End Of The Road (a Novel) Chapter 1

"Forgive the pun but I think things have come to a head," Ed muttered running a hand through his hair. His jacket was on the far chair and his tie had been jerked free from the collar with several buttons undone. His erection was still throbbing.

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"Gladys, aren't you going to work again today?"

"No auntie," she replied as her aunt entered the room. It was early afternoon on the Wednesday after their major quarrel.

"Why not? Aren't you feeling fine?" The older woman asked with a concerned frown.

"I'm OK, I just don't feel like going to the office." Gladys said listlessly sitting up in bed.

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Gladys was dancing with Edward at their wedding reception to the slow beat of Tuface’s “African Queen”. The music changed and Edward whispered another risqué comment to her. She laughed out loud but then she caught someone staring at her. A middle-aged woman she had not noticed earlier stood near a table with a displeased expression on her face. Edward swung her around as Sunny Neji’s “Oruka” continued to play and she felt him grow rigid in her arms. She looked up at his face and saw his eyes narrow and his mouth tighten. The sparkle of joy left his eyes and slowly, all expression was wiped from his face.

"Edward, what is it? She asked in a low voice.

His reply was brusque. "My foster parents are here."

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"Well here I am and I don’t have time to reminisce. Are you here to apologize to me?” Edward wasn’t going to let it go. These people had almost derailed his life. If not for the DPO’s kindness, he would be rotting in one of Kano’s poky jails. Bile rose in his throat but he felt Gladys pressing on his arm again and took a deep breath. He thought he had put that part of his life behind him. But what a small world it really was.

"Pah! Apologize for what? You lived off us for a couple of years, caused my wife mental distress and stole from me. Did you tell your new wife all of this?”

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It had been a long flight back with a long layover in Paris and bad traffic on the way back from the Airport. Once they had put away most of the luggage, Gladys collapsed on the settee.

"Have you said that you love me today?”

"How can you ask that? Edward queried, "After all I did at the hotel this morning to show you," he looked at her suggestively and waggled his eyebrows.

She giggled and threw her stuffed panda at his head.

"Come over here," he said patting the seat next to him.

Gladys moved over and he lifted her into his lap and whispered something saucy in her ear.

She pushed him off, "Now that would be an idea,” she teased. As they fell over each other in laughter, Edward’s phone rang.

"Who knows we’re back?” Gladys mused as her husband went to answer it. As the conversation continued, her mind began to wander. She had some calls to make too.

"What! You can’t be serious!” As he listened further, his eyes narrowed into slits and all smile disappeared from his lips, classic signs of his quick temper.

“Edward, what is it?” Gladys asked as she moved closer to him.

"Damn!" He swore viciously. "Why wasn’t I alerted before now?”

"Darling, please calm down." Gladys said stroking his back.

Barging into his office, Edward went straight into the boardroom. He pressed the buzzer, closed his eyes and leaned back in the swivel chair. He breathed in deeply and then let it out slowly. Those that played with the tail of the tiger had only themselves to blame if they ended in its belly. There was no playing with kid gloves, all bets were off.

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“This honeymoon must have cost you guys a lot of money.”

“You can say that again,” Gladys laughed. She had just finished speaking with her mother and was being grilled by Udoka, her brother whom she hadn’t spoken with in the intervening month. He was a travel junkie and wanted to know every detail of their trip abroad. “The American bit especially, the hotels were so high priced and we were just using the Holiday Inn Chain.”

“Isn’t that supposed to be expensive?”

“Not really, they are affordable. Edward had his standard or I would’ve booked motels.”

It was difficult not to gush, “Honestly, that was magic. We had such a wonderful stay, it is hard to express. We arrived a little tired and the bus ride to the resort was a tad long, but the scenery was so beautiful and our driver so informative that the time went by quickly. From the time we got off the bus the first day to getting back on the bus the last day life was super relaxing.”

Edward stood up, “Benibo please join me in my office.”

He was pacing when the lawyer came in and closed the door softly. “Talk to me.”

"I visited the stockbroker that handled the sale of Gladys’s stock and he told me that he had gotten instructions from her to that effect. I saw the mandate myself. Those forms are not very all-inclusive but it was definitely her signature. She instructed them to sell the Bestman Group PLC stock at the highest price. They did exactly that and transferred the payment to her account. The officer was very cooperative; they’re the same brokers for Kanayo your friend.”

Edward knew that already. He had taken her there himself when she wanted to purchase some shares and begin trading in the stock market. His stock gift was shifted to the same brokers because he wanted to fully show there were no strings attached. 

"And you're quite sure that the mandate form is authentic?” He hated asking but had to.

"I would think so; there’s nothing out of the ordinary. I have a copy of it here.” He passed a piece of paper to Edward from a file on the table.

While Edward looked through it, he continued. “The stockbroker’s office said it had been with them for over a month till the offer came to them last week and they made the sale."

Edward released a heavy breath; he didn’t know what to think. The copy in his hands was dated a week before they left. And then she had gone ahead to jet off with him on that fantasy vacation around the world. What reason could have made Gladys sell the shares without telling him? It was so unlike her; a major issue they agreed on even before they traveled was to not keep secrets from each other.

“As a lawyer, do you think this could have been forged?”

“I will be difficult to prove, it is certainly her signature. I saw the original, nothing seemed tampered with. You know her writing better than I do, what do you think?”

“She doesn’t usually capitalize like in the company name, but everything else fits.”

“Maybe you need to see this too.”

Edward studied another piece of paper. It was email exchanged between Gladys and the brokerage account officer. One printout detailed the sharp upward swing of the share price of Bestman holdings among other market news with a request to sell to which she had replied yes and thanks. The other asked after her travels and received a fuller reply.

“The officer used that to buttress why they had gone ahead with the sale, she knew about it. Again, I imagined if someone else schemed to have the shares sold, why would the money be transferred into her account? How many people would know that number?”

“You’re sure the money went into her account?”

“Yes, and is still there. I pulled some strings and got a bank printout of balances that included hers with a mini transaction statement.”

Edward extended his hand and accepted the new sheets of paper stapled together. A patch further down on the second page was highlighted and he saw the deposit of millions of naira on the said date. Unexpectedly, there were also a couple of withdrawals since then.

“Do you know who these withdrawals went to?” Benibo shook his head. They remained silent for a few minutes before Edward spoke again. “You warned me.”

The lawyer had used all sorts of legalese to convince him not to transfer those shares to Gladys but he hadn’t listened. He forged ahead regardless.

“Yes I did, not that it matters now. We can do this even without those shares.”

Edward pulled himself together and folded the papers in his hands into his jeans pocket. He would call Gladys but only to tell her not to expect him yet. For now he needed to find a way to secure his business.

“This is not easy for me to say but you guys did a thorough job. Thanks.” They shook hands and then Edward asked to be left alone. “I’ll join you shortly.”

Edward studied another piece of paper. It was email exchanged between Gladys and the brokerage account officer. One printout detailed the sharp upward swing of the share price of Bestman holdings among other market news with a request to sell to which she had replied yes and thanks. The other asked after her travels and received a fuller reply.

“The officer used that to buttress why they had gone ahead with the sale, she knew about it. Again, I imagined if someone else schemed to have the shares sold, why would the money be transferred into her account? How many people would know that number?”

“You’re sure the money went into her account?”

“Yes, and is still there. I pulled some strings and got a bank printout of balances that included hers with a mini transaction statement.”