The sudden shock you get when you meet someone you least expect on a day like this was what I saw on her face. I think we were both shocked. “Your phone is on the floor, are you ok?” I asked, seeing how shocked she was to see me. Uloma bent down to pick her phone and immediately asked with an amazed look on her face, “Dumebi what are you doing here?” "Well, what does it look like? I'm getting into a car.” I replied as I opened the driver side of the car to get in. With rolling eyes. "I mean what are you doing in such a classy environment, this place is not meant for folks like you.” “I really don’t have time for this.” I said while making further attempts to enter the car. Uloma grab my shirt with a sneering look, “I am talking to you, can’t you answer, who are you plotting to scam this time?" "Having divided identities and claiming to be innocent.” She added. "Look Dumebi or Tony or whatever you call yourself, I don’t know what exactly you are up to, but I know for a fact tha
With an aura of familiarity, Charlie asked, "Did he give you a description of this Tony guy?" "Tell me something Mr Maxwell, is this Tony very described to you? How strong is he to be ble to defeat Phillippe?” Charlie continued. "Honestly, I don’t know, but the way he described him, he should be strong enough but we don't know who he works for, he also said there was a woman with him and that her name is Treeeee something...”“Trina?!” Charlie added. With a surprising exclamation, Mr. Maxwell said, "Yes! Yes! Trina that was what he called her. Taking a chair to sit, "Hmm, now I see, I know who this guy is and he is very dangerous at what he does, a gangster, a don!” Charlie said “What do you mean? Have you heard of him before?"Yes, I do and I’m afraid too well to know that he is not someone whom you can easily mess with, in order to defeat Tony, you need a grand plan.” Charlie responded. With much confidence Mr. Maxwell said, "Well since
Doctor Dre was knocking on my door continuously but none of us heard it. I was so concerned about getting John to hide in my room so that he won’t see him. "Stop being stubborn John, let’s go. Leave the treatment to the doctors, staying here would change nothing.” I said this and held John's hand and headed out of the room.Still in agitation of leaving the room, “but I don’t understand, why can’t I stay…” As John continued to talk the door opened and Doctor Dre walked in. I have been at the door but no one seems to want to open up, so I helped myself in, hope I’m not interrupting anything.” Dre said. I stood there frozen for a moment. "Doctor Dre, Paula is in there, I will be back shortly.” I said pointing to the room George had been placed"Let’s go John.” Doctor Dre went towards the room I pointed to but he was clearly confused. As soon as I got to the room I shut the door. I turned to John with a very serious sneer, "John listen this Doctors are specialists, they are not j
That question really hit me by surprise. At that moment, a call came in on John's phone and it was the manager of CELL, I felt a sigh of relief because I had no idea what I was going to tell John."Good day, john.” The Manage said on the interface. "Good day sir, is everything ok?” "Yes everything is fine, I called to ask how is your son doing, I know the surgery was a day before yesterday.” He said. "It was fine but my son still hasn’t woken up yet.” "Sir thank you for the opportunity given to have this long stay with my son but I really need an extra favour.” John added. "What is that?” The Manager inquired. “I need you to please extend my leave.” With a loud voice on the other end of the call, “Extend?!”"Yes I know I was supposed to be off for three days, but can I use the whole week, my son is yet to be awake and I don’t know at this point what is going to happen to him, the Doctors had left him to us saying they have done their best, so I really need to be there for my s
Sometimes we can’t predict the type of people that get to hate us. You can only choose those you call your friends. There are two reasons why you get enemies; reason one you did something to make them hate you, reason two they are super jealous of you. As I walked back to my room, I took a silent peek at George, he was still sleeping or as the medical experts will say, he was still unconscious. I looked at the time and it was almost evening Sarah had invited me for dinner. "I should get ready.” I said as I let out a heavy sigh. I walked towards my room and got into the shower. I looked for a very nice cloth after all she said it was a date so… Within a matter of minutes, I was ready. I picked up my phone to call Sarah. "Hey Sarah, are you ready, I am on my way?” I asked. "Ok Tony, I am almost ready.” She replied. "Alright then.” I said as I hung up. "Charlie returns home with an indifferent feeling. He paces up and down after a while he picks up his phone and scrolls through
John turned and tossed on his bed as he continued to wonder what Dumebi had gotten his hand into. His wife entered his room to see him in a distorted mood, "what is wrong John? Ever since you came back from your friend’s house, you have not been yourself.""Talk to me, do you have doubts about the treatment?” “I actually don’t have any doubt about the treatment, perhaps it’s because the doctors looked really professional, it’s just that Dumebi is hiding a lot of things.""I am beginning to doubt if I had ever known him at all.” John added. "Is it because of the house? Didn’t he tell you how he got the house, what else is making you confused?” "What about how he got those doctors, or about how he got the money to buy BRADON?” John asked further. With a sigh, his wife sat on the couch in the corner of the room, "what exactly is it John, God’s blessed your friend and you are sad? Who knew that something like this could happen…” “What if all the money is all gotten from fraud?” "Fr
Lizzy got to CELL very early that morning, she knew that many people wouldn’t be around yet. She had called the General Manager of CELL a day before to arrange a meeting with him. She moved to the GM office which was their meeting point. He was there, he was sitting down in his office, smoking a cigarette. She knocked on the door and then he responded, "who is there?" he asked as he put the cigarette down into an ash tray and hid it. He took an air freshener and sprayed the office. “it’s me sir, Lizzy.” Lizzy responded in a very calm voice. "Oh ok then, come in.” “I hope I wasn’t interrupting anything?” Lizzy asked as she entered the office shutting the door behind her. "Thank you so much sir for agreeing to see me.” "You said you had something important to tell me, that’s why I allowed for this meeting, so be quick. If it’s not worth it, you will pay for my time.” He said as he sniffed. “I promise it is worth it. Well you know that The New President of CELL was my ex brother i
"You want us to pretend to be Tony? How on earth are we going to do that?” Phillippe asked Charlie still confused of his idea. With a grunt of disappoinment, Charlie let out, "Urgh don’t let me regret involving you in this Phillippe, common why are you so slow.” “Ok, ok, just elaborate your plan a little further.” "Well I know that Tony had once saved Mr Wellington’s life, so Mr. Wellington must be fully aware of Tony’s skills. Looking at the fact that his daughter’s life was threaten recently, he must have tightened the security to keep her safe." "Miss. Wellington on the other hand is a shopping freak, party goer and a complete extrovert, she wants to go out all the time.” Charlie said as he took a pause. "Yes I know where does the Tony part comes in?” Phillippe asked as he still can't figure out Charlie's plan. "We are going to use a voice recorder to record Tony’s voice asking Sarah to come to a particular location. The only bad thing is, it wouldn’t be Tony she sees there,
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