SteemShort #1 - Post 3: Request for the Last Part of the Story

in #steemshorts7 years ago (edited)

UPDATE: The author for the last part of SteemShort #1 has been chosen (2017-Dec-14)

The summary with the most upvotes (45) has been written by @dorth.

Congratulations, @dorth

Here is the summary:

Investigations in top gear, the Police noticed the Electric Fence wire that was cut at the back of
Chief Benson's building. They could find three different footprints. How come the alarm did not go off when the wire was cut? There must have been an insider involved in the operation, who switched off supply to the electric fence. The cook, gardener and driver were taken in for questioning. Meanwhile, during autopsy, a trace of blood was found under the fingernails of the guard that was strangled. Obviously, during the struggle, he scratched his attacker with his nails. This was taken for DNA profiling and the name of the attacker is found to be Segun Richard. The Police traced him to his house and the revelation is astounding.

Henry Dokun, still under hot pusuit, stumbles in the woods and hit his head against a huge tree. The doctors are right on their feet to ensure that they do not lose another aspirant. The whole case is about to be solved but so far, no one has any idea of what the documents the gunmen took from Chief Benson is.

SteemShort #1 - Post 2: Request for the Last Part of the Story

SteemShorts are short stories written collaboratively by three different authors and illustrated by an artist/photographer.
The process to create a SteemShort is described in this post: SteemShorts: Collaborative Short Stories.

This is the request for the last part of the first SteemShort.

The first part has been written by @tolustx and the middle part by @nevies. Both parts are shown below.

Authors that want to write this last part should send in a comment the summary of their proposed contribution. This summary must be in 100 to 200 words. Any proposed summary that is shorter than 100 words or longer than 200 words will not be considered. The summary must describe the end of the story.

The chosen author will be the one that have the most upvotes for his summary comment 4 days after this post. The post will be updated to indicate which author has been chosen.
The chosen author will then be instructed how to submit their full contribution. The full contribution need to be between 500 and 1,500 words, with no sound, image or video.

Once the full contribution of the chosen author will be received, another post with the full text of the story will request proposals for an illustration for the story, as well as a title from the 3 authors.

All authors need to agree for a "Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike" (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0/legalcode).

No title for the short story should be suggested. When the full text of the full story will be known, the three different authors will each propose a title.

So, writers, send your summary proposals.

And, readers, upvote the summaries that you like.


First part of the story, by @tolustx:

The ceremony was full of glamour. There was a colourful display of traditional values: the dancers were full of power, the drummers played like their lives depended on it, the congregants were full of joy and dressed in various colourful and expensive group attires, it was difficult to believe that majority of them socially fall much beneath the average class. Titles were conferred on the new chiefs, each showing appreciation to the people for the good gesture and promising an era of greater development to the people of the town. Chief Benson was not left out, as his appreciation speech was more like a political campaign. His antecedents have already proven to people he is capable of bringing rapid development to the state and its people. So, it was not a surprise when they cheered him as he spoke and sang his praises over and over, chanting… “The saviour of the people has come!”

A reception crowned this ceremony. Everyone, irrespective of social or political class was present. There was so much to eat and drink, the music band played melodious songs and the people danced their hearts out. It was a great way to end the annual celebrations. Chief Benson proceeded from here to a meeting with the elders of the town as there are political issues they needed to sort out. Some still believe that Chief Benson should step down for and support Sen. Henry Dokun, who is from the same senatorial district, and has sworn that the election is to be contested with every ounce of his blood. Henry has at his disposal, political thugs, who just needs him to speak a word and the task is done.

The meeting was filled with heated arguments on why Benson should step down. Some believe that since Chief Benson and Sen. Henry are from the same District, there should be a single candidate representing them to increase the chances of that candidate winning. Sen. Henry definitely has more political experience and should therefore be better suited for the office, more so, as the incumbent governor is also contesting for a second term in office, only a strong opposition will be able to unseat him. Chief Benson argued that this is his time and he is taking the shot. He has the followership, he has money to see it through, he has the will, and above all, it is time for the common man to enjoy the beauty of democracy. It is barely four months to the election; concrete decisions have to be made as soon as possible for better strategizing.

Chief Benson returned to his mansion around 12:45am, so tired. He needed to rest as he would be returning to the city early in the morning. He takes a cold shower relayed to his wife, Precious, a summary of the proceedings at the meeting. She simply asks him to be careful and take time to think it through. She promised to support any decision he makes.

At about 2:30 am, the security personnel in the compound recently completed their routine patrol of the compound and are back at their post at the gate. One of them returning from toilet, was grabbed from behind and swept off his feet with what he would have described as a wave too heavy for his body balance. He was however not going to be overpowered so easily. He tried to jump to his feet to retaliate but his attacker was swifter. A single shot to his chest from his .22 Winchester Magnum shattered a rib and went into his heart. He gasped for breath but he could not just hold the breath. He dropped dead immediately. His colleague has earlier been strangled, his lifeless body is laid in a corner with eyes wide open. He was alerted by the sudden barks of the dogs but before he could see anything, an heavy figure was behind him, with arms tightly wrapped round his neck. He almost reached to his rifle but it was too late. The man behind gradually drained life out of his body. One bullet each from a 9x18mm Makarov was enough to silence the dogs, restoring the calmness.

The invaders did not want their presence announced. Everything therefore had to be done as silent as possible. That is why they had silencers tightly fitted to their firearms. With the dogs and security men taken out, they proceeded into the building. The compound, though large, is well litted but they seem to have a thorough understanding of the compound to know which part is darker. Two of them stayed put within the perimeter while six of them entered the house through the kitchen door, which is much easier to break open than the main entrance. Three of them proceeded to the master bedroom while two manned the living room and the guest bedroom. One stood guarding the stairs.

The brief dog barks had woken Chief Benson and he suspected something was wrong, and he made some quick calls but it would take sometime for the police to get there as the nearest police post does not have enough manpower to deal with this threat. By the time they arrived, they only met a wailing wife and the lifeless body of her husband. The shooter was precise. Two shots from his .45 ACP 10mm Auto made way into his forehead. The death was quick and painless. Eyes soaked with tears of anguish, all that the bereaved wife could say was "why would someone do this to me".

The Police tried to talk to her. "They were all holding guns. They asked for a particular document from him, he quickly pointed it to them and one of them reached for it. When he confirmed that it was what they wanted, the one has a scar on his face shot my husband" and she bursts into tears. They decided to leave her for a moment. Just before dawn, the Police chief arrived. At this time, the whole town was awake. Cops swarmed the compound, looking for traces of evidence that could be helpful. Some members of the press requested a statement from the police but the Police commissioner is yet to fathom the motive behind this incidence.
Was it a robbery or an assassination mission?
How did they know so much about him and his house?
Is this the handiwork of one of his political opponents?
If yes, then who could it be? This is going to be a hard nut to crack, he thought to himself.

Middle part of the story, by @nevies

Meanwhile a lot had happened that same night that was going to come into light very soon, and that was going to give the Police chief even more headache.

For a very good reason, which was that Sen. Henry has been consulting Professor Otagburuagu (meaning "one who kills a lion by biting and chewing it."), and when someone in the vicinity has been consulting Professor Otagburuagu what happens next is usually, simply put: phenomenal.

Professor Otagburuagu was enigma personified; an extremely mysterious middle-aged dark skinned man. He was a Professor of Ritualistic Arts and there have never been a more handy man than he. He was a Medical doctor, a surgeon, practitioner of several dark arts, therapist, bone setter, evil genious, legal adviser, spiritual adviser, and pretty much everything similarly helpful! He had, magical might, charms, ingenuity, etc, and he was consulted far and wide by the elite class (usually criminals) and anyone who could afford his exorbitant fees, to profer solution to their problems, give them pieces of advice, etc. His clientelle came from all works of life and politicians were not an exception.

Sen. Henry had heard a lot about the Professor, and just now when he was so desperate to win the Governorship election he was adviced by his consortium to see the Prof. about it; the Prof had all the answers, they'd told him. So he paid the fees and sent his problem to the Professor's e-mail at night requesting a meeting, and the very next morning he found a letter from the Professor right next to his pillow that said the Professor would find him and meet him when and only when the Professor pleases. How in the Devil's name had the letter gotten there, he wondered - slightly frightened.

"And what is this talk of finding me himself whenever he pleases? After all I've paid? Does this wizard realise the election is already at hand?"

He was somewhat angered but all he could do was wait, no one knew how to locate the Prof. on their own, his address has never been known.

Weeks and weeks then passed which Sen. Henry lived through in anxiety about how in time his meeting with the Professor can be and if he should not forget about the Professor and come up with a line of action on his own. It was excruciating.
Then one night, while partying with top politician friends of his in the club, he went into the VIP rest room to relieve himself. There he found some man with some shabby hair urinating in the far end. He didn't mind much and was about to go ahead and ease himself when a handkerchief dropped on his shoulder.

"How does a man hold his phallus to urinate after he's just been eating peppery meat? Use the handkerchief to hold on to your shaft, bloke, or you'll hurt your bloody self."

It was the man with the shabby hair. Sen. Henry was quite taken aback and he looked at the handkerchief, "Professor Otagburuagu" was itallicised on it. Sen Henry was shocked and glad at the same time. How, by Zeus, had the Prof. gotten in here? The VIP section, the security personnel couldn't have let him in for sure.

"How do you do Senator?"

"How do you do too, Professor? Very glad to finally meet you."

They talked. And soon Professor Otagburuagu was gone. Sen. Henry had been sold some costly piece of advice.

"So your mail had said you're determined to be the next Governor, eh? And you want to know how best to go about the extermination of that opponent from your constituency?"

"Yes."

"Thats a good idea, he has to be shown the door. But how about your other stronger opponent, the incumbent governor?"

"I have to leave one of them with his life, I guess."

"Totally right. But
the incumbent's political life has to get the boot, he can still keep breathing though."

Then the Professor told him how he should "kill two birds with one stone". Kill Sen. Benson and the Governor's reputation with a single action.

" If your oppenent is assasinated all fingers would point to you, because he is more of a threat to you than he is to the incumbent, he is from your District, the votes of the District people would have to be split between the both of you meanwhile the incubent gets all from his own district. But if he is out of the way you would be the only one representing your constituency at the gubernatorial polls and would therefore have the whole District to yourself. This is so clear and the people know it, so all fingers would point to you if Benson is assasinated."

"So I should not kill him?"

"No, by all means, kill him. And the same night you kill him arrange a fake attack on yourself and get yourself a bullet wound from the fake attack. Make it look like you miraculously excaped. Fingers would shift from you to the incumbent governor. Support the fingers, buy you a journalist or two and get everyone saying it was the incumbent who arranged for your murders. If the incumbent survives this all his reputation would be as dirty as a forest pig and you'll win all too easily at the polls."

Sen. Henry was overwhelmed by this idea and with a childish smile, wanted to thank the Prof. when the Prof. whispered a "good night" and walked away.

Sen. Henry left a happy man, and took wholly the Professor's advice. So that same night that Sen. Benson was killed his own house was under a phoney attack. Sen. Henry suggested his wife and children visit Dubai and they were gone days before that night. He relieved some of his personal guards, the ones he did not want to lose yet, and left just a few behind. His Chief thug had hired the assasins, they were going to kill all his guards and load their hitherto unloaded guns (secretly unloaded by the Senator), then come into his room and a bullet wound would be negotiated for him somewhere close to the shoulders or thereabouts, he would then call in the ambulance as soon as the men are gone. It was going to hurt but it was worth it.

The time came, he heard a few noises and he braced up. Outside, as the guards were making the rounds they were being gunned down one after the other. The men were swift, climbing in quietly through the fence and gunning the guards down and quickly dragging the bodies out of the open then taking cover awaiting the next guard. They killed 5 guards and were worried because they had been told they were six for the night. Unknown to them a guard was easing himself in the servants' quarters. But the guard was through soon and as he made to comeout he noticed some bodies lying in the corner, he reacted quickly, turned to get back into the quarters, but he was too late, he had been seen. Silent shots were fired, but they missed him. He fired back but his gun was unloaded. He ran into the apartment immediately then searched through the cupboards roughly and took a few bullets, he was going to phone the Police but the gunmen bursted in, he fired a shot and ran out through the back door. The gunmen followed him, none touched by the shot.

Inside his room Sen. Henry was experiencing a strong mixture of shock, terror and anxiety. That was a gunshot he had just heard! How come? He had secretly unloaded all the guards' guns just recently and the gunmen had all agreed to use silencers. He tried to relax but he just could not. Thoughts began running through his mind: he had enemies everywhere, what if this was a real attack by some other enemy? One can never be too sure these days. Okay, he knew his gunmen and his gunmen knew him, if he goes out they would recognize him and nothing would go wrong, so a quick confirmation of what was going on was not a risky affair, he thought.
So, he took his gun and out he went to scout.

Outside, the gunmen were still in search amd pursuit of the only surviving guard; they did not know where he had sneaked into, it was all so quiet. Then they saw a figure moving slowly afar off, it had to be the guard. They shot, little did they know that it was the Senator. Luckily the shots missed him and the Senator noticed he was being shot at, he was alarmed, more shots came, missed him luckily again. He couldn't take chances, he climbed a heap of building sand in front of him and jumped over the fence. The gunmen trailed him in hot pursuit.

Steemshorts contest is authored by: @vcelier

The winners of the previous part of this contest @tolustx won 52 SBD and @nevies 48 SBD! Please, submit your entries!




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Investigations in top gear, the Police noticed the Electric Fence wire that was cut at the back of
Chief Benson's building. They could find three different footprints. How come the alarm did not go off when the wire was cut? There must have been an insider involved in the operation, who switched off supply to the electric fence. The cook, gardener and driver were taken in for questioning. Meanwhile, during autopsy, a trace of blood was found under the fingernails of the guard that was strangled. Obviously, during the struggle, he scratched his attacker with his nails. This was taken for DNA profiling and the name of the attacker is found to be Segun Richard. The Police traced him to his house and the revelation is astounding.

Henry Dokun, still under hot pusuit, stumbles in the woods and hit his head against a huge tree. The doctors are right on their feet to ensure that they do not lose another aspirant. The whole case is about to be solved but so far, no one has any idea of what the documents the gunmen took from Chief Benson is.

Congratulation @dorth, you are the chosen author of the last part of SteemShort #1.

Please contact me (as vcelier) on steemit.chat or discord for instructions for the submission of your full contribution for the last part of SteemShort #1, in 500 to 1,500 words.

Thank you very much.I would do just that.

Haha.. I like this.....

Yeah... Let's get to write the final stage of the story...

It takes an intelligent person to state a laconic and well understood story.
I actually thought i just finished watching a one hour movie, lol.
i could get a pellucid picture of the story, nice work @dorth

Thanks Mr Happy... For the vocabularies too.. hehe!

You are welcome sir

This is beautiful

Inspiring

Thanks for dropping a comment .

Wow... what will say now lol....interesting ...I did not even know what to say.

Nice submit @dorth

Thanks boss

Thank you for your valid summary.

Here is my entry...

The gunshot sound that had made Sen. Henry go outside had also alerted men of the vigilante group that were on night patrol in the elite neighbourhood. They set out in the direction of the gunshot and arrived just in time to hear Sen. Henry trying to convince the assassins he was actually their employer. The only problem was that these were not his own gunmen but mercenaries who he had hired through his chief thug. The assassins did not know him and because they could not afford mistakes, shot Sen. Henry before the men of the vigilante group could take control of the situation.
The shot missed his heart by mere inches and Sen. Henry who was in the hospital, would be charged for murder on his recovery. The assassins had been overpowered by the men of the vigilante group with help from the cops who came moments after receiving a call from the guard that escaped.
The incumbent governor won the election and Professor Otagburuagu, implicated in the investigation, is still at large till present.

@vcelier @nevies @tolustx @adsactly

Hmm, seandainya saya datang tepat waktu mungkin tidak akan terjadi hal2 yang tidak di inginkan. atas perintah komandan saya siap disini maaf tuan.

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Nice one! Good luck @royalrose! :)

Thank you, I appreciate.

Wow , that's some brainy adjunct there. I hope you win it dear @royalrose

Thank you hun.

Nice story. Welldone. All the best dear!

Thank you darling

Thank you for your valid summary.

This would make for an interesting story

Thank you dear

Well done, @royalrose. A good ending.

My entry for the last part of the story.
Both attacks on the same day make investigations more difficulty for the police officers. One would easily accuse Senetor Henry because he was a major rival to chief Benson but on the other hand, Sentor Henry was also on the run for his life. Could this be a planed attack by chief Benson and Senetor Henry at each other or a plan by the incumbent governor? Agitations and tensions where high and all fingers pointed to the governor as the architect of both attacks. Was he really guilty?, time shall tell. This made him loose the popularity of his people and since chief Bension was dead, Senetor Henry became the favourite candidate for the office of the governor. Little did Senetor Henry know that his secret will soon be revealed. At the end,Senetor Henry was arrested and Dr. Gabriel Sani became the governor.

Thank you for your valid summary.

This is my entry to the short story contest

As soon as Sen. Henry scaled the fence, he broke a leg, though not severe, but hindered his ability to outrun the assassins. Within a short while the assassins caught up with him and just before he was able to reveal his identity, he was shot twice in the chest. The assassins soon fled the scene as they heard sirens from afar which depicted the approach of the Special Anti-Robbery Squad (SARS).

The security official in charge of guarding Sen. Henry that night, who had managed to hide himself, had seen Sen. Henry scale the fence from his hiding place and since he was out-armed and out-numbered, he decided not to act but made a quick call to the head of SARS who deployed his boys to the scene but was too late, as Sen. Henry died before they arrived.

News of Sen. Henry’s death got to Prof. Otaguruagu, and in great dismay, he fled the city and no one knows his whereabouts till today. The assassins were later apprehended and Sen. Henry’s Chief thug arrested.

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useful article about contest . Thank you for share @adsactly
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Haii @adsactly I am very happy to follow every post you share. you can always make a good post, I really admire it. Hopefully you can always make an interesting post and not run out of ideas from you and hopefully always sukses....

@royalrose that's really good. Here is my entry (168 words):

The assassins hunt after Sen. Henry, still thinking he’s the last guard. Meanwhile, the guard finds rifle ammo, loads his gun, and kills the assassins. The guard thinks he’s saved Henry. But once Henry realizes what happened, he becomes enraged that his plan is ruined. He tells the guard to shoot him in the shoulder. The confused guard refuses. Henry points a gun at the guard’s head and yells at him to shoot. The guard, still unable to force himself to shoot his benefactor, asks why Henry wants to be shot. Henry tells him about the whole scheme. The guard refuses again. Henry kills the guard, then shoots himself in the shoulder. But he misaims and unintentionally kills himself.

The Governor wins the election. After the victory party, he retreats to a back room. Dr. Otagburuagu is waiting for him. The governor greets Dr. Otagburuagu warmly, thanks him for everything, gives him a sack of money, and asks him what else he can do to repay the favor.

Thank you for your valid summary

very great artical
but senitor is good luck person

Very well written @nevies and captivating too. Well done.

Thank you very much @royalrose

I like your post......it.'s nice post...And I'll wait your next post