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so.. That was your last......

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A few hours after arriving from church, Mr Ezey sat at the verandah with his Sunday newspaper. He sighted one of his respected tenants, Mr Kazeem and greeted him. Mr Kazeem requested he would like to see him. He wondered what was up. He came down and Mr Kazeen began with a big smile on his face...


"Oga Landlord, i am happy. I would be getting married to my heartthrob, Aishatu in a few weeks...."

"Wow, thats great news mr Kazeem, congrats! You must be needing kids around you i guess?"


"Sir, its a pleasure. And il like to request if i can use this space here to entertain wellwishers and family. He pointed at the space in the middle of the compound.

"Oh, when will it take place? You said in a few weeks?"


"Yes Oga, the upper friday and saturday. Them go plenty. Il travel after that."

"Okay, i consent, being that you're a respected fellow. And you can begin preparations. Just keep in mind to leave it absolutely clean and inform your co-tenants as well." Mr Ola instructed and smiled. Mr Kazeem prostrated in a rare way which bewildened his Landlord. Louis looked on after getting aware of the discussion. Bolu came down to greet Mr Kazeem and soon the compound was aware, all congratulating the businessman. Zakari laughed till night. It was very obvious why he did so. His pals were around to congratulate Mr Kazeem.


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Sam woke up and sat still. He was yet to lost touch of time. The door swung open and Dele ordered he followed him carefully or he would be dealt with. The frightened boy followed and was led to where he took his bath and eased himself. He scanned around and looked at the Sun's position. He sat still and thought of home. Dele came to see him asleep of the stool. He shouted and ordered him to get dressed. Sam believed their boss might be coming. So he asked them a few annoying questions. They were bored guys and he wasnt helping either.

"Shut the hell up!" Dele shouted.

"Hey Dele, no dey shout like that, Oga go show face soon, get sense abeg." Gozie retorted.

"You guys dont want to hurt me i guess. I might just ruin this for you." Sam replied and was about hitting his head on the wall when Fredo dived and stopped him from achieving his aim. He was beaten and thrown into the windowless room again. He smiled as he touched the floor. They were amateurs. They didnt want him to get hurt.it might have been part of their devilish deal with whoever ordered his captivity.

"No food for you boy, you hear!" A voice behind the door shouted at him. He was getting a little at ease as he discovered they tried their possible best to make him scared the first morning in Captivity.

About an hour later, he heard a voice, perhaps their boss had arrived. He was summoned a few minutes later.


"Hmm, young man, i see youre doing quite well. I hope you know who i am? I guess not. You've been treated quite unusual as a kidnap victim. I rather say its trade by barter. All these 'treatments' would change if by Monday, your dad refused to agree to give me whats mine!" Oga 'I' looked and dropped his thoughts on sighting Sam. His three stooges, errand boys recoined his alias to 'Oga Hai'.



They stood behind him and Gozie held onto Sam to stand upright.


"Boys i hope you've kept yourself stealthmode-like?" he asked.


"Oga speak wetin we go hear now!" Fredo complained rudely.

"Fool! Erm dont bother, inasmuch as..... Make u no let anybody sabi you dey do anything wey suspi for hear, una hear me boys?" Oga Hai switched to pidgin and sternly warned them before placing an envelope on the table. Gozie rushed to grabbed it, but was stopped by Oga Hai. They looked each other in the eye, before he let go.

"Lock him back." Gozie resumed his 'leadership' role and Fredo and Dele duly obeyed like 'loyal soldiers' they were.


"I'l settle the other part if by the end of this deal you are free from prying eyes. My man caught you.." He pointed at Dele. "eating at a canteen a few metres from the junction. Or you want to deny that?" Oga Hai asked sarcastically.


Dele kept mute. No answer. He wondered how he was busted while trying to satisfy his nerve with a few bottle of beer.

"Good! Your silence agrees with my observation. We may have to move soon if you continue to go out like that" he looked at the walls of the uncompleted building that housed his raw deal and beckoned for Ugo, his man to join the three guys. Gozie grinned angrily as he looked at the new, hefty fellow. He was to watch their movements and ascertain they followed orders promptly. He hissed after Oga Hai left. Four men over a small boy! Gozie was beginning to hate the deal in itself.


Song: Adele- Rolling in the deep

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The service ended in a high, and worshippers trooped around, exchanging pleasantries and greetings. A few stayed back for appointments with church officials. Mr Ezey was among them. He wished to re-introduce his family to the Pastor, this time a complete family. His prayers were helpful since he became aware of their situation.


"Happy Sunday Pas Zach!!" they shook hands after they were ushered into his Office that served as his Study as well. He beckoned them to be seated and looked at them both.

"Halleluyah!, i can see you've been blessed today."

"Of course, Pastor. This is my, my wife and the mother of my kids....." he smiled and glanced at her. She returned the smile and courtsied to the Pastor.


"Oh, oh,oh..... My Goodness!! Mrs Olaniyan! This is you?" he adjusted his collar and stood up. He only did adjust his collar whenever he was extremely surprised. One wondered what he'd adjust if he didnt wear a collar.


"Yes sir, I've heard alot about you sir... Im glad for the role youre playing...."


"My oh my! The Lord is good!! How have you been all this while. The devil is, and was a liar!" he sat down again and dabbed his eyebrows with a kerchief.


"And she is happy to see you too Past" Mr Ezey interjected.



"I see... Well..." and he discussed with them both for about half an hour, exhorting them to bond the family under the commandments of God and as benefits the welfare of the kids. They nodded and replied happily. Then he rounded up with fervent prayer that he was known for, the couples on their knees.


"Thank you Pastor, im absolutely grateful sir" Mrs Ola stood up.


"Thank God, at least the Devil isnt winning here."

They bid him farewell and took their leave.

"He seems a nice man! And the fervency you told me about too" Dupe recalled.

"Sure, he makes adequate preparation for everyone in this congregation, very effective i would say" He replied his wife.


They went towards the car and met Louis and Helen waiting quite impatiently. Bolu and Aunty Bose had gone ahead. The Family drove home feeling different. Dupe felt relieved after the service. Her face portrayed it. They got home and rested.



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Mr Ojemba woke from the uncomfortable position he found himself in when he was lost in thought over his son's disappearance. He came home reluctantly, not because he wished to, or because of his wife's wailings. But he just felt weak all over. His head spinned and he felt like passing out. Luckily, he found no time for the bottle. He stood up like a frightened cat and met his wife and daughter prepared for Church. His mind was elsewhere- wherever his son could be. He picked his mobile set and scanned through for any incoming message. Only some unnecessary text messages. He dropped it and thought of going along with his family to church. He hadnt been going for almost half a year. Blame business, or the business owner!

The thought of Mr Ibe troubled him constant everytime he remembered the name. His mind flashed the smile that man gave when they first met for business. Such a fellow! Mr Ojemba was worried. He was capable of offsetting the cash, but that would be to easy. He wasnt inclined to think that way, or act likewise. He washed and soon, was on his way to Church, when a call came in.. 'Mr Ibe', he thought....



"Who is this?"

"Erm Mr Ojemba, this is Reverend Father Paul, im here with your wife and daughter Amaka... And erm....."

"Hello, hello, its not clear... Il be..." He cut the call, and ignited his car engine. The Reverend sounded as though he shivered when he spoke, that crept him out. He sped towards his Church. He would meet the Reverend there.



Song: Kirk Franklin- Smile

noble4d: Oga daveP notin do u

(salutes)

JigsawKillah: u understand the PL game?

nt really, but i understand how d person qualifies.....