Must Read: Cyber lover - Season 1 - Episode 66

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Must Read: Cyber lover - Season 1 - Episode 66

“That will be dangerous Inspector.” She raised
her hands and dropped them helplessly.
Perhaps she should just tell the cops that his
life and Michael‟s were in danger if he takes
that action. “You surprise me inspector. How
do you explain the two previous killing? You
think I am capable of that? Cain exists! The
earlier you start believing, the better for
everybody. If you arrest me, you leave yourself
and Michael at the mercy of that ruthless
Cain. Cain feels he is doing me some good by
killing anybody he thinks is a treat to my
happiness, even you.” She stop and in a cool
voice said, “Just allow me to talk to Michael;
he could be in another danger with Nimrod on
the loose. Please let us save Michael, I really
can‟t survive losing him to anything or
anybody. Arresting me will do you no good.”

The two cops continued to stare at her in total
confusion, and then Jack said, “Alright, Miss
Davis, I am not going to arrest you. In fact,
you are more useful to me outside, than
behind bars. When is Michael actually coming
back?” “This evening, maybe earlier, I will call
him later,” Then she added, “Please trust me,
Inspector.” “Time will tell, Miss Davis, only
time will tell. Suddenly his phone rang.
He answered the call. “Inspector Davison
here.” “An accident was just reported off
Clayton‟s Street, sir,” reported an officer. “It
appears to be a taxi carrying Officer James.
The tail we placed on Brenda Davis, sir.”
“D--n!” muttered the inspector, drawing
attention from the others around the table
with him. “When did this happen?” he
wondered aloud. “A few minutes ago, sir. The
officer is now being reported dead, sir.”
“Jesus….” “What is it, Jack?” Inspector
Bromsbey asked, turning to him with concern.
“We‟ll discuss this outside, Inspector. Nothing
to be worried about, right now.” “Is there no
way you think we can get hold of this…Cain,
Miss? There must be some way of knowing
the location he is chatting from,” Officer
Kennedy suggested. “I think that will be a
waste of time,” negated Brenda. “Cain made it
clear that he is everywhere and nowhere.

Unless you want to tell me that you have a
way of catching a ghost. He might even be
here with us without our knowledge.” At this,
the three police officers looked around them
uncomfortably. Brenda continued, “The only
thing that can be done now is to stop him
from killing more people.” “And how do you
expect to do that?” Jack asked.
“Honestly, I don‟t know, but I will do
everything I can to make sure no one gets hurt
again. This is more than my fragile heart can
take.” Somehow, Jack knew she was telling
the truth. However, for the first time since he
had been a cop, he didn‟t know what to do.
“Where is Michael now?” he asked. “He is not
in town, but he called me earlier today and
told me that he will be coming back soonest,”
she replied. “What are we going to do about
Michael?” Jane asked. “I have no choice.

Michael either stops coming around me or he
dies,” Brenda sadly replied. Jane pulled her
seat closer to her and put her arms around
her shoulder. The cops watched them in
confusion. The sadness exhibited by both
women weakened their will to doubt the
incredible story they‟d just been told. And
they shouldn‟t forget Dr. Ryan‟s theory. * * *
The cop car sped away from the office block
housing Jane‟s workplace. Inspector
Bromsbey turned to his Nigerian colleague
when Officer Kennedy had put some distance
between them and the bank. “Well?” he
enquired. “An officer I set up to tail Brenda
just died in a motor accident some minutes
after he entered a cab to follow our girl when
she‟d just left her office. He died before he
could report back to me.” “So what do you
think?” “I think Brenda is still not telling us
everything. I want to be there when she meets
Michael this evening, but we must be discreet
about it.” “Dr. Ryan is coming with his friends
as well,” announced the British officer. “Yeah,
we‟ll need him,” admitted Jack. “I felt like
someone…something was watching us back
there in Jane‟s office.” “Something like what?”
“The very same entity that caused the accident
that killed Officer James, inspector. Kennedy,
please drop me at the office. I still have some
thinking to do.” “I will visit Dr. Ryan if you
don‟t mind, inspector,” implored Inspector
Bromsbey, and his Nigerian colleague nodded
his agreement. “Maybe he has discovered the
whereabouts of the rogue scientist you were
telling me about? What‟s his name again?”
“Professor McLeod, Jack…Floyde McLeod.” * *
*
It was almost 6:00 p.m. and Inspector
Davison really wanted to go home and stay
with his family since he‟d promised his wife
that he would come back for lunch. However,
he had been trying all day to analyze what
Brenda and Jane had told him, though he did
not know what to make out of the story. He
decided to call Officer Kennedy and Officer
Daniel into his office for a phone conference.

One that would provide a more critical
analysis of the case. “I am still finding it
difficult to believe all Brenda had said; I just
wish I could get a reason to believe she was
lying,” he explained when both men had
hooked up with him. “Judging from all the
knowledge we have gotten from our
investigations so far, sir,” supplied Officer
Daniel, “what the girls told us seems the only
explanation that makes sense. The problem is
convincing the public and family members of
the deceased that an internet ghost is the
killer.” “Not an internet ghost, Daniel,”
corrected his superior. “I and Bromsbey
appear to be coming round to a conclusion,
which has to do with a rogue professor and
Biomoleculodynamic Invisibility.” “Bio what,
sir?” asked a startled Officer Kennedy. “You
can only hear such terms in science fiction
films and novels…the ones foreigners write?

Not in Lupe, I tell you, sir.” “No, Kennedy, not
in Lupe,” agreed Jack. “But then, they say the
world is becoming smaller…” Then he
continued, “I think the main problem we have
here is ensuring that no other life is lost to
this thing, especially an innocent life like
Michael‟s. We mustn‟t explain anything to the
public if we don‟t have anything to say. Right
now, only Brenda and Bromsbey can help us
stop more killings.
The girl must find a way to talk this guy out
of killing Michael before it is too late. She
said she will talk to Michael this evening; let‟s
hope she has a plan.” “And what of Inspector
Bromsbey, sir?” interjected Officer Daniel.

“You also mentioned his name?” “Yes, the
inspector went to see his friend, Dr. Ryan.
They came with a lot of equipment in their
van…I hope all that hardware will help us
unravel this mystery before we lose another
life.”
“Are we going to be there when Brenda meets
Michael this evening?” Officer Daniel asked.
“Yes and no. We will just stick around. And
that reminds me, I want Brenda watched from
this evening and throughout this week, but the
plainclothesmen must remain inconspicuous,
because we still don‟t know what we‟re
dealing with here. Remember Officer James
died today. Also, I want Michael‟s home
watched. Let me know when he comes back
from his trip.” “We‟re already watching his
house, sir,” Officer Kennedy reminded him.
“Have you forgotten Nimrod?” “Yes, that one.

The police officer shrugged. “Maybe Nimrod
will soon make his move for Michael…who
knows, maybe this evening. We might discover
something they are not telling us.” “Do you
think there could be something fishy?” Daniel
asked. “You never can tell.

How are we sure that Michael is not involved
in all this? Perhaps he is trying to make
himself look like a victim by making Brenda
convince us that his life might be in danger.
But if Nimrod‟s threat to Michael‟s life is not
the only one, I want to make sure that we can
save him still.” Inspector Bromsbey joined the
call conference. “Yes, inspector,” Jack began
after they‟d all exchanged pleasantries. “Has
your friends found out anything, yet?” “They
say they might just have an idea of where our
fugitive friend could be hiding in Africa,
inspector.” “Is he hiding in Lupe?” “No,
inspector,” negated the man from Scotland
Yard. “The Congo DR is the likely place; don‟t
ask me how they found this out.” “Okay sir,
but is there any link to our case?” the
Nigerian wanted to know.