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Chapter Eleven Strengthened ties  Grey's three days of illness were over as his manager had expected, the doctor called to say Grey would be returning to the office and Grey did. He was tasked to leave the following day for the United States to meet someone in the company's interest. As usual, they had asked Grey if he wanted to go with anyone and he said yes. This time, the company car hadn't come to pick him because he said he would love to drive himself to the airport, though, it was on the orders of The Secret.The day came, Grey and Helen already packed, set off for the airport in the Sentinel. The company's jet was already set when the Sentinel arrived, Grey and Helen stepped out, got into the plane, then it took off.For some reason, Grey wasn't scared Helen was exposed. So much had happened between him, the letters and his watch that he wouldn't doubt anything coming from The Secret. He strongly had the feeling they

Chapter Twelve 

Chapter Thirteen Close calls  Grey didn't remember the last time he went to church, and frankly it didn't bother him. He usually had his morning devotion before the day's activity, and today being a Sunday, he had stayed in with Helen. The watch hadn't ticked, neither did it say anything even with Grey wearing the earpiece for most part of the day.He and Helen talked about love, family, and some mushy topics. Helen on the other hand, saw herself opening up to Grey on an emotional level with each passing day. Grey didn't think it creepy, he loved her for it. On Monday morning by six, the watch told Grey to book a room in a hotel, and watch the second floor of a brothel. Grey wore the wireless earpiece, then waited. He heard a phone ring in the room he was supposed to be monitoring, a man answered the call. It wasn't much of Grey's interest what this man was doing there, he had seen better days than this, so he focused. 

Chapter Fourteen Bigger than us  Reporting early to work the next day, Grey's manager was proud of him, and told him a certain message had come for him after he left the office, one which said he was to be in Topaz Hill today. Grey left the office before nine that morning, drove to Topaz Hill, the watch told him to stop at a certain gas station to refuel. Grey did, then drove on the orders of the watch—further into a village. He stopped at a compound with erected mud houses. There, a dark lanky lady sat frying garri, an older lady peeling cassava, and a young man lying on a mat. "Ask for Patience Uba," the watch said, and Grey did. The lady peeling cassava said in a clear english manner, "I am." "May I have a word?" Grey asked. She stopped peeling cassava, took to her feet…the lanky lady looked at Grey like one who deserves to be stoned, then hanged for stopping the progressive goal they had set to achieve. The

Chapter Fifteen Spotted in sight  The foreign alliance for The Setedus was turning out to be a raving success on all sides. The manager thanked Grey for making that all possible, yet there was another trip to make just after the last he had to the US with Helen. As it had been discussed at the board meeting, so they passed the message to Grey who readied himself and Helen for another trip. The Sentinel arrived at the airport in the night, and stopped close to the private jet. Grey and Helen got into the plane, the pilot told them to fasten their seatbelts…the plane took off. It was a peaceful flight, absent bad weather, they arrived in London within a space of hours. A black Chevy Suburban picked them up from the London airport, then set for the inner boroughs of Kensington where a house was already provided for them. They got in, ate, saw a bit of the evening news, before going up to sleep. At dawn

Chapter Sixteen Fist of the Mist 

Chapter Seventeen The city of snipers  It was raining the next day as Grey left the house to a high building, quite a distance from Axel's warehouse. From the heat signatures, and the watch's confirmation, Axel wasn't there. Though the scope gave a green view of the environment, making Grey spot Axel's hackers. So many missions of The Secret he had carried out without understanding it, but cluelessly attending to it. This he understood very well for he read Electrical Electronics Engineering. Helen needed to make that call to Axel, and this hackers had to be taken out else her position would be compromised. At exactly six in the morning, Grey fired the first hacker whose typing instantly ceased, he fell on his computer. Others hadn't noticed because of the thunder storm, and they were all so tired, so if one of them slumped like that, it didn't matter...they needed the rest. Grey aimed at another red target, then fired. He pulled the t

Chapter Eighteen 

To be continued in...DAWN OF NO RETURN: PRIDE OF THE SECRETExcerpt from Chapter 1: Death ResumeThe doorbell rang. Grey Garrett, a tall, handsome, twenty-six years old with dark hair walked downstairs in his white pyjamas, the sensor in the living room triggered the lights, he moved to the door and opened it to meet a big brown box. He raised his small brown eyes to see sheets of rain downing from dark clouds, the cold wind pressed against his fair skin and stole its way into the house.Carefully, he looked at both sides, trying to spot someone, he saw nothing and stroked his beard. This somehow seemed normal to Grey because of who he worked for, and the kind of people he worked with. It wasn't the first time this had happened, and it definitely wasn't going to be the last. But the idea of him always being watched, but not knowing by whom always gave him the chills. It was the style of The Secret, which was the name of the organization and the persona he wo

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