I was alone at home that afternoon
when Michelle ran into our room in
the campus with a big smile on her
face. I almost thought she had won a
lottery. Out of the excitement and
despite the hunger, I asked, ‘Babe you win lottery and you don jam mugu?’

She was still thanking God for
deciding to turn her life around after
all these years of suffering and
penniless lifestyle? I was amazed as I
stared at her in shock. I have never
seen Michelle in that excited mood since we became roommates. She
called me by the name we usually
addressed ourselves with.

My rommie, guess what happen on
my way back from school. I replied
that I am poor guesser . Let me break
the bombshell to you babe. I am now
a very rich girl. She announced. I
burst out with a loud laugh and dismissed her excitement with a wave
of the hand.

She insisted that she was not
dreaming. I told her to go straight to
the point before I lose my patience.
She begin to narrate how she met
this very rich Chief who gave her a
ride back home where she stood under the scorching sun.

According to her, the Chief happens
to be a multimillionaire with
businesses all over the country and
abroad. She she said the chief had
invited her to have dinner with her at
a hotel somewhere in town. She said the chief said she could bring her
friend along with her. I was becoming
excited too at the thought of making
some cool cash from the mugu chief.

She pleaded with me to accompany
her to see the chief, After much
persuasion, I gave in to her request
and accompanied her that night. As
at 7:45pm, the Chief’s driver was
already waiting outside the campus with the latest Range Rover Sports.
We got to coded hotel. The chief was
already waiting for us. He had also
placed a reservation for us.

We had a very nice time with the
chief. The man had plenty of cash to
throw around. The man was simply
swimming in money. He was also so
friendly and very generous. While
going home that night, he gave us a brand new notes totaling N200, 000
naira each. Imagine making 200k one
night. It was a jackpot. Soon I was
becoming jealous of my friend.

I was asking myself why I wasn’t th
one in her position. A week later,
Chief bought a Mercedes jeep for
Michelle and actually gave her the
keys to a flat in Lekki Peninsula.
Being her closest friend and roomie, she begged me to move in with her
which I quickly agreed without much
conviction.

We started living large. Chief was
just so kind and generous to us. We
had everything at our beck and call.
Just like a whirlwind, we became the
happening babes on campus and
within the Lekki axis.

I got so carried away that I was
enjoying the money without knowing
where it was coming from. Chief even
took my friend to Paris for shopping.
Deep down I was so sad and filled
with jealousy for her. She noticed I didn’t take the news kindly to the
news. But she promised to buy me
stuff from Paris.

A few days later, she left with Chief.
That was the last time I set my eyes
on Michelle. Her journey was
supposed to last for two weeks but a
month later, I did not hear from her. I
became scared because I was left alone in the house. She never
communicated with me right from the
first day she left the house.

I came home from school one evening
and met Chief at home, out of
excitement I rushed into Michelle’s
room thinking that she has finally
returned but to my utmost
astonishment, Michelle was nowhere to be found.

I rushed out immediately to ask Chief,
he explained that she will come back
later that her trip was a bit extended
and immediately changed his
countenance towards me by telling
me that he actually made a mistake by going out with my friend earlier
on.

He promised me heaven and earth if
only I could date him secretly without
Michelle’s knowledge. I told him that I
wouldn’t be able to stab my friend
behind her back, that she has been
very good to me. He asked the driver to bring his briefcase, he brought out
N500, 000, kept it on the table and
asked me to think about his request
and left.

I was tempted to give in to what
Chief had said but I kept worrying
about Michelle. One night I became
curious and decide to check one of
the rooms in the flat that was always
kept open. There was a wardrobe inside the room.

Still out of curiosity, I forced the
wardrobe open and I shouted. There
was my friend sitting on a stool. Her
eyes fixed in a daze with a pot on
her head.

Her body seem glued to the stool.
Was she dead? She was not moving.I
shout Jesus and ran out of the house.
How could chief have killed my friend
in the same house without my
knowledge?

Some weeks after, Michell was
reported missing. I assisted the police
to locate the house. On getting there,
the address had changed. The new
occupants said there was never a
chief there and threatened the police for embarrassing them. But I was sure
of what I saw. What had happened.

Given the position I met my friend, I
am very convinced that Chief used
her for rituals. A search of the house
did not produce anything.I am still in
shock.

That is why I have become a born
again Christian in memory of my
friend.

I will never do runs again.

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Story story.........story!

how amazing.... the Nigerian police left u untouched...
#SorryForTheLoss
#MostInterestingStory | 2016

That last pix was the only thing worth looking at ITT (in this thread)

naijaboiy:
Whats the title of this movie?

"The chief,the runs girls and the ritual money"

Dry

yeah! I think av. watch ds movie. b4, u re chioma chukwuka, ur frn tonto dike, d chief is Olu jacob

Biko when is the part 2 coming out?

Movie too sweet abeg!

runs girl on the run
how many times i wan read this gmw

Another story 4 D Gods

Funny enough these things are happening in reality..is a fact

Pls don't be born again yet.

I am a better Chief.
Don't mind that ritual chief.

Meet me at the hotel .....in short call me anytime.