The Hole in The Wall - Season 1 - Episode 76

4 years ago

The Hole in The Wall - Season 1 - Episode 76

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Thomas Bigelow had left over jellof rice and he microwaved it while his brother busied himself with the biscuits. “Hmm….these cookies are nice… whats the name?” Ryan asked

“Actually its home baked. I baked it myself”
Ryan’s eyes widened in disbelief “you! Bake this kind of delicious chocolate cookies?”
“You know how it is…I’ve had a lot of time on my hands and apart from the vigorous excersises every morning and evening….I basically have nothing to do inbetween”
Ryan still wasn’t buying it and he raised a questioning eyebrow at his brother.
“Okay…okay….its one of my neighbours, she’s a single mum….she has a son and I don’t know….I think she…likes me, and I…….well I think she’s cool, she’s very friendly though and she actually bakes professionally so she always brings things like cookies, cup cakes and the rest”
“Wow, lucky you” Bigelow said with playful envy “what of her son?”
“Oh Arinze is a terror…absolute Terror”
Bigelow laughed “he was the one you were screaming about when I arrived”
The microwave beeped and Tom opened it then used the kitchen rag to hold the sides of the steaming ceramic bowl and place it on the counter. “That boy would always ring my bell and run away every time”

“How old is he?”
“I think 9 or so”
“Now that’s funny because if I remember correctly you were doing worse at his age. Its karma, you have to deal with it” Bigelow couldn’t help laughing through his sentence.
“If its karma, how come only me has to pay….we were partners in crime after all” Thomas Bigelow grumbled
Ryan Bigelow laughed long and hard. There was a hit on his head a deadly assassin on his tail so he was going to laugh now that he could and enjoy every second of his life. He wiped the tears from his eyes “oya brother dish the food abeg”

20 minutes later, Bigelow’s plate was spotless while his brother still had a reasonable quantity left. “Bro you better finish your food o” Bigelow advised
“Honestly I’ve stuffed myself with so much cookies since morning and I ate this same rice not up to 2 hours ago, I’m full”
“Well in that case…” Bigelow dragged his plate to his side.
5 minutes later, both plates were sparkling and Bigelow wasn’t smiling now. The plates were replaced with the gun trays. It was time for action
A Smith & Wesson .44 magnum, Sig Sauer 9mm and a small .32 caliber revolver were arranged in strategic positions in Ryan Bigelow’s body. Under both armpits in his shoulder holster and the small gun was strapped to his ankle.

His brother had double the guns he carried. He had on a jacket that had as many compartments as an industrial company. Desert eagle .50 express, glock 17, maxim 9…all were powerful semiautomatic handguns.
He also removed the sniper from the tray. It wasn’t the sniper Bigelow remembered Tom used and as if his younger brother could read his thoughts he said “This one is called the L42 Enfield. Its british made….I had to turn in the Remington to the army after the accident”

“Is it any good?” Bigelow asked eyeing the wooden barrel. It looked more like an exhibition gun to him. Like it belonged in the museum.

“Eh…..I used it to shoot some birds from the Balconey…..Its okay…but you’re a better sniper than me so it would be more effective in your hands”

Bigelow nodded ” so do we take my car or yours?”

“Let’s go with mine….yours would be too easy to identify”
“alright I agree” he helped Tom replace the trays and hang the raunchy poster back over the safe.

Two minutes later, they were in Tom’s SUV speeding towards the law office of Esq. Mark aka the counselor.