Chapter 110 OUT OF THE HOTEL

I got bail that evening, and I had to admit that the Barrister Edet was probably worth his pay. Of course, I had to bring two highly placed people in the society as my sureties, and they had my passport in case I had to make a bolt for Dubai.

Fortunately, my lawyer brought the people to stand as my sureties and they stood in for me.

But EFCC held unto my bank account, my cars and the house and my phone.

I got to the hotel after leaving the EFFC facility but was told the penthouse wasn’t available for me anymore.

“Can I see the manager?” I asked the receptionist.

“He is busy,” she said. “Maybe you can come in the morning when he will be less busy.”

I smiled.

Within two days I had been turned into a liability, into a bad business. It’s the norm that no respectable hotel will want to do business with a man accused of scamming others.

“Okay,” I said. “But where is his office so I can see him when I come.”

She looked at me with eyes that were unsure.

I waited.

“It’s the first room by the c