than pawns in his grand design.To him, wealth was never the goal. It was merely a tool. His true ambition was control. The thought of bending an entire state to his will filled him with satisfaction. Yet Governor Okutu had proven a thorn in his side.Okutu was not a saint. His administration had its flaws, and his decisions often sparked debates. But one thing was clear: his loyalty was to the people of Rivers State, not to the elite who sought to dictate the rules. His independence made him an obstacle to Lebari’s schemes, especially his coveted waterfront redevelopment project, a multibillion-naira initiative t
Chapter Thirty-Nine : Attack on Mark Tunde
Raphael Dokubo’s hands quivered with fury as he gripped the edge of his mahogany desk, his piercing gaze fixed on the report before him. The news of a police raid on his arms warehouse had sent ripples of panic through his criminal enterprise. Spearheaded by Police Superintendent Mark Tunde, the operation had led to the arrest of several of his workers and the confiscation of weapons worth millions of dollars. To Raphael, this wasn’t merely an attack on his operations, it was deeply personal.Leaning back in his leather chair, his mind raced with possibilities. His office, situated in the heart of Port Harcourt, was a fortress of secrecy, soundproofed walls bearing witness to countless whispered plans. The rich aroma of cigars lingered in the air, yet it did little to pacify the tempest brewing within him.“Bring Ofor to me,” Raphael commanded, his deep voice echoing sharply against the room's walls.Moments later, the door opened, revealing Ofor, Raphael’s most trusted enforcer. Towe
Chapter Thirty-Eight : The Search for Ofor
Mark Tunde sat in a confined office of the police station , his fingers tapping rhythmically against a pile of papers on his desk. The evidence was scant yet persuasive, and the secrets Justin had shared earlier still resonated in his mind. Justin’s information pointing out that Raphael Dokubo, a man celebrated for both his immense wealth and philanthropy, was entangled in murder and arms smuggling, was not something to dismiss lightly.Having spent years as a police officer, Mark understood the power wielded by men like Dokubo . Their influence extended far beyond the reach of the law, often leaving those who opposed them either destroyed or permanently silenced. Yet, the thought of abandoning this investigation never even crossed his mind. Dokubo has been disguising as the Prince.He picked up the first report on his desk, an autopsy on Grace Iduma, a local journalist. Grace had been investigating corruption at the highest levels of society before she was killed. Officially, her dea
