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A thief needs an eleven years old boy to do an inside job. The gang is within those tasked with the police interrogation, keeping their leadership under a powerful cabal. Siva is a new man in the detective paramilitary invited from a South police Division to solve the mystery. During his police service in the past, this young adult was a threat to political manipulators. So what the head of the gang will do to save the billions he had stolen when he was a military head of state is clear. But what thrills him the most isn't his murder party game plan, or the inspector assassination or the definite destruction of the indefatigable crime fighter. It's how his little son will hack the privacy of the intelligence officer. This McDowell Brains' TRAIL OF THE CABAL series unleashes a new wave of political crime novels
Genre: FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Police ProceduralThe book has not been rated on Amazon
Siva's father had told him that he didn't like his son being a policeman. As a long serving customary court bailiff and very religious man, Fredrick had said that he had seen the police in many corrupt fashion. So he believed that anything touched by a policeman could never remain clean because their fingers were always greasy with oil.
The situation made Siva to wonder often why this very religious man didn't see anything wrong with his over breeding which had left him with such a large family that he could no longer support well. And when Siva would send the family the money, he never stopped them from spending it with the oil on it.
‘What are you needing money for, mama?’ Siva asked.
‘Osagie is at home again. He needs money for his tuition and other recurring expenses.’
‘Is he doing more than that course in medicine?’
‘Of course not,’ Mrs. Okojie said.
‘The other time he called me to ask for money, I asked him whether he is running a charity in the school. You better find out from him.’
‘He is not,’ his mother's voice said indignantly. ‘The price of things are too high in Benin City. I don’t want to blame Osagie for that. By the way, when are you coming here with Agatha and Buba? Are you talking seriously about the marriage?’
‘Mama, the name of the boy with me is Bobo or Bobosky, and not Buba. For the question about coming to see you and the marriage, I cannot promise now. We are right at the middle of something big in my place of work. I can’t get away right now. We will talk about it when I come.’
Mrs. Okojie was saying something but then hesitated. ‘My friends think that you are fortunate for your job.’
‘I guess they are right,’ Siva said after pondering the hell for a while.
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Translated by Américo Méndez Rosales
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Author review: Excellent translation. That should capture everything. |
