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'Chief, Chief, please I need that money I asked for urgently. I've been asking you for it for several weeks now but you've refused to give it to me. It's is not fair o', Chiamaka was saying to Chief Coker as she stroked his beards while both of them lay on the bed in his private suite at Abuja.
Chiamaka had worked as a receptionist in one of Chief Coker's companies. When he visited that branch, he loved her immediately he saw her. She looked very pretty and sophisticated. Initially they were just friends, but since his wife became ill and house bound, he sort to satisfy his sexual urges with her.
He didn't want to marry a second wife even when his wife suggested he did so. He loved his wife so much because she was there with him when he had nothing. In fact, she was the foundation of all that he stood for. Due to the respect he had for her, he vowed never to marry a second wife. Irrespective of that, he still had urges to satisfy, and he did so discreetly with Chiamaka. She did all she could to get him to marry her but he refused vehemently because of his wife. Since he made her comfortable and provided for all her needs and made her lack for nothing, she still continued being his mistress.
That night, Chief Coker was very tired. He had presided over different meetings with stake holders and attended several others with some government functionaries. He just needed a massage and some soothing words, not someone to nag on him like Chiamaka was doing.
She had asked for N15million from him 3weeks ago. She said she wanted to use it to set up a beauty palour. The boutique he spent lots money to set up for her was a flop. She obviously wasn't good in managing a business. He knew that, that was why he was reluctant in giving her the money to set up the beauty palour.
'Amaka, calm down', Chief Coker was saying to her, 'I told you I would give you the money. I'm working on the modalities.'
Amaka: Chief, which modalities? I know you. If you wanted to give me this money, you would have given it to me since...
CC: So you are saying I'm lying?
Amaka: Chief, it's not like that na...
CC: **Getting infuriated** Then it's like what?!
Amaka: Chief, you know I get bored when you leave me and go for all this your meetings... That's why I want to keep myself busy...
CC: Is there anything you need I don't provide?!
Amaka: Chief I know... You are the most caring and loving man I've ever known. It's just the boredom when you are not around. If I could go with you to your meetings, it would have been better...
CC: You know that's not possible...
Amaka: It's not possible or you don't want me to...
CC: It's still the same thing... Don't worry, next week you would get the money...
Amaka: Ohhh, thank you so much Chief. You are a darling... I love you so much... You are my bla bla bla...
Chiamaka showered Chief Coker with praises as she stroked him sensually. He was no more listening to her as he was lost in thoughts.
He was brought back to his senses as heard his phone ring. It was his wife.
CC: Hello aya mi... (Hello my wife)
Mrs C: Ee kale sir (Good evening sir)...
CC: Kaale... Bawo ni my dear (Good evening... How are you my dear)...
Mrs C: Adukpe fun olorun... Eejor, shey Funmi kpe yin ni? (We are grateful to God... Please, did Funmi call you?)
CC: Een, a so ro laaro... Shey kosi? (Yes, we talked in the morning... Hope no problem?)
Mrs C: Ha! Ati aaro ti o ti jade, ko yi ti de o... Mo kpe fonnu re, o ni switch off... (Ha! She went out since morning and she's not yet back... I called her phone and it's switched off).
CC: Ah an, ki lo wan shele bayi? E bo lo ni on lor? (What could be happening? Where did she say she was going to?)
Mrs C: Oni o fe lo ba ore e Bisola (She said she was going to visit her friend Bisola)...
CC: Shey o de ti kpe Bisola na... (Have you called Bisola)...
Mrs C: Ko si namba re ni le... (I couldn't find her number)...
CC: O ga o... Maa da aara re lamu. Mo ma kpe awon eyan kan kon walo... (This is serious... Don't worry, I'll call some persons to begin looking for her)...
Mrs C: Ko si wahala... Shey dada le wa sha... (No problem... Hope you are fine...)
CC: Dada ni mo wa. Ose gan (I'm fine... Thank you very much)...
Mrs C: O daabo sir (Goodbye sir)...
CC: O daabo (Goodbye)...
Amaka: Chief, hope all is well?
CC: It's my daughter Funmi, she's missing...
Amaka: Missing how?
CC: She went out since morning and she's not yet back...
Amaka: This is serious o...
Chief Coker began contemplating on who to call. He decided to call the Inspector General of Police. Just then, his phone began ringing. Funmi was calling...