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Chapter Seven: Shadows
Kaduna – Ruined Checkpoint Ogun studied the footage of Efe again, details imprinted into his memory like scars. Makx lay motionless, tongue flicking, sensing the tension thickening like fog. The man approached carefully, sitting only after Ogun gave a single, brief nod. “How did Hadji find her?” Ogun asked, voice a low growl. The man… Continue reading
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Chapter Four: Checkpoint
Makx howled three times, a crisp alert cutting through the darkness. Her signal. Three tangos in breach formation. Ogun snapped into action, killed all light sources, and slipped into a ‘high ready’ tactical position. Muscle memory took over. He covered both ears, closed his eyes, and stilled his breath. BOOM!!! The flash-bang detonated, white-hot light… Continue reading
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Chapter Two: Activated
Ogun hadn’t set foot in Lagos in six years. Not since he buried the last of his gear, burned his trail, and made Ijebu-Remo his retreat. But the note changed everything. He moved on instinct now. Grabbed his go bag. Slipped in a thread barrel baby eagle, a suppressor and his trusted K-bar. Makx remained… Continue reading
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Chapter One: The Box
Location – Ijebu Remo:- The sun was barely up when the knock came. Three short, sharp taps, precise. Not local. Not familiar. Ogun wiped his hands on a rag, eyes narrowing. He’d been up since five, rewiring a junction box that had sparked out in the compound behind his workshop. Makx hadn’t moved until the… Continue reading
The Lagos Directive 