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5 hrs agoChapter Five: The Villa and the Vow
By [Odoemenam Promise]
The sea crashed like a threat against the rocks of Ilashe’s hidden coast.
Waves hissed and spat as Amara crouched behind the perimeter fence of Chuka’s so-called “retreat.”
Villa? More like a fortress.
Thermal sensors. Two security guards. Hidden cameras embedded in palm trees.
She whispered into her mic.
> “Crow, what’s the blind spot window?”
The AI’s voice crackled softly in her ear.
> “South gate. 47-second loop. Next window in 15 seconds. Run.”
Amara bolted.
Inside, Tosin stood near a glass table cluttered with documents and a single slim laptop. Her heels clicked softly across the marble floor as she scrolled through lines of code.
“Still think this was a good idea?” she muttered.
Chuka leaned against the frame of the open terrace, watching the waves. “She’s brilliant, yes. But predictable.”
Tosin turned. “She’s not predictable. She’s emotional. You think that’s a weakness—it’s not.”
Chuka scoffed. “I married her, remember? I know her.”
“Then you should know this won't end quietly.”
Amara slipped through the south gate just before the loop reset. She hugged the wall, breath shallow.
One guard passed. She counted his steps. Fifteen seconds. Turn. Gone.
She moved again.
Inside the villa’s hallway, she pulled a fire alarm.
Red lights flashed.
Sirens wailed.
Chaos began.
Tosin snapped her head toward the hallway.
“Was that—?”
“I’ll check,” Chuka said quickly, already moving.
But Amara was faster.
She emerged from the hallway like a ghost, gun drawn—not lethal, but charged with EMP shock.
“Tosin.”
Tosin froze.
Amara stepped forward, hands steady. “Step away from the laptop.”
“You shouldn’t be here,” Tosin said coolly.
“You shouldn’t be sleeping with someone else’s husband. Yet here we are.”
Tosin raised her hands slowly. “Listen, I didn’t come here to hurt you—”
“Oh, spare me the traitor poetry.” She circled the table. “You knew what EUNOMA could do. You knew what it meant.”
“I didn’t take EUNOMA. I was sent to observe Chuka,” Tosin said softly.
“What?”
“You think this was a love affair?” Tosin’s voice lowered. “This villa, the project, him—he’s just a pawn.”
“Then who’s the player?” Amara demanded.
Tosin hesitated.
Amara aimed the EMP gun at her laptop and fired.
The device sparked, hissed, and died.
Tosin screamed. “You don’t know what you’ve just done!”
“Try me.”
Chuka burst through the doors.
“Amara—!”
She spun, gun aimed. “Don’t.”y
“You’re making a mistake.”
“No, Chuka,” she said, voice calm as a blade. “That was you.”
He raised his hands. “You don’t know everything.”
“Then tell me. Tell me why you sold my code. Tell me why you wanted me out of the way. Tell me why she said you’re a pawn.”
Tosin stepped between them. “Chuka didn’t steal it. He was commissioned. By Obsidian Halo.”
Amara’s blood ran cold.
That name again.
“The black cell?” she whispered.
Tosin nodded. “Military-adjacent. Corporate-funded. Deep enough in the system they don’t technically exist.”
“And Chuka works for them?”
“He is them now,” Tosin said. “You were the price of his promotion.”L
Chuka’s face twisted. “That’s not true.”
“It is,” Amara said. “You fed them my code, didn’t you? Little pieces at a time. I saw the transfers.”
“They gave me no choice.”
“You always had a choice, Chuka. You just didn’t choose me.”
Sirens blared outside.
Tosin moved to the window. “We have to go. They’re coming.”
“Who?” Amara asked.
Tosin’s face was pale. “Obsidian Halo. We triggered the failsafe.”
“They know we’re all expendable now,” Chuka muttered.
Amara looked between them—two people who’d broken her heart, now trapped in the same cage.
And behind them, a force bigger than any of them.
“Then let them come,” she whispered.
To be continued…