DARE DEVIL THIEVES (Pt 2) Amos Baboni heaved a sigh of relief as he safely got into the sanitation vehicle that quietly made its way to a warehouse where they all entered another drainage hole. Amos Baboni ensured that each member of the team took a different tunnel direction as they all made their ways out into the street level in different parts of the City. This project was almost getting to the end. He got 7 pings on his pager confirming all team members had no problem getting to the street levels and to the cars they had strategically parked to do the next task. 10 months of strategic planning and studying every detail into perfection. 6 months of each person wearing a custom made aloe-Vera laced skin hugging fabric to conceal their natural body scent, and to heavily wear a distinct perfume every day to further give themselves a strong layer of invisibility. Amos Baboni knew that within the next 20 minutes, his team will take off the face masks they had all been wearing for the past 10 months, first occasionally for about 4-5 months, and then constantly in the last 5 months. Their laser-made skin gloves that look like their real hands with detailed nails-effect and almost real finger prints which will be taken off also to be dissolved in a special solvent and flushed down the toilet. Their flight tickets were ready months ago. They were bought at different times to different countries in Europe and Asia before they all converge finally again at their originally planned destination in Monaco after a few months. He got to his own hideout and proceeded to take off his mask to reveal his real identity - Wole Don Esira. His team calls him Arise! Paging beeps from Dareolu Nasesulo and Ornugo Mibun the other leaders of the team came in to confirm the final phase was in progress. These two guys were the real strategists while he was just the chief analyst that has to think a step ahead of the system because of his family military background. His parents were both information analysts in the classified off the grid department that only exist to the NSA. Therefore, when a natural analyst meets professional strategists, nothing can stop them. As the team made their ways to the airports, the store was counting their losses! What Felix Caybee the store senior manager discovered was that the store main server was hacked by the thieves and the price values of their most expensive and exotic goods were literarily changed. Diamond stones that were valued and set to be sold for $250K were changed to meagre $250 he told Special Agent Soma Xilef! Other precious stones and jewelries were sold at similar give-away values as well. When he remembered that 50% and 20% off vouchers were also given out, he screamed out in painful agony! Their world rarest pink diamonds have been legally sold for less than $125. All were gone. What were they thinking? He looked at the various counters where these items have been sold and he realised he could not blame the sales staff. All they had to do was scan the items being purchased, take the payments and issue the receipts! Agent Soma Xilef could not believe what had just happened! He was looking at the first set of shoppers to come in and he noticed that against the surprise moaning and displays of wonderment that most shoppers first display during sales, some 5 or 6 of the shoppers, may be more, casually strolled inside and headed in different directions inside the mall. They seemed to know where they were going unlike the remaining shoppers who were running their eyes around the store first before they decide on what to buy. From his experience, he knew they were more than six months behind whoever pulled off this monstrous operation and that they would need to triple that effort if are to make any arrest within the next 6 to 12 months. He looked at the video playback of the image of the gentleman who struggled through the door when his jacket got caught up during the lockdown moment and wondered why such an expensive tweed jacket could be left behind no matter what sort of a hurry one would have found himself. He knew something else was wrong when he saw on the adjoining video that the same man hopped on a sanitation truck with no identification number! Expensive jacket and sanitation truck are 2 things that do not match each other. Felix Caybee (pronounced as KB) came to him for the umpteenth time....$12 million dollars goods gone for $10,000 dollars. Agent Soma looked up as he heard the sound of an airplane making its ascent but the expensive chandeliers and the beautiful ceiling paints would not let him see anything beyond it. Airport was only 3 miles and less than 30 minutes of heavy traffic away from the store, lockdown was almost 2 hours ago. If the man who let go his expensive tweed jacket to jump on a sanitation truck could be started with, he should be in the air by now. He looked at the still image of the man caught up at the door and it was expressionless! He could not read it! He asked himself if that was the real face at all! He slammed his fist on the desk....he warned them but they never listened to him and now he will be the focal point of the investigation! He needed analytical men that would think and act like him and he wished some of the perpetrators were on his team. He wondered why smart people always chose to be on the wrong side of the law and the law itself never made any effort to catch these smart ones young before they could decide their pathways. He needed people like these dare devils on his team now and he wished he were God to do the miraculous. He looked over his shoulder at Felix the moaning manager...in how many transactions were the sales that resulted in your $12 million losses made?. Ten effing sales sir he muttered. Dont ever use any swear word when talking to me...ok? Agent Soma Xilef in his puritanical manners told him before he looked at his men who had by now been recalled and were all awaiting his orders. We are looking for ten young men and women. They are smarter, methodical and more intelligent than us. They fooled us this morning and robbed us legally to the tune of $12 million dollars or more. I expect them to be in the air by now to other states or other countries of the world. To pull off this heist, they probably started their plans 10-12 months ago and we are going to start ours 18-24 months ago. Agent Soma said as he looked at the 3 or 4 faces frozen up on the screen before his men. Dont let those faces deceive you, they might not be real. We are looking for these people and their accomplices, dig up anything you can and pull out the profiles of people who can be this methodical and study them. Anything that look strange, odd and out of place should be devoured, vomited and devoured again to ensure a proper digestion take place. A dot that is out of place must be scrutinised and I want every profile checked a million times! They have gained extra 15 hours on us and your work began now began 24 months ago. I want new updates every 5 minutes and the first one was due 6 minutes ago. You have 4 minutes more to start the next round of updates and you 20 are already owing me 100 minutes of updates, that is 1 hour and 40 minutes of information that must be regained. Call your family and send flowers to your spouses to apologise for your unavailability tonight. Pizza plus lots of coffee is your dinner tonight as I want these people madly, and I want them 10 months ago. He barked out as they all dispersed! They knew they could trust him, he is smart and very intelligent. He sees and knows what they are not privileged to understand and he hardly betrays his emotions. They wished the top FBI bosses would always listen to him. Agent Soma looked at Felix again and asked him to send to his desk the files of all the staff that had worked in the store in the last three years, both past and present. That would be for his personal consumption and where he would launch his own attack from. Felix was about to hesitate and ask why, but knowing the reputation of Agent Soma, he decided otherwise. He was going to personally see to it; even details of every applicant he interviewed and rejected in the last three years would be included as well, no stone to be left unturned he concluded. He was seeing a slight ray of hope at last. Wole Don Esira mused at the way his revenge plan had effortlessly panned out. He remembered the way himself and two other friends - Dareolu and Ornugo were dismissed by the manager almost 3 years ago, after they came up with a more effective security plan they had suggested for the store. But because they were all freshmen in the college with some crazy ideas for a store that had never been breached before, made their idea more ridiculous! Felix later dismissed them for gross insubordination after they repeatedly try to show him what he thought was an Xbox game fantasy. This was Felixs gravest mistake and he Wole Don Esira had shown him. He remembered the day he sent one of his team members to pretend as a prospective applicant so he could plant a low frequency hair-thin high tech listening gadget under Felixs desk. That was what he had used to monitor all conversations and everything going on in the store. It was a classified technology whose existence only the NSA office was aware of, and he had stolen it from one of his parents who has not even realised it was gone. He ensured he picked it up during their early morning operation to leave no clue behind. They did their home work well and could still provide the necessary alibis for their real personhood up till 9pm the eve of their operations. They had all gone to their loved ones to say goodbye to them for their universities gap year trips that would enable them to explore the world around them. They never missed their lectures and had never acted as open friends on their campuses. They never looked compatible or friendly in any way, they were only unified for one purpose and it would take a super smart officer to connect anything or anyone with the other. Meanwhile, Felix Caybee was wiping off the trails of records of emails that suggested to him that the stores security could be breached. He thought he had done a very good work with the security stuffs he had put up and only now he believed that Wole Don and his friends were right to call his method archaic and 17th century! He prayed hard that they wont go to the media as whistleblowers, as they were the first to tell him his security was nonsense. Any proof of their suggestions to him would be wiped off the system as he knows exactly how to do just that with the records of the boys ever working for the store. He was just 3 months away from his retirement, and he needs his pension pot and other benefits as rewards. As a sign of good stewardship, he would ask for 3 months extension to help the board of governors and other heavy investors in the store with their internal investigations to show them how concerned and passionate about the store he is. As if in coordinated sync, Wole Don Esira, (aka - Amos Baboni, aka - Arise), Special agent Soma Xilef and Felix Caybee all looked at their watches - one in the air and about to skim past the US airspace with his 9 other gang members all seated in economy classes in 4 different planes heading towards Europe heartland, one in his car and about to head to his office to start the investigation straightaway and the last one in his office about to call it a day - 7pm it says... LONG NIGHT IT IS GOING TO BE the trio thought in their minds as Wole Don closed his his eye, with agent Soma turning on the ignition and Felix Caybee locking his office door. Something told Felix the next few months would be rough and he should expect the worst! He shivered at that thought. His gut feeling has never been wrong! Soma pulled out of the store park and something told him he had to close the store down and forensically pick through the layers of hays to look for that tiny needle! The fault started from the store and he believed he had to start from there. He picked up his phone to call his assistant - Ms O.O Fatsing to get a subpoena from the county court first thing in the morning! They have to be proactive and aggressive right from now! He drove into the darkness ahead of him which literally was just the way the investigation looked to him. Let there be light... he said as he turned on his full headlight! He saw another beam of light right behind him, Felix he thought. As the two cars sped away, the unknown 11th member of the gang, Wole Don Erisas younger brother - Eze Demba Gbochi, came out of his hiding and wirelessly restored all the other files deleted by Felix. He removed the transmitter he had secretly placed behind the pipes at the back of Felixs window. It was the transmitter that helped connect to all computers in the store. The transmitters final job was done now that he had successfully changed the names and faces of his brothers and the two other members of the gang that worked their before with profiles of dead people from Europe and Australia, no other person will be under spotlight apart from Felix the store manager and he deserved it in his mind. He threw the transmitter in a nearby lake as his brother as instructed him. He got on his bicycle and pedalled away in the opposite direction. He could go on like that in the surrounding darkness for the next half an hour. The store was located in an area that was once a dreadful place and only the brave goes there at night. He knew the security guards manning the store perimeter will be arriving within half an hour in their cars and he has only 100 meters left to leave the area. Gentle man...why are you riding in darkness?.......it was AGENT SOMA XILEFs voice....
Posted on: Mon, 07 Apr 2014 09:55:38 +0000
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