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MoNDAY atlast ... Brand new episode of "Babe in total control" by or "before" 6PM... It depends on when its ready and the responce I get from you guys .

"School life" Ebook 85 percent ready. I still need a designer for the book cover, holla @ me if u interested. (Snipemoney@gmail.com)

PEACe

@skyscrapper - I see u bro!

Hmmm.. First of all, this made me laugh my arse out! I've been in your shoes once but I guess we reacted differently to the situation because as I saw "her" from a distance, I knew pictures lie and I just turned back and went straight home! To hell with online paroles . I later apologised though and restricted our "thing" to online, well that all in the past.

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Observations.
Avoid the big words where possible, it spoils the flow. Not everyone would be able to read the story and be able to fully understand it. I mean instead of "rendezvous" you could have used date or even meeting and instead of "colossal" you could have used huge, big, gigantic or whatever.
The major idea is making the story easy 4 almost everyone to read, understand and relate to (where possible).

Apart 4rm dat, I'll be looking foward to more writeups from you .

Daniel2802: Weekend is finishing today oh and pls post a download link 4 ur E-book for java phone.

I would, when its ready. Its 80 percent ready.

beau49: Finally here!9ce write up aldoh cud still sum slight errors buh keep up d gud work n abt ur blog u really need 2 love-vendor it up in terms of colours n design(jes my tuts).BTW thumbs up!

**Following**

thankss dear. About the blog I've noted ur points.

seunviju: Keep up the good work.

yes sir.

Sheenor: Ohkay!.......NoP.....yuh da bomb!.......awaitin yur update mehn.........kudus!.............

u won't have to wait long.

Vivy Gift: Wow! Wow!! Wow!!! Chistar, u are always on point...

thanks babes.

This is fictional creativity in a whole different level. Me likey , ride on bro. *chistar is following*

Hey guys, thanks 4 all the tips and comment, I've taken note of them. I'm taking the weekend off from writing so I decided to edit and post the new short story I've been talking about since like 4eva, u can check out my blog to read it (its a drama and I hope u like it). Thanks.
Babe in total control resumes on monday with full force and hopefully, this would be a jolly ride till the end. I may stop posting on weekends here on NL and post on my blog (business strategy)
PEACe.

WOW!! See comments oh! . When I posted this update, I just told myself that I'll probably re-write it later on but after reading you guys comment, I think I did a good job and my head is already swelling. And you guys don't have to thank me, I write because I love doing it, I should be the one thanking you guys for spending your time and MB to read my stuffs. So thanks.

kennybelle: Serious business for Zainab n big ish for Jummy. Hope my Jummy has nt been set up o! Thanks 4 dis oga, u‘re well dedicated unlike sm writers, n u‘re highly appreciated 4 dat.

hmmm... Thanks bro.

Melancholy: am very sure that mrs oghonaya likes jummy personality.I think she wanted to know wat up btw that casanova man and our dear jummy ni,no wahala jor

hmmmm, what makes you so sure?

Eneze1: Chris am a newbie here, this is good, keep it up man

errr, thank babes. Am not chris though, am chistar.[quote author=sкчscrαρεr™]uhm..chistar, abt dat writers block ish, i'd advice u take some time off, rest, and sleep alot. Try to get ur mind off som inconsequential tinz, watch some movies and reads more books, hopefully u'll overcome it.[/quote]errr... I'll do just that, thanks. But just 4 d record, I watch a lot of movies and read a lot of books. I guess its the others I am meant to work on.[quote author=Mz_Chistar]Chistar chistar chistar!

If u are experiencing a writer block and you can write such interesting update, I wonder how your updates wud b like wen u eventually overcome this particular writer block.
.[/quote]LOL, we just have to wait and see. Thanks though.

Uthman51: Thanks 4 dz post, u made my day! I was starting to miss ur stories. Many people have said it but I'll say it again, Chistar you would go places with this your writing.
U get mouth

amen!!! And thanks.

okulajaadewumi: Good job bro.

thanks

Chimaritoponcho: lyk seriously,seun should start paying chistar ..imagine sum1 wit a writer's block dropping dis kind of update .Nawa o

hmmm *blushing*.

Uthman51: I dey feel boss

thanks.

Chuksemi: And now, it has to happen. Still waiting for an update though.

wait no more

EPISODE 27.

It must have taken Zainab over thirty minutes before she could understand the way the contents of the file were arranged.

The file was a collection of four set of different coloured sheets of paper; yellow, blue, green and of course, the normal white.

The white sheet of papers which were ten in number, they contained things that weren't that pressing and she could do anytime she felt like. The yellow sheets contained things she was supposed to do before the end of the day; they were fifteen. The blue contained things that were supposed to be done during the day time, after the lunch break to be specific; they were six sheets. And the green sheets contained things she was to do right away; just three green sheets.

"These people are pretty organised!" Zainab though out loud.

She separated the three green sheets from the file and pushed the file away as she started going through the sheet's contents.

The green sheets contained the summary of a thirty minutes sport program she was supposed to go and direct right away since it was being shot in the studio which was at the northern wing of the same building.

She had expected something totally different. She had thought it would be one project at a time and probably she could start from learning from the old director to know how things were meant to be done, but here she was, reading files on sports even though she never really had any interest in sit and she could bet the crew were already waiting for her.

In no time, she got the basic idea and stood up from her seat, picked up the few green sheets of paper and headed to the northern wing.

"Here goes nothing!" She sighed.

* * *

She finally got to the right studio after missing her several times, she had assumed there would be only one studio in the building, but she was wrong. There were four studios in all and so she had to ask for directions. Just as she had guessed, the crew were already waiting for her. Most of them had heard that the old director had been transferred to their new branch in Ghana so they expected a new director today.

Zainab stood at the door for a few minutes, staring at the whole room filled with people, cameras and a stage which had been set already.

Then she walked in, "hello everyone." She said hoping to get their attention.

No one replied at first because her voice was really low and they were busy trying to put things in order for the supposed new director.

"Hello everyone!" She said with a louder tone.

Everyone paused and turned to her, she felt shy and unsure for a minute but quickly cleared her mind.

"Is this studio two?" She asked. She had seen the number "2" at the front of the door but just needed to be sure first.

"Yes, it is." A fair, chubby man with a "pot belle" replied. He had one of those kind of face that were always smiling, just like a permanent smile, Zainab could bet he had never frowned in his life.

"Oh! Good. So I'm guess this is the sporting crew?" Zainab asked.

"You are right. But may I ask, who are you?" The chubby man replied.

Zainab shrugged, "oh, I'm Zainab An," she wanted to say "Anderson" but realised she wasn't really an Anderson anymore since she was divorced, but was she going to keep the surname or change back to her former surname? She asked herself.

She suddenly realised the chubby man and about eighty percent of the people in the room were still staring at her, waiting for a proper introduction.

"I'm the new overall director, you can call me Zainab," she finally replied, expertly avoiding the surname issue.

The chubby man face brightened, "oh! Nice to meet you Zainab, we have been expecting you. I'm Mr Awoyinka, I'm the assistant sport director." He offered his hand to Zainab and she shook him.

"We go live on-air in ten minutes, so I'm guess we had better start preparing." Mr Awoyinka replied.

"Oh!" Zainab exclaimed in shock, "as in this is a life show? Not recording and broadcast later on?" She asked. She had never done a live show, as an actress, the movies were filmed and then released to the public after all the error had been corrected, so this was a new thing to her, she knew no mistakes would be tolerated.

"Yes! Its a live show." Mr Awoyinka replied grinning, he had an idea about what was going on in her head.

* * * * *

Jummy could have sworn her day couldn't get a worse after the whole Stephen drama early that morning.

She locked her self in her office all morning, swarmed in office work all because she didn't want to think much about the trip.

She just couldn't believed it. Two weeks without John who she had grown very fond of and two weeks with Stephen who she despised, all alone in a strange land.

Life is a b1tch, she thought.

She noticed she was already thinking about it once more and immediately focused on her work, just then, the intercom when live.

Without check which office the call was from, she picked it.

"Hello," she said.

"Come to my office now." Was the response she got and the caller hung up.

Jummy didn't need to check who called, only one person could speak to her that way in the office and she knew it. But judging from the tone of the call, she could sense trouble.

She tapped some buttons on her computer and put it to sleep, she stood up and headed to Mrs Ogbanaya office.

Jummy got there and knocked, without waiting for a response, she walked in to the office.

"You sent for me ma," she said as she noticed Mrs Ogbonaya didn't even look up at her.

Mrs Ogbonaya didn't reply.

Jummy was wondering why Mrs Ogbonaya always had to play the hardcore boss, can't she just free herself and be friendly for once?

Mrs Ogbonaya kept on doing what she was doing and Jummy kept on staring at the woman, not sure about how she was supposed to react.

After about two minutes of silence, the only noise that was made was from the keyboard as Mrs Ogbonaya typed something.

Mrs Ogbonaya looked up at Jummy and asked a question which nearly threw her of her balance.

"I'm going to ask you this just once and it would be in your own interest to answer with the truth." Mrs Ogbanaya started and stopped typing, she looked up to Jummy and asked, "What is going on between you and Stephen?"

TO BE CONTINUED.

adegwurulez: that court scene left me awed. i don save the page sef, i'm going to read it when chanced. 9c one chistar

Thanks bro.

Chimaritoponcho: chistar u get talent oo..make we share am na lol

hmmm.. Take d one u want.

bammo: This got me wondering where the Bleep nollywood gets their stories from.
Nice work wiv nuff suspense 'keep it up'

hmmmm.. Tanx, m flattered

obejoyce: U are good. Love ur stories.

awwwww.. Thanks bro.

So I've decided to lock myself in my room all morning if that's what it would take to break this stupid writers block. I don't care if the update isn't long or interestn but I know am going to sha write and update sumtyn b4 12PM!!! *determined.

School life is 70 percent ready, at this rate, it might be completed next week and uploaded for you guys to download.

PEACe.

linpok: baba hope d E-book wil be free fr we ur guys oo..
I still dey folow U Bumper To Bumper sha

lol... Yep.. School life would be free.. But I can't say d same about other books I might write (e no easy to write 4 free na )

Errr... Hi guys,

WRITER'S BLOCK!!!! ... Its that time of the month. I might not update in a while, but at the same time, I might update 2day, it all depends on when I get over it.

But in d main time, I'll make sure my blog is still very active, I'll start searching for short stories and stuffs like that to keep you guys posted. And School life Ebook is 60 percent ready (it would be in PDF, Ebub, Jar(for java fones) and maybe Kindle format). So anticipate!

PEACe.

Babie Ghagha: chistar thanks 4 d update.more power to ur elbow.

thanks babes.

kennybelle: Thanks 4d update! The courtroom was suspense filled n d verdict serves Richard right. I love ur... Poetic words used @d beginning of every update!

errr... Thanks (nobody seems to ever notice dem)[quote author=Eni~girl]#followinq
TeamJummy.[/quote]#Bless.

Melancholy: Enough of spendings from richard(mr maga) let her get busy and tell us that she's more than capable..

lol.. She would! I think.

@YOUALL - err, guys, Please I am in need of a designer. I need someone to help me design an ebook cover for "School Life". If you can help out, kindly send me an email to snipesmoney@gmail.com. Thanks.

PEACe.

[quote author=sкчscrαρεr™]Kudos bruv!! It's indeed a new beginning.

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Ever since i started reading your works, i've been willing to ask you this questions, why is it that you like using. . .

"Am" instead of "I'm"
"You" ↔ "Your"
"The" ↔ "They"
"Of" ↔ "Off"

i've done my research and couldn't find any law of english that proves you right. We're all learning, please educate me, Thanks.[/quote]"Am" instead of "I'm" and of instead of off are two pair of words I've always mixed up, (I just don't get it, I've tried... I just don't). @"you" instead of "your" and "the" instead of "they" are typos, I use autocorrect to proof read my works most times and well, I guess you know the rest.

Now that you have said it, I'll pay more attention to it. Thanks

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And... Thanks. I'm glad you like the "new beginning".

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@Chuksemi - thanks bro.

EPISODE 26: A new beginning.

With every new sun, comes a new day. A new beginning, a new hope that things would be different and better than it was yesterday - Eep, The Croods.

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After all the drama she went through with Richard, Zainab attitude and view towards love and life in general changed. She started to view love as an excuse to get hurt and even though she never really voiced it out. She made a mental vow not to fall in love again.

Thanks to Richard's one hundred million which had been completely paid in to her account, she had more than enough more than enough money to spend on spending.

As good friends with Jummy, she bought Jummy a brand new sleek Toyota Camry, 2013 edition, Jummy was more than excited. You need to be there to understand exactly how Jummy reacted because its something that can't really be typed.

She had earlier left "Let's Talk Relationship" with E.A because after all that they went through, working together felt weird, so she left.

As expected, she started receiving hundreds of offers to host different shows from different companies and after much deliberation with the help of Jummy, she made her choice and picked one.

She picked to work as a director on multiple programs at Tunde Owolabi Productions (aka TOP).

TOP, owned by Nigeria fourth richest man - Tunde Owolabi, was and still is a production company just like the Wale Adenuga Production and as a matter of fact, was an arch-rival. TOP specialised in soap operas, movies, TV programs and many more.

So Zainab was glad when she got the offer from them to be a general director, she had years of experience in show biz, so she assumed it would be a piece of cake, but maybe she was wrong.

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MONDAY MORNING.

As Jummy cruised into the car park of GNP, she spotted the free spot which had a sign board with: "RESERVED (asst branch manager)" written on it. She smiled and parked right at the front of the sign board.

She stepped out of the car and purposely walked to the exit before pressing the "Lock" button on the car's remote, a sharp click sound followed which signified the doors have been locked. She loved the Ghen-Ghen feeling it gave her.

She stylishly waved the few hair that were over her shoulder backwards and catwalked into the building feeling like Bruce Lee.

She felt exceptionally happy that morning. It had been a wonderful weekend for her as John being the most romantic guy on this earth - according to her, took her out to over four different places and occasions all in the span of the usual two days weekend break (saturday and sunday).

It all started on friday night, he picked her up from her office after work hours and drove her straight to "Golden Gate" where she had the been dinner she had had in years and afterwards, he dropped her home then with just a kiss, he took off. From the way he acted, having sex with her wasn't even in his dictionary and that made Jummy feel luckier - a man who isn't interested in sex but love her for who she is.

What more can I ask for? She thought.

Saturday morning, he called her and by 1PM, they were already already on their way to Oniru Private Beach to chill out. Just when Jummy thought that was all he had under his sleeves, the left the beach by 5PM, and by 10PM, they were of to show which feature top class celebrities like 3Face and P-Cube, it was an all night show.

By 3AM Sunday morning, he dropped her at her door steps and once again, he kissed her and went home.

She slept for the rest of the morning, down to 12PM before she finally decided to wake up and once again, John called and they both went for a Christian comedy show. Jummy was blown away. John was romantic, kind hearted and also a christian.

So the glow on her face on Monday morning was massive and obvious that as she stepped into her office and saw Stephen sitting on the visitor's seat without any invitation, she didn't frown, she was too happy to let a jobless Stephen spoil her mood.

"Someone seems to be in a good mood this morning," Stephen finally said as he watched her drop her bag and switch on her system without even uttering a word to him.

Jummy decided to use the advantage to make a point to Stephen, "You are right, I had the best weekend ever with my BOYFRIEND." She made sure Stephen noticed she was purposely emphasising on "boyfriend."

Stephen shrugged, "Oh! I see."

"Yea, you won't believe what he did. I don't know how he knew it but he fulfilled all my dreams in one weekend. I've been dying to go to that new Golden Gate eatery down the block since it opened but haven't had the time or right companion to go with... And guess what?" Jummy asked grinning.

"What?" Stephen asked irritated, he definitely wasn't interested.

"He took me there on friday evening for dinner!" Jummy replied excitedly, she seemed to be enjoying the effect her story was having on Stephen. "And you won't believe where he took me to on saturday!" Jummy replied.

Stephen stared at his shoes and murmured, "like I give a fucck."

Jummy heard him but ignored him and went ahead to tell him, "he took me to the beach and then we headed to that show Etisalat hosted and you know how etisalat parties use to be like, right? Not like this our stingy GNP." Jummy hissed.

Stephen just stared at Jummy in silence, he felt like stabbing her.

Jummy felt she had tortured him enough and decided to pity him, "pardon my manners, what are you doing here anyway?" She asked calmly.

"I just wanted to give you this." Stephen handed over a letter and grinned, there was something suspicious about the grin and Jummy noticed it but she had no idea what it could be.

She took the letter and read the contents. Her glow faded.

She looked at Stephen disgusted, "how long would this trip be?"

"Two weeks." Stephen replied, grinning widely than before.

"Why am I going with you? Why not Mrs Ogbonaya? After all she is the boss around here." Jummy asked, looking for an excuse.

"We are the bosses around here, point of correction," Stephen replied. "And we can't both leave the company for two weeks in the hands of a newly promoted assistant manager who knows nothing about managing a company. This trip would help you familiarise with an aspect of managing."

Jummy bowed her head on her desk in frustration. The letter was from the head quarters and it instructed her and Stephen to go to China for business purposes, GNP wanted to sign a deal with a telecommunication company in China and so they sent them both.

This meant two weeks without John and two week all alone with the one person she despised the most, Stephen.

Stephen stood up from the seat and adjusted his suit. He walked to the door and opened it, before he stepped out, he turned to Jummy, "it would be fun, trust me."

He walked away laughing out loud. He sounding like one of those evil scientist in cartoons.

* * * * *

SAME MONDAY.

Just like Jummy, Zainab cruised into the car park of TOP company and parked at the reserved spot for the director.

It was her first day on the job and she had purposely dressed to kill.

She wore a kneel length red gown that complimented her dark complexion and showed off her To-Kill-for curves. She held a portable Versace hand bag and Jimmy choo four inches high heel shoes.
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As she walked into the company, all heads turned towards her, even the females couldn't help but stare at her.

Zainab noticed over a thousand eyes on her and wasn't sure if it was her killer outfit that warranted such stare or the fact that a big shot like her was in their presence. Either which way, she loved the attention.

A young man, about twenty-one, obviously younger than Zainab was the first to go and speak to her as she stood at the entrance staring at the vast building in confusion - she didn't know where exactly to go to.

He was somewhere in between macho and average, he had a reasonable amount of flesh in the right places and he was pretty good looking, he probably had a couple of girls that would be crushing on him, but at the same time, something about him said "not interested in girls yet, book first."

"Hello!" He said excitedly.

"Hello," she replied and looked down at him. Thanks to her heels, she was a few inches taller than him.

"Am Michael, and I've been directed to show you around. So for the time being, consider me as your own personal secretary or something like that."

"Oh! Thanks Mike, I was already about wondering where exactly I was meant to start." Zainab replied and gave him a warm smile which made him blush.

"Err.. Zainab, its no problem, as a matter of fact, am a huge fan of yours and I think am lucky to be able to learn from you. Am just an intern here." Michael replied.

"Oh! Am flattered." Zainab replied and gave him that warm smile again. "So where exactly are we going to start from?" She asked immediately trying to change the topic.

"Oh! I've got your schedule at my desk over there, if you don't mind we can head over there before I take you to your office."

Zainab nodded in approval and followed him. He handed over to her a thick file. She starred at it in surprise, "what is inside that?" She asked.

"Your schedule for the week, your first official duty starts in about an hour so I'll advice you to start getting familiar with the contents right away," Michael stood up from his chair, "let me show you your office."

Zainab sighed and followed him as the went through a corridor with about four doors on about both sides, each door had different tags at the front of them. Tags like: Dressing Room and Make up Room.

They stopped at the front of the last door by the left which had "DIRECTOR" written on it.

"Here we are," Michael said.

"Yea."

Michael handed her the file and gave a mischievous smiled, "good luck," he said and just before he turned to walk away he added, "you would need it. And welcome to TOP."

Zainab nodded in silence and looked at the large file in her hand.

"God help me," she sighed.

TO BE CONTINUED.

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chocopearl: I ve bn a silent follower since dis story started buh dat court room episode......mehhhhnnn dat episode really gat me typing.
U really re gud and so far u ve nt disappointed.
Keep up d good work dear....#thumbs up#

hmmm.. Thanks, I'll try not to ever disappoint.[quote author=miz~xpensive]E don tay wey i don comment on this story n i cnt hold it anylonger......i must confess this story is full of suspence,fun,captivating nd intresting.....Chistar kip the ball rolling!!![/quote]thanks babes.
@skyscrapper - yup.
@melancholy - #Bless.

PEACe.

[quote author=sкчscrαρεr™]uhm, chistar can you please post the link to kay's blog. thanks.[/quote]I don't think he has a blog. I was reffering to his story, here on NL

Daniel2802: Me think say d story don dy finish self.
Chistar you are the bomb.

thanks bro.

smithe113: If i didnt comment after readin dis your last 3 updates, den i have commited a sin dat can start a war between two nations


*in wizkid's voice* Nice one bro

lol, God saved u, ur sin would have been unforgivable.

Evergreen4: I have never dropped a comment , and it will be a big Sin if I don't comment at d end of this first part of ur sweet story, CHISTER U ARE THE BOMB. I'm anxiously waiting for the second part of the story. More MB to ur system

thanks bro. Second part coming ASAP.

gennysq: Way †̥O̅ go Chistar! Am loving loving Ūя̲̅ way....... Thumbs Up!!

#Bless.

GOOD MORNING GUYS. HOPe YOU ALL DLEPT WELL and not like me who was up all night reading this "I am number four"E- book. I watched d movie and didn't like the way it ended when I thought the movie was just about to start, so I rush and download all the available E-book .

New update comes later on today. And a big thank u 2 u guys 4 all ur positive comments. I dunno aw many of u follow kay story, if u do, den maybe u saw a comment he made about his fans yesterday and how dey encourage and stuffs like that. Well, I feel exactly d same about u guys. I know how many times I've decided to hang the pen but when I remeber u guys and see the "Where is chistar?" Or "Chistar, nice post!" Or comments like dat, I feel the urge to pick up the pen and write once again.

Love u guys... Like seriously, I really do.

Okay, am already talking 2 much, let me stop here b4 my wives start to ask me questions that touch.

PEACe.

Just in case u don't know, Chistar is still here.

[quote author=Eni~girl]Yeah! Vhiz z jez d beqinninq of Jummy nd John; Beqinninq of B.I.T.C.H.
#TeamJummyTeamB.I.T.C.H.[/quote]you couldn't have said it any better.

Trendytessy: I luv d unfolding of events in d court room. Gud job u re doin Chistar..,kip it up!

lol, that's what u get wen u smoke weed before picking up the pen [quote author=sкчscrαρεr™]Alas! the main story is about to begin. I sincerely hope this wouldn't be the end of Richard's role.

#TeamRichard[/quote]hmmm.. Me too, but who knows?

I Hate 9ja: Chistar are u really from The ybnl/baddo crew
u badt gan....thumbz up
jummy should suffer,she caused zainab downfall,she shouldnt go scot free *yuck

hmmm... How did jummy cause it? And who said Zainab has fallen?

saintbeejay: Its quite some time a comment here but you've really done a pretty great job putting this together, I love the twist in the whole court event and I must commend your effort
#you are a great writer#

hmmm.. *blushing* thanks.

ladyfeli: I wish i can change everybody's tym 2 6pm. 9ce stori by d way

6PM... Oh, about that. I plan on changing the system of updating, I don't know how yet, but as 4rm tomorrow or maybe wednesday, u wud start to notice d difference.

ARareGem: Hmmm......

haaaa

anasbeaut: [color=#000099][/color] I luv d twist wit d ol Dr Dan confession, I wudnt ve guessed in a mil year. U re a gifted writer o, bt u LL need to work on d court trial esp ur legal terminologies if u intend publishing ur work. Al d same u re rily gud.

thanks dear and yes, am aware d court scene can be better, I'll work on it.

may01: This Chistar like drama sha..See as doctor Dan enter the court room with slow motion like for all those action movies.

lol.. na so na

EPISODE 25.

You never really can run away from karma. Its just like the sun. At night, you can do whatever you want freely without the rays hitting your skin, but when morning eventually comes, it comes with the sun.

* * *

Richard was caught between the devil and the deep blue sea. Before now, he never really understood what that phrase really meant.

So here he was faced with two almost impossible options. Go to prison for five years or pay a fine of hundred million naira. The money wouldn't have been such a big issue If his account and assets weren't frozen but sadly, they were.

He had a lot of friends but its times like this we know our true friends. He decided to go ahead an make some calls. A lot of calls actually.

It wasn't easy but after calling more than a hundred friends from his cell, he finally raised the money and he actually got to know the true meaning of friendship because the friends who helped him were does who he never thought would.

He paid the bail and after a month, he was set free.

As soon as he was out, the divorce papers were signed. He didn't bother fighting it, he knew there was nothing he could do.

As Zainab opened her newly bought brand new Nissan Murano, she turned to stare at Richard who was still standing hopelessly at the front of the court. That was the last time she saw Richard, or so she hoped.

Just for the record, Richard moved to Ghana and with the help of Tony, he started up his video company from the scratch again.

Zainab and Richard finally went their separate ways. E.A and Zainab just didn't work. Jummy and John got closer. And this is where our story really begins.

TO BE CONTINUED.

PS: Today episode is just a round up of the first part of this story, that's why it's this short. Babe In Total Control resumes tomorrow in a whole new style. PEACe.

Clemzy16: Wow! Very long and interesting. . .

Poor Richard, i just hope he gets bailed out of prison. Also, you didn't say anything about Richard and Zainab being finally divorced, hopefully that will be done in subsequent update.

yea... It would.. Congrats once again (this is the fifth time am saying dat right? )

Winnie1950: Oh my God! Chistar u are a darling. This is the best update I've read so far. I felt like i was realy in the court room. I think it's high time u began pursuing your dream of being a lawyer. Take one kiss and a very tight bear hug. Muuuaaahhh!!!

hmmmm, dream of becoming a lawyer? Nah, no more. I have better dreams now, and becoming a famous, sucessful and of course, wealthy writter is on of the dreams . Thanks anyway.

sammyke: omg, I love u chistar, , lovely story

you love me? , dere is an (m) beside your username oh.... Just kidding, Thanks all the same.

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"That tape was verified by the Federal Government of Nigeria, by saying the data base lied, you are simply saying the Government is a liar."

"I don't know about that, but I'm not the one in that tape." Richard said with a tone of finality. Boniface realised that even if he asked Richard a hundred times, he would still say no so he moved on.

"So I guess its your word against the Government," he said. "So back to my questioning, yes or no replies only, can we proceed?"

"Yes."

"Did you arrange for Zainab's car to be stolen."

"No."

"What do you mean by no? We have witnesses that claim you paid them to steal it."

"The car you are referring to as stolen, is mine. I just took back what was mine." Richard replied.

The whole court looked confused, Zainab couldn't believe her ears.

"What exactly do you mean by that? Zainab bought the car with her hard earned money." Boniface replied.

"Nope, she didn't. I bought the car and gave it to her on our fourth anniversary. All receipts and records have my name and signature. Since we were obviously no longer a couple, I decided to take back my car." Richard noticed as Boniface smile changed into a frown, "do you want to see the receipts? I have it here with me."

Boniface frowned. Richard had a very good point and there was nothing much he could do about it. He decided to try again.

"Were you behind the missing two million that Mrs Zainab apparently wrongfully sacked her P.A for?"

"I currently have roughly sixty four million naira and that's only in my Nigerian bank accounts. We can call the bank to prove this. Why on earth would I steal two million naira from my beloved wife when I apparently gave almost the same worth of food stuffs to orphanages round Lagos last year?" Richard replied.

"Five years ago, when you married Zainab, you weren't even worth ten thousand naira. And that was when the two million went missing. And you stole the money from Zainab for reasons I'm not aware of to start your own video company. The only thing you have is your creative mind which you used to shot nice movies and musical videos which star rocketed you to massive fame and wealth, but sadly and obviously, you didn't use your creative mind just to shot videos."

"Objection your honour! False charge, my client is being told what he never did without any proof," Tony yelled from behind.

Judge Oditah turned to Boniface, "until this court finds him guilty, he is to be considered innocent. So unless you want to be held in contempt, you had better have sufficient reasons and proofs to back your claim."

"Fortunately, I have more than enough proof." Boniface replied and walked up to his suit case and brought out a file. "At this point, I'll like to submit evidence number two." He replied and handed over the file to the court admin who then handed it over to the Judge Oditah.

"That file contains records of series of bank transfers from Zainab's account to Richard's. There were twenty bank transfers, made in a time limit of two weeks, and if you add up all the money that was stolen, it would sum up to two million. Nothing more nothing less. And please take note of the dates, it all happened five years ago."

Judge Oditah scanned through the documents and saw Boniface was right. It was a collection of bank statements and all sort of bank documents which proved the money transfer has been made. But Judge Oditah still needed to be more convinced.

Boniface noticed this and explained, "apparently, Mr Richard needed the money badly to start up his video company, he refused to ask Zainab for it, probably because of his ego. So he somehow got hold of her E-banking details and started wiring the money to his account in small bits so that Zainab won't notice. When Zainab started getting alerts, she assumed her P.A who she trusted with her finances was working on some sort of deal on her behalf but after a while of not seeing any report of the missing money, she called her P.A for an explanation ans since her P.A couldn't explain it, she was sacked shamefully. Two months later, Richard bought a building around Oshodi and pimped it up with camera and stuffs like that, presently, he has branches all over Nigeria and the world at large but who wants to guess how much this particular Oshodi branch is still worth?"

"Two million naira!" The whole court echoed in response.

"Exactly! Your honour, I rest my case." Boniface said and walked to his seat, feeling like a winner, at lease he finally had a reason to smile.

Judge Oditah was convinced, but theft of such manner had a bail option which Richard could pay easily, obviously, he sighed.

He turned to Tony, "do you want to cross-examine the witness?"

Tony knew Richard had handled the first two sues well and he also knew the evidence against him for the money theft was beyond any reasonable doubt. "No, your honour," he replied.

"Okay, in that case, you may call your final witness." Judge Oditah replied.

Tony watched as Richard walked out of the the dock and gave him a questioning look, but Richard didn't look at him to reply. He decided to take the risk and call on his witness, hoping he had arrived.

Tony walked up to face the court, "Can Doctor Daniel please walk up to the dock?" He said.

The court went silent. One-third of the audience put two plus two together and guessed the Daniel is the one in the tape, another One-third guessed the same as the first set but wondered what was the point of calling Doctor Daniel now when the case seemed to favour Tony already. The final one-third just wondered who Daniel was and what he had to do with the case, another

Nobody stood up.

Tony gave Richard an inquiring look and Richard gave him a I-don't-know look.

Tony sighed, "Doctor Daniel, are your present in this court room?"

The audience stared at theirselves in confusion, thinking that one of them might soon stand up and walk to the dock.

Judge Oditah looked at his wristwatch, the case was already almost two long hours, he didn't like the idea of it breaking his former two hours record. "Counsellor, if your witness isn't present. I'm afraid that we might have to move to closing statements."

Just when Tony was about to nod in approval and move on, the doors of the court room flew open and two men walked in. Both dressed with proper traditional South African wears, from their dressing they were obviously from the Xhosa tribe. They both looked alike and seemed to be brothers but one was quite taller.

Tony face beamed with joy. "Doctor Daniel?" He asked.

"That would be me." The taller one said.

"Okay, can you please walk up to the dock?"

"With all pleasure."

Doctor Daniel walked up to the doctor and sat down.

"Hello Doctor," Tony said.

"Hello." Doctor Daniel replied indifferently.

Judge Oditah looked at his wristwatch and sighed, "counsellor, why don't you keep the pleasantries for next time and go straight to the point."

"Yes your honour." Tony replied and requested that the Ipod be played again and it was.

"Are you the Dan that's being referred to in the tape we just heard?" Tony asked.

"Yes, I am."

"And what's the name of the person you spoke to?"

"Richard." Doctor Dan replied.

The whole court went wild, the case just got ten times easier. Richard was definitely going to go to prison, or so they thought. It took the continuous banging of gavel by Judge Oditah to restore order in the court room.

When the court room was back to normal, Tony continued with his questioning, "do you know that man over there?" Tony pointed at Richard who sat at the corner of the room.

"Yes, I do."

"Who is he please?"

"That is Mr Richard Anderson, he is my employer."

"Employer of what? If I may ask?"

"I'm a part-time actor. I have a movie acting contract with his company."

"So is the Richard in that tape, Mr Anderson?" Tony asked.

"Yes, he is."

Tony smiled. If the court doesn't mind, I'll like to play a scene from the movie that Mr Richard and Doctor Daniel shot three years ago.

Judge Oditah nodded and gave the approval.

Tony picked up the remote of the DVD player which was dragged into the court room and placed where everyone could see.

The scene was a scene which feature Doctor Daniel, Richard and an actress. In the scene, exactly the same conversation that was made in the Ipod recording was made.

On this discovery, the court went wild again. This time, it took the intervention of some uniformed men to restore order, no one even heard when the gavel was being banged.

When order was restored, Tony spoke. "This movie is one of Mr Anderson unsuccessful movie, it sold less than fifty copies worldwide. And my client isn't the type who hold on to failure, he strives and move forward, now he is one of the best video directors in the world, and just like Tyler Perry, he acts in some of his movies. The tape is a excerpt from this movie and my client isn't a robot who remembers every thing and you don't expect him to remember a scene for a three years old unsuccessful movie. That is why he denied being the one in that tape. Who planted the tape in Zainab's house and the reason behind it is yet to be known, but my client is not guilty of the attempted murder charge, I rest my case." Tony replied and walked to his seat feeling good.

Judge Oditah sighed and turned to Boniface, "would you like to cross-examine the witness?"

Boniface looked at Zainab who was confused as hell, Boniface scratched his head. He knew the evidence was fake and Doctor Daniel had probably been offered more money that he could say no to. But he also knew that nothing he could say or do could reverse that. "Sneaky son of a bitch," he murmured.

"What did you say?" Judge Oditah asked.

Boniface cleared his throat, "I said no your honour," he was glad the Judge didn't hear that.

"Okay then, I don't think closing statements would be necessary since we all know where this case is headed." Judge Oditah replied.

So we are going to take a short five minutes recess, and the verdict would be announced afterwards.

"Court rise!" The bailiff yelled as Judge Oditah retired to his chambers.

* * * * *

They say time flies... Well they might be right because five minutes came and went within the blink of an eye.

The prosecutors and defendants all stood up as judge Oditah passed his verdict.

He started with a boring speech which had to do with marriage counselling and stuffs like that before he finally got down to the verdict. He wore his eye glass and picked on a sheet of paper.

"On the charge of grand theft auto, this court finds Mr Anderson Richard... Not guilty." He started and Richard grinned. "But we have to acknowledge the fact that the way he took the car was wrong and therefore, a fine of three million naira would be paid for any damages he might have caused." Zainab smilled, she knew three million naira would easily get her a new and better car.

"For the charge of attempted murder," Judge Oditah paused and watched as everyone in the court ate up their hearts in suspense. "This court finds Mr Anderson... Not guilty too." From his seat, Richard felt the urge to jump out and start dancing, but he remembered he was an awful dancer so he stayed put and just scream from joy.

"Finally, for the charge of money theft. This court finds Mr Anderson... Guilty!" Richard smile slowly faded, Zainab was indifferent. "The proof shows that everything you have now is as a result of the stolen money, so all your bank accounts, and assets would be frozen right away and you are hereby sentenced to five years imprisonment... With hard labour. You have a hundred million naira bail option which would be paid to Mrs Zainab if chosen." The Judge watched as Zainab stood up and started hugging everyone from Jummy to Boniface to John and even Samuel, while Richard slumped to his seat, he nearly fainted.

"This is my verdict." Judge Oditah said and stood up to leave the court.

An ear deafening "All rise!" Followed.

TO BE CONTINUED.

PS: wow! This is officially my longest update so far in this series. I had to break it into two halfs before I could post it! Chai!. The last time I got the "POST TO LONG" error message was at the grande finile of my complicated love story... (Good old times )

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EPISODE 24B.

Zainab shruged she looked at Boniface who immediately saw something was wrong and he knew the start Zainab gave him meant "do something now!"

"Objection!" Boniface stood up.

Judge Oditah turned and gave Boniface an irritating glare. "What are you objecting to this time?"

"My client is being asked irrelevant questions. This isn't a magistrate court where we are to talk about marital issues." Boniface replied, and was glad the response made sense because he didn't think before he spoke.

"Your honour, I'm aware that this isn't a magistrate court. I know where am heading to and by the time am done, you would see the relevance it has to this case." Tony replied immediately.

Judge Oditah looked at Boniface and the back at Tony. "You may proceed counsellor, I'm curious about where this is going. But hit the nail on the head quickly."

"Yes your honour." Without waiting for any additional statement, Tony turned back to Zainab, "can you answer the question now please? Are you a faithful wife?"

Zainab shrugged, she calculated there was no possible way they must have know about her and E.A, so this definitely had to do with Clement. "I've been faithful to Richard ever since we got married. I decided to explore my options only after I had filled for divorce," Zainab finally replied. Being a smart lady, she definitely choose her words well but Tony wasn't impressed.

"Please, can you just answer yes or no?" Tony asked. "Have you been a faithful wife?"

Zainab sighed, "well, I have!"

"You have?" Tony asked.

"Yes."

"Okay then, so does that mean you don't recall this face?" Tony turned to the door and just like clock work, someone opened it and walked in. All the reporters and audience all turned to the door to see who just walked in. It was Clement.

As Zainab saw him, she felt like blood had rushed into her head and was about to faint. Boniface had a hint of what was going on and wondered why Zainab never told him that part of the story.

"Do you know this man?" Tony eventually asked as the drama subsided.

Zainab was speechless.

"I'll take your silence as a yes. Agreed?"

Zainab still remained mute.

"Okay, since you have suddenly lost your ability to talk, let me do the talking for you and tell this court something that is missing from your statement."

Everybody ear widened, even Judge Oditah smiled, this might turn out to be the most interesting case he has tried but he quickly straightened his face and hoped no one saw him smile.

"Mrs Anderson, you were still married to Mr Anderson when you met this young man over there, in person of Mr Clement. You took him to your matrimonial home and laid with him on your matrimonial bed. As Faith had it, Mr Anderson apparently got home at that same period and caught you and Clement red-handed. As any husband who truly love his wife would react, Richard started a fight with Clement and in the process he mistakenly pushed you and you fell down hard, so you passed out." Tony paused to let what he had just said sink into the audience and Judge head before he continued, "so from this, we can see that my client is actually the victim here. Is it a bad thing to get angry? What ever happened to Zainab was solely her fault but she can't accept that she was unfaithful so she blames it all on my client. And just for the record, Mr Clement knew nothing about her marital status and she didn't bother to inform him neither. I rest my case." Tony concluded and walked back to his seat.

It took the judge ninety seconds before he could talk, he was surprised from what he just heard and judging from Zainab silence, it was true. He turned to Boniface, "would you like to cross-examine the witness?"

Boniface took a deep breath and responded, "yes, your honour."

"Go ahead."

Boniface stood up and walked to the front of Zainab. "When you married Mr Anderson, did you love him?"

"Of course I did."

"Do you still love him even after all this has happened?"

Zainab sighed, she hadn't expected such a question from Boniface and wasn't sure if she was supposed to say yes or no, she decided to risk it. "In as much as I know I'm not meant to. I still have feelings for Richard."

"So if you love him, why then did you have an affair outside your marriage?"

Zainab gave Boniface a what-the-fvck-are-you-doing stare, instead of Boniface to be asking her questions that would help matters he was asking questions that seemed to be worsening her case.

"Can you please answer the question?" Boniface asked, straight faced.

Zainab decided it was best she just played along and say the truth, "I and Richard weren't working any more and Richard was also a cheat. I have caught him red handed more that once cheating in different manners and since I was we were just weeks away from being divorced, I decided to try and move on. I agree that what ever I had with Clement was wrong in all aspect but I Richard broke my heart by cheating several times and I had too much alcohol that evening so I was also drunk." By the time Zainab was done talking, she was already crying.

Boniface smiled. He had gotten exactly what he wanted, he had hoped she would cry. The whole court seemed to have forgotten how Zainab had cheated and now glared at Richard for being such a player.

He dipped his hands into his pocket and brought out a shinning what handkerchief then handed it over to Zainab to dry her eyes, "am so sorry Mrs Anderson."

Tony sat on his seat and couldn't take it any more, "you have got to be kidding me," he murmured, "objection your honour!" He yelled. "This isn't a play and definitely isn't Nollywood, so can we stick to the case?"

"That's exactly what we are doing, this is the case, you brought up the issue of marital infidelity, I just wanted to make sure the court also saw it from Zainab's perspective." Boniface replied, he didn't want to push his luck so he adjusted his tie, "but just for the record, I rest my case." He walked back to his seat.

Judge Oditah sighed, this was definitely the toughest round so far and he really didn't know who to give the point to. He picked up his pen and wrote in his jotter:
ROUND 3.
DEFENDANT: 1
PROSECUTOR: 1.

"Mrs Anderson, you may step out of the dock." Judge Oditah said to Zainab.

Zainab sniffed and slowly walked out of the dock down to her seat. The court was strangely silent as everyone now felt her pain.

The Judge looked at the crowd and announced. "We would go for a ten minutes recess. When we return, the final witnesses would be questioned."

The bailiff stood up and yelled, "All Rise!" As Judge Oditah walked back to his chambers. He need to rest and ponder over the case.

Tony walked to Richard as the whole court room became rowdy. "Were is the witness?" He asked sounding impatient.

"Calm down, he is coming. Trust me." Richard replied.

"How can you tell me to calm down when I'm going to call him after the short recess?"

"I know him to be a living and walking calculating robot, he would be here when you need him. Trust me." Richard replied, sounding confident.

Tony sighed and walked back to his seat frustrated. He needed something strong to win this case.

At the other side of the court, Zainab was still trying to gain her composure after crying.

"Why didn't you tell me anything about this Clement guy?"

"Hey! Don't go judging me. I didn't think it would be relevant to the case and beside, its not something I'm proud of, it was one of my weak moments and I was too drunk... Really drunk." Zainab replied.

Boniface wanted to push it but thought it would be wise to keep his trap shut, so he changed the topic. "Do you know who I filled in as our final witness?"

"No, who?"

"Don't worry, I'll prefer to keep it a secret for now. We are going to win this case, trust me." Boniface replied and winked at Zainab who wasn't entirely impressed.

* * * * *

Eventually, ten minutes came and went. Judge Oditah came and after all due protocols were observed, he went to the bench and sat down, he braced himself for what was going to happen. He somehow felt this round would be a tough one.

"Before we proceed, can I have a word with both counsellors?" Judge Oditah asked as if the could say no, whereas they really didn't have an option.

Boniface and Tony both approached the Judge.

"I want a precise and clean trial. No irrelevant questioning, no biting and pulling of hairs. I've I made myself clear?"

"Yes your honour," the both replied in unison and walked back to their seat.

"Counsellor Boniface, your witness please." The Judge said.

Boniface walked up to the front of the court. "Can Mr Anderson kindly walk up to the dock please?"

Half of the court was surprised exclaimed in surprise. The other half, alongside Judge Oditah smiled and had expected something dramatic like this to happen.

Richard looked at Tony seeking approval and Tony nodded, he had no choice. Richard walked to the dock.

"Mr Anderson, I'm going to be straight forward so kindly answer my questions with a yes or no. Is that fine by you?"

"Yes." Richard replied.

"Good. Do you love Mrs Anderson?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever cheated on her?"

"That depends on what you mean by..." Richard tried to say.

"Yes or no please," Boniface cut in.

Richard sighed. "Yes."

"Have you cheated more than once?"

"Yes."

"More than twice?"

"Yes."

"More than thrice,"

Richard shrugged, he knew Zainab have caught him out with different girls more than a hundred times, even though she had never really caught him sleeping with any of them, but is that relevant? Cheating is cheating, he thought.

"Yes," Richard sighed.

"Ah!!!" The audience exclaimed in surprise.

"So Mr Anderson, have you been a faithful husband?"

"Not entirely." Richard replied and looked down at his feet.

"Yes or no please."

"No."

"Are you the one in that tape which was played earlier?" Boniface asked.

Richard was speechless, he knew what saying yes meant, he decided to take the risk. "No."

"I beg your pardon?" Boniface asked.

"I'm not the one in that tape," he lied.

"But it was cross examined and scanned through our data base." Boniface replied, un-believing.

"Well, your data base lied."

Boniface shrugged, "do you remember you are under oath?"

"Yes."

EPISODE 24B.

Boniface grinned. "That's the problem. I don't know where the Dr. Daniel is at the moment, but I have a feeling he might soon turn up."

Judge Oditah hated Boniface smile, it was one of all those smart arse smiles of proud lawyers who think they know it all, "let's hope you are right." The judge finally replied. "You may continue with you questioning."

Boniface turned back to Jummy, "So Miss Jumoke, do you know about the missing car?"

"Yes, I was at the club with Zainab when it was stolen."

"Before it was stolen, were you aware that Zainab and Richard were having more than just marital problems?"

"Yes, I think Zainab was even considering a divorce before the whole thing got more complicated and she landed in the hospital."

"So correct me if am wrong, I just want to understand the pattern here."

"Okay"

"Zainab and Richard had marital issues, so Zainab decided to divorce Richard, right?"

"Yup, that's right."

"Okay, so after Richard learnt about the divorce, Zainab magically landed in a hospital few days later?"

"Yes, that's correct too."

"And just when she when she started making plans of suing Richard, her car mysteriously disappear?"

"Mysteriously? Nah. That arse hole over there stole it to spite Zainab!" Jummy blurted.

"Objection!" Tony yelled from his seat.

"Objection sustained. Miss Jummy, you are warned." Judge Oditah responded. "You may proceed, barrister."

Boniface nodded, "so miss Jummy, in summary. Zainab attempted to divorce Richard and then all sort of bad things that can't really be explained started happening."

"Yes."

"From your years of knowing the couple, how would you describe Richard in an emotional view?"

"Hmmm, well, let's just say Richard doesn't take defeat lightly and he is a control freak."

Boniface smiled. He was sure his point had been passed and he was sure Judge Oditah had gotten it.

"That's all Miss Jumoke. Thank you for your time."

"You are welcome."

Boniface turned to the judge. "I rest my case."

Judge Oditah nodded in approval and watched Boniface go back to his seat. He turned to Tony, "would you like to question the witness?"

"Yes your honour," Tony replied.

"Go ahead."

Tony sprung up from his seat and ransacked his suitcase in search of something. He beamed of joy as he found it - a single sheet document.

He took it and handed it over to Jummy.

"Miss Jumoke, can you please confirm if that's a copy of your statement?" Tony said.

Jummy quick scanned it, and confirmed that was what she had written earlier, already typed. This people have very fast typist Jummy thought.

"Yes, it is."

"Okay, good, can you please turn over and read the highlighted portion?" Tony replied.

Jummy turned the paper and saw a portion that was typed in a different font.

"...I know Zainab very well as we have been best friends for years and I can vouch that..."

"Thank you Miss Jumoke, you have already read the portion I want the whole court to hear." He walked over an took the document back from Jummy. "So from what you just read, Zainab is your best friend right?"

"Yes, she is."

"As your best friend, you can do anything for her right?"

Without thinking much, Jummy replied, "yes, I can." She smiled at Zainab, who smiled back.

"Good. So there is every possibility that she told you to write all of this and because she is your best friend, you did as you were told?"

"She didn't tell me what to write, I wrote what I know."

"Not that the question I asked you. Is there a possibility she can tell you to write this?"

"The question is irrelevant since I wrote what I know," Jummy replied, already getting pissed.

"Just answer the question! Is there any possibility that Mrs Anderson can tell you to write that?!"

"Miss Jumoke, please answer the question." Judge Oditah added.

Jummy looked at Zainab and the at Boniface, then back at Tony. "Yes, but you have to acknowledge she didn't tell..."

"Thank you miss Jumoke," Tony cut in. He turned to Judge Oditah, "Your honour, I rest my case." Tony walked back to his seat smiling. His intent was simple, he hoped the Judge would think that Zainab had told Jummy to write false things in her statement.

Judge Oditah picked up his pen again. This round was a tough one. The possibility of Richard being a Psycho who can't take defeat easily and the possibility of Jummy statement being a lie.

He thought deeply, but briefly about it and wrote on his jotter:
ROUND 2.
PROSECUTOR: 1
DEFENDANT: 0.

He concluded that Jummy lying in her statement can't affect much in this case but the possibility of Richard hurting Zainab because of she wanted to divorce him was more appealing. The score were now even.

The Judge rose his head and turned to Tony, "Your witness please."

Tony smiled and stood up, "Mrs Zainab Anderson, can you please walk up to the dock?"

"Objection! The victim can't be called as a witness!" Boniface yelled as he sprung up from his seat.

"She is the prosecutor as well as the victim, she is on my witness list and I have every right to call her to the dock," John replied calmly.

"He has a good point," Judge Oditah replied.

"But, your honour..." Boniface tried to say.

"Counselor, this is my court room and if I say she can be interrogated, then she can be interrogated." Judge Oditah cut it, he then turned John, "you may proceed."

Zainab stood up from her seat reluctantly but was some how sure of herself at the same time. She walked to the dock and sat.

"Mrs Anderson, what lead to your admission in the Lagos State Teaching Hospital?"

Zainab sighed, she thought of her responce and choose her words wisely, "am not entierly sure since I can't really recall the entire event, but I know Richard knocked me out."

Tony smiled, "are you aware that adultery is a crime under the Nigerian Law?"

Zainab could sence where he was heading to and didn't like it. "What has that got to do with this case?" She asked.

"A lot actually. Just answer the question and I'll tell you." John replied grinning. He loved that Zainab was feeling uneasy.

"I'm not familiar with that portion of the law," Zainab replied.

"Well, I'll tell you. It is a crime punishable under the Law."

"Good to know," Zainab murmured then avoided eye contact.

"So miss Zainab, have you been entirely faithful to your husband?"

TO BE CONTINUED.

PS: something just came up and I won't be available by 6PM. so I decided to post this now, the concluding part would come later on in the evening. PEACe.