10 ANONYMOUS

A phone beeped as I saw a message from Anonymous which read "Delete all the post on your blog and start writing something else or fucking shut it down." I sigh, throwing my phone towards the end of my bed.

"What kain rubbish is this. And he's been trying to hack my blog, he doesn't know am a hacker." I soliloquized.

I rub my face with my hands as I sit up, swinging my legs to the side of the bed, standing up stretching as I walk along towards the bedroom.

I go in turning the shower on before doing my daily routine but I stand in the shower for longer, trying to relax my tense muscles.

Once I'm done in the shower, I climb out grabbing a towel from off of the towel rack, and dry my hair with the hairdryer. I decide to brush my teeth before I leave the bathroom to go get dressed. I walk out of the bathroom going into my wardrobe pulling a corporate wear.

I look at my phone, 5:25 AM. As if I have 30 minutes more to spare, well I'll be leaving soon because of Lagos traffic.

As soon as I left my home. I started paying attention to the white SUV that's pulled up the curb a few times already. The SUV has black tinted windows and it's a Jeep Compass. I try to see who is driving but it's hard to see as the windows are too dark and what doesn't help is that the person is wearing hoodie. Its Him. He's been watching the house I'm sure of it.

I'm too busy staring at the White Jeep that I wasn't looking where I was going and I stepped into the road being knocked over. The man got out of his car.

"Are you blind, can't you look where your going." He said furiously.

It seems as though a cat's got my tongue, I can't speak, I'm just speechless, and I cannot stop staring at the White Jeep that's now stopped as though it's waiting for me to carry on walking.

I stand up, dusting myself off, turning to face the man who ran me over, even though it wasn't his fault as I was the one who wasn't looking nor paying attention to what I was doing of where I was going.

"Am sorry Sir, I'll be careful next time." I said.

"You better be." He gets back into his car starting it up and driving away.

I turn and I didn't see the White Jeep again, then took a Bus which drove me to my workplace.

"Are you okay, what happened." Precious asked, examining my head.

"I got hit by a car, blah blah but I'm fine." I said.

"Oh God, Micheal you need to go to the hospital to make sure you're fully alright." Mercy said, worried.

"Don't worry love, I'm fine." I assured her.

"Are you sure."

"Am sure."

"Did he do this." Mercy whispered.

I whispered back, "No."

I go to sit down on my seat that is until the sound of glass smashing, a car downstairs began beeping heavily. This got everyone's attention as we headed outside.

My boss Jessica noticed that it was her car that has not only been smashed but the tyres punctured too. "My car!" She cried out in pain.

I look over to the other side of the road as I saw someone running off, wearing a hoodie and a facemask. I pick up speed, running fast and faster and I dived, sending the Anonymous sprawling on the ground.

"Are you crazy?" She exploded, standing up and dusting herself.

"Sorry, I thought you were someone else."

"Sorry for your stupid self, Idiot. " She walked out.

Emmanuel smiles at me as he sighted me from a distance, approaching me.

"I asked you to delete all the post on your blog and write something different or shut it down." Anonymous said as I turned, he hit me with a big stick on my head. "Now I'll just have to make you do it."

Before he could abduct me into his car, my eyes could see Emmanuel fighting with him just before it was completely shut.

The sound of a door opening and closing brings me back to reality. I hear light, but heavy footsteps came towards the bed, and I feel a presence beside my bed.

I slowly peel my eyes open to see who came in, as they never said a word. They've just sat beside me, and are probably staring at me which will be and is really creepy. I flutter my eyes open, blinking repeatedly to adjust to the blinding bright light.

I narrow my eyes as I stare at the chair beside my bed and no one is there. Strange, I swore I heard the door open and close. Someone breathing down the back of my neck.

I feel my body stiffen and I feel the presence of someone behind me. I turn my head to the side of the bed but I can only just barely see the top of their head. Who is this person? It could be Emmanuel and Mercy, I saw Emmanuel while he overpowered him. I turn around to face the person who is sitting down in the chair beside me. I still don't recognize them as they're wearing a hoodie. My eyes widen at them, wearing a hoodie, it's him. He is just staring down at his hands or feet, I'm not too sure as I can't really see much in the position I am in."

"It's rude to stare." He mumbled.

He spoke in an aggregate yet full tone. I stare at the person in front of me not recognizing the person still.

"S- sorry but who are you?" I ask, even though I didn't want to but I needed too. He looks up slightly slowly that all so famous smirk.

I hear a low chuckle come from him and the sound of the chair squeaking as he stands up, taking a few steps towards me. Still with the fucking smirk playing on his lips.

I would try to call out but my mouth is taped shut. I've tried to push it off with my tongue and all it does it pull at my skin painfully and it doesn't budge. It seems like they've put super glue onto the tape to make sure I cannot remove it from my mouth.

Even though I can't move, I needed to at least sit up into a more sort of comfortable position. With all my strength, I shift my legs to my right, in an attempt to get them in front of me. It actually hurts so badly to move my left leg, every time I move it slightly or put a substantial amount of weight on it, pain sores through my leg. I cry a muffled cry out in pain. Fuck, this is really painful.

But I have to pursue,

otherwise I'll just put myself into an even more uncomfortable position.

I take a few breaths before moving again, holding my breath through the pain as I move it. Finally, I let out a soft of deep breath through my nostrils. I'm now sitting up lean

ing against the wall of the bed for support.

I try again to free my hands from this really good tied knot but the ropes are not having any of it, if anything it's tighter if that's possible. I groan as I feel the rope tear through my skin.

"Oh your awake."

"Where am I, what have you and the other person done to me."

"Your in my house and the other person is the one that hired me. I just need your fingerprint."

He said, grabbing my finger, placing it on the back of my phone for a fingerprint."

"Don't move." Detective Kebe said, pointing a gun at him with other police officers.

Emmanuel began untying me.

"But how do you know I was here." I asked.

"When we engaged in a fight I couldn't stop him from leaving with you but I took out his wallet from his pocket which have information about him that I showed her." He pointed at Detective Kebe.

"Smart move Emma, smart move." I said, running my hand through his hair.

"Now we've caught the culprit." Kebe said.

I saw the full face of the man.

"Who is he."

"A serial killer who escaped from prison." She replied.

"You would have just shutdown your blog when I texted you at first and make it lot easier for me, now you've made me your enemy but I like the fact your a hacker." He said as a smirk plaster on my face.

"Who hired you."

I gave him a resounding slap and gripped the collar of his shirt.

"Senator Oluremi Tinubu." He said on choked breath.

I collected the wallet Emmanuel held on his hand and saw his name which read, "Prince John Gabriel."