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Captive Heart: Hearts In Peril (Episode 40)

Posted by on September 27, 2016.


Lionel was boiling with frustration. The convoy of police cars was still some distance away from the hospital, but despite their sirens and daredevil drivers, they had met an obstruction that even the mighty police could not cause to budge quickly.

Herdsmen and their cattle. A lot of cattle. The road ahead of them was dotted with the humped, slowly moving cows. They spread across the entire expanse of asphalt, mooing and leaving heaps of steaming faeces to mark their route as they lumbered along to dreams of green grass, oblivious to the vehicles forced to crawl behind them.

Inspector Babalola’s head was stuck outside the jeep window, the veins in his neck standing out as he yelled at the two herdsmen who lazily prodded their herd of cows along. He had to shout in order to be heard over the blaring horns of the police jeeps and other cars.

“My friend, will you get those animals out of the road before we shoot you all? What manner of rubbish is this?!”

The herdsmen barely reacted to all the noise, slowly herding their cattle towards the shoulder of the road at their own pace as the policemen and other drivers yelled curses and threats in their direction.

Inspector Babalola drew his head back into the car like that of a disgruntled tortoise, muttering irritably under his breath about the impertinence of the average nomadic herdsman. On a less tense day, Lionel might have been amused at the absurdity of the situation, but with frantic thoughts of Helen’s safety filling his head, the last thing he felt like doing was laughing.

He pulled out his phone and started to dial the phone number of one of new bodyguards, then paused, deciding to call Joe-B’s phone line instead.

As the cattle finally managed to free up half of the road and the police jeeps whizzed past them, Lionel pressed his phone to his ear, hoping fervently that Joe-B’s own phone would ring.

The bodyguard picked it up on the first ring.
For a moment Lionel couldn’t believe he had finally contacted someone at the hospital, and then the words gushed out of him in a rush.

“Oh thank God, Joe-B! I’ve been trying to call; we have all been trying to call the other bodyguards. Listen, Helen is in danger. You have to get to her…”

Inspector Babalola and all the other policemen in the jeep listened intently as Lionel spoke rapidly into the phone. Joe-B was their only link to the hospital. Every moment spent talking to him was expensive.

It was worth Helen’s life.


When Stone told Melody that two women were in Helen’s room, a feeling of unease filled him. The office had called to tell them that Lionel Thomas’ fiancée, Miss Bukola Deinde was coming to the hospital to stay with Helen, but he had gotten no information that a second female visitor was expected.

“Did any of them come with one of our guys from the security firm?” he asked, as he pulled his phone out of his pocket. He frowned when he noticed the phone signal was poor- he would not be able to call their office to ask about the second woman.

“Yeah, the second one did.” Stone replied, also frowning as some of Melody’s apprehension transferred to him. “The guy is stationed outside. Is something wrong?”

Melody began to walk to Helen’s door, and then hesitated. He was reluctant to interrogate the second visitor. What if she was related to the client and was a spoilt rich diva who eventually reported him for harassment? It could cost him his job.

He turned away, pulling out his phone from his pocket and raising it towards the ceiling as he searched for a spot with a stronger signal. It would be wiser to get in contact with the office before he barged into Helen’s room. The presence of the female visitor who the office had cleared ought to be enough to prevent the other woman from doing anything weird until he got this all sorted out.

“I no get network too o.” Stone had brought out his own phone and was also searching for a signal. “But I don’t see what harm one other female visitor can be…”

They both turned at the sound of a sharp whistle and saw Joe-B limping around the corner, his face grim above the expanse of his hospital gown, and his gun gripped in the palm of the hand that was free of his sling. “We have a big problem.”

The other two bodyguards immediately pocketed their phones and hurried towards Joe-B, their faces tense. “What kind of problem?” Stone asked.

Joe’s reply was drowned out by the sound of a scream and then a gunshot, coming from the direction of the hospital’s reception lounge. Stone and Melody shared a quick look and immediately upholstered their own guns.

“That kind of problem.” Joe-B said dryly.

To Be Continue By 4pm

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8 Responses

  1. O! my God! Can’t wait for d next Episode

    by vivian on Sep 27, 2016 at 10:36 am

  2. Abeg Mk 4 Quick Reach O,helen Cnt Die

    by Ella on Sep 27, 2016 at 10:49 am

  3. oh my God!!

    by mhiz rhopheehart on Sep 27, 2016 at 11:31 am

  4. Oh no!Helen must not die

    by Favour on Sep 27, 2016 at 2:45 pm

  5. She Is The Heroine,She Won’t Die

    by ViCiK on Sep 27, 2016 at 2:52 pm

  6. Angela

    by Angela a Girl on Sep 27, 2016 at 3:37 pm

  7. My helen oo

    by Vicky on Sep 27, 2016 at 5:28 pm

  8. I hope helen z alive

    by Sodo on Sep 28, 2016 at 10:35 am

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