We jumped into the ash-colored Prado jeep Tolu brought and he raced the car toward highway. Eric sat in front with him, and Maria and I sat in the back. Tolu followed sped out of Alpha Beach and took the roundabout, headed to Ikoyi.'I thought we are taking the Ekpe road?' Eric asked. 'That's faster; there is no traffic on the way.''I don't know the road well,' Tolu said, his eyes fixed on the road. I saw the speedometer shooting toward the hundred kilometer mark before he finished speaking. 'The traffic is light from here to Ikoyi. Once we cross the Third Mainland, the road will be free.'Eric nodded. 'I hope you are right. I don't want them to change their minds.' 'We will make it,' Tolu said.We got to the Third Mainland Bridge within fifteen minutes. We followed the traffic on the bridge toward the mainland and in about half an hour we got out of Lagos and sped toward Ibadan. We reached the police check point and, without hesitation, they waved us through. Tolu stepped on the ac
Eric turned to Dracula. ‘We had a deal; you said we are now partners.’Dracula said nothing. He dangled the pistol in his hand, tapping it against his short thigh, regarding Eric and the rest of us. Then he laughed and thank God his laughter did not come out in stammers.‘We...we...are partners. The...the...the white man is yours. He…is not…not…not well! Sleeps like…like a b…b…bat!’ He took a step forward and pointed the gun at Eric’s temple. ‘Get...get the ran...ran...som in three...three days. No...ex...ex...excuses.’‘Okay,’ Eric said. He stared at Eric for another moment and then he brought the gun down. He turned to Joseph. ‘Ta..ta..take over,’ he said. He walked to the jeep and sat inside. Joseph raised his gun upward. ‘Listen carefully. We are taking half of the ransom, and you will call us as soon as it’s ready; and that would be in three days’ time.’ He spat. ‘Like the boss said, no excuses.’ He turned to Eric. ‘Go to the same cocoa factory. You will find the white man in
Tolu dropped us at Alpha Beach at 11:40 PM and zoomed back home. He called twenty minutes later.‘Have you gotten home?’ I asked.‘Yes,’ Tolu said. But his voice was wrong.‘What happened?’ I asked. ‘What’s going on?’Tolu sniffed. ‘My uncle called me. He had called the security man earlier.’ More sniffs. ‘He told me to pack my bag...’Eric and Maria had stopped what they were doing and now turned their eyes on me. Eric held the remote control and Maria held a nail file in midair over her left hand. Tolu sniffed again. ‘He said I should leave the house before he returns.’ I opened my mouth, but no word came. There was another sniff at Tolu’s end. ‘He is coming back next week. I have less than a week to move out. Where will I go?’I sighed. ‘Take it easy, Tolu. Everything will work out well.’He sniffed again. ‘Tell Eric what happened. I am going to bed; good night.’‘Tolu, wait—‘He rang off.‘Did his uncle find out?’ Eric asked.‘Yes, he wants Tolu to pack out before he returns. Tolu
It turned out we needed Maria's twenty thousand naira, and it took close to an hour before I could convince her to let it go. I had to swear on my father's grave that I will pay her back with the first ransom we receive. We paid ten thousand naira for a full day's use and made a deposit of another ten. The hiring company took down the details of Maria's international passport since none of us had a driver's license. The 2004 Toyota Corolla we got was in good condition—the AC worked. Maria signed to return it by eight that evening, or we will pay extra charges by the hour. We left Lagos some minutes to four that evening, heading for the factory. I drove while Eric sat beside me, and Maria sat at the back, her eyes glued to the phone. We got to the junction to the cocoa factory by ten minutes to five. I stopped the car and we waited for the sun to go to sleep, and after an hour it did. I started the car and turned into the road leading to the factory. No other car was in sight, and we
'Hey,' Eric cried. 'Stay where you—'They hit the floor with a loud smack. Eric cried out again, more out of surprise than fear, and the flashlight sprawled away from his hand. It rolled and faced the opposite wall. 'Get up from me,' Eric cried. 'Get up or I will shoot you.'Mr. Potter's hands reached Eric's neck and he pressed them downward. Eric punched upward and his legs shoot in different directions, aiming and missing Mr. Potter's middle. 'Get off me,' Eric cried. 'Paul—'I woke up. I grabbed Mr. Potter's chest and shoulders and yanked him backward. He shifted a little and drew me downward; his hands found Eric's neck again and they clamped on it like a neck brace. 'He is chocking me,' Eric muttered. 'Get him off.'I wrapped my hands around Mr. Potter's chest again and jerked him. He pulled Eric with him, with his hands still on the neck. Eric grunted and his eyes grew wider, and they rolled about like white balls rolling about in a black bowl.I pulled again, and I felt Mari
'Quiet!' Eric whispered. 'Keep quiet, Mr. Potter!' Mr. Potter stopped laughing. My heart rammed at my chest so loud I was afraid the guard could hear it from where he stood. 'Eric, where are—?' Maria whispered.'Keep quiet,' Eric whispered back. 'Keep quiet.''Is anyone in here?' the voice called out again, much closer to the door now. We could hear the footsteps now—hesitant, but nearer.The door to the room creaked and closed home. I couldn't see who closed it but my guess was Eric. I tiptoed toward the door and I heard the steps outside the door drawing closer to our door. I saw the beam of light coming from under the door; he was close. Mr. Potter giggled.'Be quiet,' Eric snarled at him. 'Be quiet or I will cut your tongue out.'The steps outside came one at time now, cautious and silent, as if the person sensed our presence. He took two more steps and stopped in front of our door. I felt a grip on my arm at that moment and I jumped, startled. 'It's me,' Eric whispered. 'Be
‘He’s gone,’ I shouted. ‘The guard is gone.’Eric turned to the door, a look of alarm on his face. He pushed Maria away, yanked the flashlight from my hand and dashed out of the door. Half of the room turned dark suddenly, and Maria ran toward me. Eric’s footsteps slapped the floor in the hall in rapid succession and then the sound grew faint until it was gone completely.Darkness covered the room.‘Paul,’ Maria whispered, and I felt her hand circling my arms.‘Don’t be afraid,’ I whispered.Mr. Potter soft laugh swarmed through the darkness to meet us. Maria’s gripped on my hand grew tighter. ‘The purpose has been achieved,’ he crooned from where he sat. ‘The purpose has been achieved.’‘What are you talking about?’ I asked into the darkness. ‘What purpose?’‘To let the old man go,’ he said. ‘Why do you want to keep him? He is old and innocent.’He struggled up and walked toward us. Maria gasped and tightened her grip.‘But you wanted him to go too, didn’t you?’ he said. ‘Both of yo
I held the handle of the door and twisted downward. It creaked but stood its ground.'How do we get out?' Maria asked. 'Let's find another way,' Eric said, and he turned and walked back to the hall. We followed him. He stopped in the middle of the hall and pointed the flashlight around the hall, moving from the right side of the hall to the left. The flashlight stopped in the direction of a window close to the end of a row of windows. 'Let's try it,' Eric said and toward it. We reached the window and Eric swiped the cobwebs away from the pane and lifted the hook. He rammed his right palm on the iron frame in the middle of the window. The window creaked and moved backward. Eric pushed it and the window swung opened. Fresh air rushed in, followed by a swarm of black insects. 'Wasps!' Eric screamed. 'Move back!'We ran back many paces from the window. The wasps flew around the window, their shadows multiplying their actual sizes and numbers, and soon the last one flew out of the win