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CONTINUATION


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TO AUDREYTIMMS



Friday came, the school bubbled with excitement as the Principal addressed the students. He commended the efforts of the school team and encouraged them to go for gold.


Meanwhile, elsewhere Mr Ola sat at his desk, pen in hand. He called Dupe to join him within the hour by noon. He tapped the desk, deep in thought.

He recollected the drama that ensued during the reconciliation meeting between him and Dupe. He planned a romantic dinner in one of the Capital's five star hotel. They would have the restaurant to themselves, save the waiter attending to them. He called the manager to postpone arrangements till further notice. Then he called his son's line.


"Hi dad! How is everyone?" Bolu asked as he was obviously heading for a corner to take the call.

"Bolu we are fine, hope you are too, and studies?"

"Sure dad. Louis called me wednesday night and cut......"


"Hmmm, yes! Its unfortunate that Sam's dad attempted suicide, but thank goodness the police were at his doorsteps before he could go beyond. He's recuperating now."

"That's blunt. I wonder what gain these heartless beings would have"


"Hmmm"

"I've got to go, I'l get in touch by evening time. Courtney sends his regards."

"Oh, your Londoner friend, Nice! Alright. Read well and less of basketball. Bye."

Mr Ola exhaled. There was nothing equal to family, having loved ones! He dropped his set and stood up to attend to business.

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Louis was called to be quizzed by his seniors. They sat down like a 'panel of judges' and threw questions, however comical at him. He understood their game and he played along. They never disappointed when it concerned creating gimmicks. It was part of the free-life they enjoyed. The Head Prefect, obviously bored by reading, joined and soon 'spectators' grew before the 'interview' was called off.

Louis gained at least, they cheered him up that day and he got more when he arrived home to see canopies in the compound. The wedding proceedings of Mr Mohammed was just about to begin. The excitement and the language, the greetings, smile and most especially the warmth around them all came to Louis' view. He sighted Zakari laughing away as he usually did in company of friends.

A soft voice whisper in his head

"Forget your sorrow!"

He turned round to see who just whispered but none. Zakari's laughter attracted him again and he hurried in immediately.


"Welcome Omo daadaa!" Aunty Bose said with a smile. "how is school today?"

"it was fine. Ahh!" he fell on the cushion, the same spot he fell into on wednesday and the day after.

"No no, Louis, go inside and take your bath at least. Dont develop a habit!"

Louis stood up reluctantly and headed in for a sweet sleep.


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Mr Ibe sat at his verandah,a stool with a cup and a bottle of beer besides him. He sipped repeatedly from the cup and rocked the chair he sat in. Tonight was different and he mused at the size of his empire- the proceeds from all of his illegal dealings in the past two years.


His early resolve to involve some high-ranking officers in his dealings had paid off, as every move by his victims to bring him to book have fizzled out within a week, a month at most. He laughed to himself at the thought of Mr Ojemba's suicidal attempt.


"A F0ol, a woman in the costume of a man!" he said out loud as the cool breeze brushed his pot belly.


Five million was'nt all he wanted. He wished to covet the secret investments of Mr Ojemba and using his son was a mere shadow. He thought of the info Mr Odion have passed across to him before the abduction. He was equipped to take it for a month if he so wished.


He dropped the cigarette stick in the ashtray and placed his legs on the stool, upsetting the glass which fell and broke. He called after his househelp who ran to clean up the mess.


He would love to see the family break in pieces just as the glass did. Hundred Millions of naira was no small cash. He wondered how Mr Ojemba arrived at that figure so silently.


Song: Drake- Worst Behaviour

PrettySpicey:
dave, longest time


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( runs and jumps on help in ectasy) wow!


(rewinds the scene) ok


(walks in like a cool guy, a gentleman's hug and peck follows with smiles) how about that?

wow its more than 'longest time' you were and still are, highly missed. Howz everything going?

iceberylin:
I think

hehe. Dey think dey go i go soon carry everything cuomot!