It was a sunny evening that day. It was so sunny that it could get a wet cardigan dried in a few minutes. The day was a long one. El-Malid returned from work very tired that day. He had spent his time yelling at all his staff for working below standard. El-Tech did not know any progress for a long while now and it disturbed his reasoning. He got easily frustrated lately. He would get angry at the slightest provocation and he would step on the toes of whosoever that will not bow for him. He was a demigod at the company. His staff hated him with great passion but they could only hate. They would be at the verge of losing their jobs if they grumbled even by mistake. Roxy was doing her usual business of arranging all valid documents and files in the archive when the notification popped up from her news feed. It was news about Bradon and how we have grown massively. The landmark achievements were beyond what El-Tech had ever done. We were just doing our thing, bit by bit, until we had t
Sarah said a lot of things in the car as I drove her home. She talked about her past and how she now suffers from the evils of keeping bad friends. This was one of her father's greatest warnings. He warned against keeping bad friends in school as they corrupt good manners. But she turned deaf to the words of her father and did what seemed right to her. But she was now thrown into the wrong side of life because of these same friends she thought were doing her a lot of good. I pitied her as she spoke. She sounded really repentant and she was ready to face anything just to find redemption. I didn't know where the courage suddenly came from. She was all scared some minutes ago about how her father would react if he saw her. But she now spoke with confidence and without any fear at all. I tried to ask her about Camilla but she dodged my questions. She was just too smart. She didn't want to reveal her identity. Not for any reason at all. It would be unwise if after Cammie provided her wi
The moment Maggie screamed, it was as though the walls of the house were falling apart. She raced to the backyard through the kitchen door. One of the thugs was pursuing her and he would hit her real hard if he caught her. She had to think smart and fight him so as not to become a forgotten thing. As she got to the kitchen door, she swiftly closed it on the thug. The strong wooden door then hit his head very hard. He collapsed that second. The others were following from outside the compound. As soon as they saw their fellow, half dead on their way out, they shook in fear. They couldn't just get it. It was insane that a woman could hurt a fully grown-up man that much. They didn't bother chasing after her. They had to get their comrade up to his feet as he groaned in severe pains. Thunder and Trina were now right in front of the house. They parked the vehicle some distance away to avoid any suspicion. They had to be very careful as I advised on the phone. The idiots that intruded on
The day broke gradually. The harmattan sat on the throne of coolness and it reign was really oppressive. Thunder drove the ladies to my residence. He kept the information he got from the gang leader to himself alone. He wanted me to hear it first before any other person. Thunder started to call me but I couldn't pick up. I was now at John's residence. Lyda's eyes were all soaked in tears. She cried as if she wanted to plunge out her eyeballs. She fought with her emotions but it overwhelmed her unfortunately. George smiled at me but the hotness of his body could scare one to death. He was trying to call my name but he couldn't pronounce it as well as usual. I raised him up and placed him on my chest. He wasn't breathing well. We rushed to the hospital. Lyda wanted me to take him to their family doctor. But I disagreed with her. I took him to The Dark Dragons Specialist Hospital where I was sure he would receive good treatment. Lyda was quick to tell her husband about it. I didn't s
We arrived at the gate. Sarah and I that noon. The security opened their mouths in awe. It was rather a funny thing to them to see Sarah in the car with me after they had searched everywhere for her. They opened the gate for us without questions as usual. One of them ran real fast to inform Mr. Wellington who had buried himself in thoughts on his big white couch. Mr. Wellington sprang up to his feet like a ready warrior. He was glad to hear the news and he couldn't wait to have Sarah in his arms again. Mr. Wellington could not believe his eyes when he saw his daughter. He rushed to her to give her a sweet tight hug. This was really shocking to Sarah. She thought he would take it so personal and begin to yell at her as usual. But he smiled so broadly and gave Tony a warm hug too. "Could this be mere pretence?" Sarah thought. She sat just beside her father while I was sitting opposite the both of them. I admired the daughter-father relationship they had even though things were now f
"What do you think guys? What should we do with these guys?" I asked them. They were thinking hard and so was I. Charlie's recovery was just a miracle. Even the doctors had lost hope that he would survive the severe pain that came with the snake bite. Phillippe was a true comrade. He stayed with him as though they were blood brothers. He endured the hell that came with looking after a patient who was as weak as Charlie. Douglas only came once in a while to see the dying Charlie. He couldn't even pass the night with them at the hospital for a day. He felt like he was just wasting his time at Lotus as there was nothing productive about the missions they embarked on.One night, he was caged in his mind. His thoughts were tormenting him and he couldn't take it any longer. He thought about his family back in his hometown and how they were expecting so much from him. He couldn't afford to just waste away his life like that. So he ran away like the coward that he was becoming. Mr. Maxwe
Douglas left aggressively. He regretted ever joining the Lotus Group. His life knew no good although his stay as a member. He ran away without looking back. Mr. Maxwell looked for him everywhere but his efforts were aborted. Malid was waiting all day to hear from the gang leader. But he didn't even get a text from him. He was really worried. It was past midday already when he sent the text. "What could have gone wrong?" He asked himself. Wheat and vegetables were made for launch and Malid ate like he had not eaten for several days. It was really a delicious one. He licked his fingers even though perturbed about the silence from the gang he sent on an errand. Aunty Raina's confession was indeed a very shocking one. The detective could not just understand why a woman so fragile, would even attempt killing her husband, talk more of taking out his life completely. But Aunty Raina shared her bitter experience. Uncle Ben never liked to be told the truth. It was noise to his impatient
I was still on my bed when Maggie called. Usually, I woke up very early to put somethings in place before leaving for work but my night wasn't a placid one. I was disturbed about the recent evils that had been befalling us. So l didn't know good sleep at all. Her call woke me up aggressively. It was so loud and annoying. My phone was just right beside me that morning. I was chatting with some old friends when sleep snatched me from the interaction I was having with them. Maggie never called that early except it was an emergency or something that needed quick attention. It was really strange. I picked up the call to hear what she had to say. I kept mute as I listened carefully to all that she had to say to me. She couldn't even speak straight until after many repeated "calm down". Malid's face beamed with joy after the success of the operation. He was so glad that his dreams were finally unfolding into the reality that he had always imagined. He rewarded the gang with double the pa
I wanted to save his face the disgrace of his past life. I asked him to walk to the cafeteria while I follow him behind and he did as I commanded him. The cafeteria is a big one with so many serving tables here and there. Some of the costumers were eating some Kenyan delicacies and you needed to see how they were devouring the "sumptuous" meal. It had a good aroma that would cause anyone that is famished to salivate but this wasn't the time to try their food. Douglas and I had something important to discuss. We sat at the nearest serving table as I signaled the waiter to get us soft drinks. My kindness caused Douglas to fear the more. He thought I was doing him a favour that he would pay back in a thousand folds. But this wasn't so. He wasn't thinking well enough. I wanted to hear his story. Everything about him. The waiter had served us the drinks. It was enough to calm my nerves down. I gulped it as I was thirsty. Douglas felt very reluctant to take his drink. But I asked him to tak
I wasn't too sure if the idea of naming the child George was a good one. How will John and his wife take it? Will they be happy about it? Will I be mocking them with the name? I hope my son will not die prematurely like the late George? My mind was preoccupied with these thoughts so I had to relax for a while. When there wasn't any other name that my heart desired, we named the child George. Sometimes, our fears only threatens us but if we shun the threat, we would be heading for success. The christening was a success and to my greatest surprise, John and his wife were happy about it. The way they snuggled the child in their arms read a million meanings. Lyda said that he looked like George during his days as a toddler. She smiled and hoped that he lived long. Thank Goodness I didn't change the name. After another week or so, I travelled for a leadership conference at Nairobi - the capital of Kenya. It was hosted by one of the most accomplished business man in the world and it was hel
Maggie and I were having all the fun in this world. It was just she and I. No disturbance. I kept the news of Mama's death at the back of my memory. I wouldn't let it interfere with the nice time I was having with the love of my life. The wailing was for Uloma and Lizzy to do. I wailed enough while she was alive. Even in her wickedness, I loved her. I hope that her soul find rest in heaven or wherever! It's God's choice not mine. It was the first time Maggie had a sexual experience. She was a virgin. No one would believe she was because she was a full grown up lady. All through her years with Malid, they maintained "sexual distancing". Malid must have his own good sides too. Waiting till after marriage before such an experience must have come with a lot of patience. But maybe he wasn't patient enough so he loose his girl and not only his girl, but now, his life. I wonder what explanation he was going to give his creator for taking the life that was given to him on a platter of gold. I
In as much as we all enjoy peace, no one desires an eternal peace or say rest. But this wasn't the case for Mama - Uloma's mother. She desired death even though her children rebuked her severally. "Mama, don't say that!" "Mama, stop!!!" They cautioned. They warn her on a daily basis about her pessimism but she turned deaf to everything they ever said to her. She wanted a ticket to hell or wherever because life was teaching her hard lessons. She suffered from chronic fever, an illness one would consider "minor" or "ordinary" but it was getting worse by the day. There wasn't any kind of treatment Mama didn't receive. They did one thing or the other to ensure they meet up with the bills. They sold some of their properties and even their bodies for money to take good care of Mama. They went out of their comfort and did some menial jobs and secured something profitable for themselves. There was virtually nothing they didn't do. But their efforts were not amounting to any positive result.
I danced David's dance at the reception of my wedding. We were so elated and fulfilled. I now had a woman I could call mine with confidence. Friends and family joined in our dance. The bridal train were not left out too. The songs were so melodious. I mean, it was remedy for any broken heart. The musical instruments synchronized without any flop and we were just taking different steps - from left to right. We heard of the tragedy. It was as though we didn't hear the right thing. But it was true. Zero lies. It was so pathetic - the untimely death of Malid. No one could have thought that he would kick the bucket so quickly with the life of wealth he lived in. It was no news that he killed himself with poison right inside his room. He just wasted his life for nothing. He threw his poor family into mourning and complete bitterness. They hearts were heavier than the stone that was used to cover Jesus' tomb. The rumor was all around the place. It was everywhere that the founder of El-Tech c
Nobody would believe that I "snatched" Maggie from him. After all, I didn't do that. She simply got too tired of him so she "kicked" him out of her life and will not allow him back. Thank God for Thunder who stopped him right at the gate perhaps he would have done something worst. He was such an animal. I think God assigned some angels to create him and that day, they were too tired to add a pitch of calmness in him. He just liked to burn everywhere he is found. But the fire from a lantern is not same as the one that erupts from a cooking gas. Thunder's punches were enough lessons for him and a warning never to thread the path of lions like us. Malid got home badly injured. He collapsed on his couch in tears. He had sacked all his staff and some of them resigned because they could no longer be patient with him. He was acting like a demigod and they wouldn't let another man trample on them like a snake Malid hates to see. He was growing more wild by the day so they all had to leave him
I think Maggie is truly the divine woman made for me because for the first time in my entire life, I felt truly loved by a woman. I was betrothed to Uloma by her father who considered me a responsible man. He was sure that I was going to take good care of his daughter because of the traits I displayed during my stay at his house. I felt like I was marrying my step sister even though we were not in anyway related by blood. This was his death wish so I decided to honour the poor man. But one of the lessons I have learnt in life is never to marry a man or a woman in pity. I had compassion for Uloma and her family especially after the demise of their lovely father. So I married her but I regretted it quite too early. I wonder how Uloma, Lizzy and Mama coped with a man whose spirit provoked their demons. He was just one of a kind. A complete father and an epitome of love. I mean, he took me in without knowing a thing about me. Just assumptions and the fact that I was a human being as him.
Now I had to tell Maggie the story of my life to clear the air. She kept asking too many questions and I couldn't deny her the right answers because she was now very dear to my heart. I mean, can one withhold the truth about the colour of one's skin from one's buttocks? That would be eating beans with the eyes. Maggie was pensive when we got home. It was as though she had just finished watching a Hollywood movie but this time, she didn't watch it on screen but on set! She was amazed to see me take them down, one by one, as if I had prepared for the attack. I didn't prepare for anything but that sharp thought that flashed through my mind was enough to sense something. I usually had such a feeling when something goes wrong. My demons were never asleep. They kept on knocking the door of my heart until it dawn on me that there was something wrong about the route we were taking. I told Maggie about the Dark Dragons something I never mentioned to Uloma. Paula knew about it of course, because
It is true that once a soldier, always a soldier. But I also think once a fool is always a fool or maybe... Once a culprit, is always a culprit! Malid was at it again. His usual display of foolishness. I called it "foolishness" because he thinks he can play smart and get me tied to his trap. Me? What a dream! Malid couldn't sleep well. Of course, he wouldn't have. He was dreaming of the impossible. So how possible was it for him to find sleep? Sweet sleep are for those who have laboured in truth. Not some evildoers like Malid! I sensed it from the smile, the handshake, the gestures, uneasiness, friendliness, useless talks... everything! I knew he was surely up to something. Can I ever forget Aunty Raina? Even if she belongs to the family of evil-doers with Malid as the head. She would say; "a rat does not run in daylight for nothing. He must have seen a cat or something." Malid is the rat here but instead of staying clear, the idiot remains adamant, like a forgotten morsel of pounded