TheBlessedMAN:
EPISODE 34 — Picking Sides (Part I)
I walked in, still thinking of how to untangle myself from this problem that had already wrapped itself around my neck like a turban. The issue wasn’t that I didn’t have a plan — it was that the plan didn’t exactly have me back.
And the moment I saw their faces?
I knew the knot had tightened.
The silence in the sitting room had weight, even though the TV was still making noise like it was trying to cover for them.
And the calls I made earlier while I was on the bike?
They ignored them on purpose. What a very intentional silence.
Then the way all their heads turned when I stepped inside…
too slow, too coordinated.
Almost like they practiced it before I arrived.
That was when the god of thunder whispered to me:
"Don't say na me tell you o, because I don't want one detective sniffing around my compound, but you must know, Kalu has opened his mouth."
I sighed at that because it's the truth.
Tiffany is not the type to miss my call and not call back. If she sees a cockroach in the kitchen, she will call me five times back-to-back like I’m the manager for pest control. But today?. She missed my calls and didn’t call back.
She saw me when I opened the door and for her to keep silent like this?
That is not just a red flag — that is the whole flag parade.
At that point, I knew —
It’s time to come clean.
No more hiding behind curtains that were already torn from top to bottom. They need to hear my own version too.
They need to understand I didn’t have a choice.
The Circle held my balls in their wicked hand the day they kidnapped Jude and threatened his life. Everything I’ve done since then? Was pure survival. Nothing more. Nothing less. And as God will butter my bread , they haven’t asked me to kill anybody yet — just small, questionable missions that pay too well.
I pushed myself further into the living room and caught Tiffany’s eyes. She looked up and smiled — that gentle, soft smile she always gives me when she’s genuinely happy I’m around.
But her eyes…...you see those eyes....
There was something sitting inside them like a quiet tenant — sadness, anger, disappointment… maybe all of the above.
Toyosi stood up and pulled me into a hug. It was warm and firm. The type of hug that says, “I’m here, bro,” without saying a single word. But even her arms felt slightly heavier than usual, like she was hugging me and weighing me at the same time.
Then my eyes landed on the main source of my anxiety for the past few weeks — Detective Kalu.
How do I even begin to describe what I was feeling at that moment I spent staring at him?
Let’s start with the fact that I wasn’t expecting him or Tiffany to be here right now. How did she even get released? This man literally told me this morning that if I didn’t help him bring down The Circle, he would personally drop her inside the prison like a lost property. Yet here he was — sitting in the living room like a patient cobra, calm and dangerous, waiting for the next unfortunate creature to stroll too close.
My mind was already doing all sorts of thinking — when the god of thunder spoke again:
“Son… this is the time to man up. Summon some Yerima versus Wike balls.”
So I inhaled, lifted my chin, and held the man’s gaze from head to mid-waist like I was taking measurements for his coffin.
“So… what are you doing here, Detective?” I asked.
He didn’t answer immediately. He leaned back slowly into the chair like somebody that has already rehearsed the argument in his head and is just waiting for me to misbehave.
“First,” he said, dragging the word like chewing gum, “aren’t you supposed to thank me for releasing your girlfriend and bringing her home safely?”
I looked at him and scoffed.
“Oh sure,” I said. “Should I kneel down and start clapping? Or would you prefer I write a thank-you speech, laminate it, and hang it above your head like a trophy?”
His mouth twitched. He almost smiled.
“Well,” he said finally, “I’m not here to threaten you. Not this time. But you need to talk to your girlfriend.”
I frowned. “Talk to her? About what?”
Before he could answer, Tiffany spoke for the first time since I entered. Her lips curved into a tiny smirk — small and well controlled — but her eyes still held that softness I knew too well.
“Baby,” she said, “are you hungry?”
I blinked. “Uh… yes?”
“Good,” she said, standing up slowly. “Go take a shower and relax. I’ll prepare something for you.”
Before I could ask anything, she walked over to me, kissed me lightly on the lips, then touched my face gently.
“We’ll talk after you eat,” she whispered.
Then she left. Just like that.
Toyosi followed her straight into the kitchen like a bouncer.
And suddenly, it was just me and Kalu alone in the sitting room.
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