-Chapter One I-



No one ever appreciated the extent of luxury Femi Peter, the short fat greedy and nasty politician turned commissioner of works did put into his office.


Maybe because every discussion any potential business partner or firm ever came upon whilst seated in what could best be described as a presidential suite always had the talks of the fancy gadgets and techs invested in the office.


But not Adeyemi Phils, Aged 36, A self made millionaire and business mogul and general overseer of Shemach Construction Firm, One of Nigeria's and Africa's finest and best construction firm.


That cold Monday morning when Adeyemi Phils walked into the office, it was business, the same business that had kept him awake for the last three days quite odd for Shemach construction firm never had to worry about issues like the one that had Phils running to the commissioner's office.


"If its about the Osuka Bridge Project, forget it Dear boy, am sorry the federal government wants to try...."

"Don't sell me that shit commissioner, talk about the biggest construction contract worth 1.5 billion and you want to take your biggest partners off the table?"

Phils was never the patient type perhaps Bishop was quite suitable for such talks but this needed the easily volatile, aggressive and calculative genius who stole the manamah sea port construction right under the nose of Oxtema Construction Firm even whilst the contract was already sealed.


So when he countered the commissioner throwing the bottle of Baron-Derly 1789 over the table; an expensive favorite of his so called business partner, he did it in the manner that he had never done, without regards.


"We have been friends commissioner, business partners for five years, of course this should be our contract, the contract of all contracts if I may add, you owe us!"

Phils added with stern eyes that could see the greed in the commissioner.


"Its yours if you want it as always but dear boy, next year is election, a new set of dumb old men have already been selected for each and every f**king post in the system, if I am lucky I get my retirement package and that's it, nobody cares...."


"Spare me the monologue commissioner, how much do you want, we have always made payment upfront, say it and let's get this contact under wraps I have to start making contacts with my teams"

Again Phils went on the offensive giving no room to the commissioner as he prepared for a hard bargain, this and many more he learned from the greatest business man he thought ever lived; his father.


"Hah bishop would have gone for the smooth talks...no wonder he is nor here,"
The commissioner paused and grinned.
"450 is my take on this one, its my one opportunity as things are at the moment, my proper retirement package"


"That's not going to happen commissioner, project of such magnitude needs us to put a lot of..."

What was the opportunity discussing logistics and figures with a dull brain whose only care in the world was the fee he could take away.

"200 is my offer, no one would offer you more than that commissioner,"

There was a sudden pause between the two, even the air seemed hot as they passed glances at one another.


"I am sorry 200 won't work anything, I mean that contract is worth a lot of money 1.5 billion naira not to talk about the addons here and there, if you look at it 450 is not a lot,"


"Listen commissioner, even a single penny less from every contract sealed is a worker getting under paid, a material without quality, a sub standard equipment, do you have any idea why my construction firm...."


"Your construction firm?"

The commissioner retorted.

There was a brief hesitation but of course it was natural, true that Shemach construction firm have made more deals with the commissioner than any other construction company but seating right where he sat at that moment wasn't always the Case, that spot belonged to his wife, the heiress of Shemach construction firm, his boss.


"What does it matter commissioner? That's my affair, I am going to add in 50 for the nice retirement story you tried to sell me, 250 is more than a generous take, its a bonanza fee, take it or I can help you get Oxtema and the little Boys or...."

There he saw it all in the old, fat fool's face.


"You have already sold this out to them and none of them is hitting , are they?"

"I will take the 250..."

"Oh no commissioner, my offer has changed, 150..."

"You can't do that Phils, that's not...."


"We had an agreement, a deal made in. Heaven, we and only we got the juicy offers but you broke it and now I am taking a chunk of our price, 150 or look for someone else if you will ever find someone else , no maybe the Indians...."


"No Indians, never, no Indians, I am sorry, my age must be telling on me these days, 200 seems like a rational rate, let's hold it there,"


"I will have to think about it and first Cordelia must hear about this,"

"Oh no you don't have to involve your wife in this, we can sort it out, in fact I will hand you over the documents right here and now once we can conclude something...."


"Then it is settled, 150 million it is, expect a transfer within the next few minutes,"


Every other discussion could have been a smoke screen for the victory over the commissioner's greed.


Chapter 1 II - 08/12/21-

Chapter ONE II



"What did I tell you man, that ass goat is nothing but a bloody thief like the lots of them"

"And you decided to f**k him up terribly, he won't be happy with you, you know he can decide to make things harder for us with his successors"


"Rubbish! He will do no such thing bishop, go get the bottles, we should celebrate this, 1.5 billion and the popularity this draws to us would skyrocket this firm to the heavens,"

Phils blew hot with smiles, it had been an hour more before he reached his office with the good news, bishop had tried to call whilst he was still on his way but like his father said "sweet food must not be rushed" so he hadn't picked now he could see the expression of wild happiness on his life long friend and second in chain of command at shemach constructions.


"Oh no, we aren't doing that in here, come on we are not that old to celebrate with a stale bottle of expensive wine sitting in the fridge are we?"


There was that wild grin mixed with some suspicion that made phils heart to thumb harder, Bishop was always the crazy one, good looking, proper Yoruba demon who knew how well and good to have fun even while they were in secondary school.

Tough, intelligent, crazy, handsome, tall, bulky, scary when he needed to be and brutal as a business partner of his whose influence had gotten him his job and his wife many years ago.


"What do you have in mind!?"


"Well we have been working and scheming and its all come together, I think we should celebrate my way, tonight at 9, I will send you an address, dress casual and don't for get to hold some papers"

Bishop winked with a sly expression hanging on his face, this was enough to give phils and erection, he had heard of the secret crazy parties bishop held every now and then but hadn't had the mind to ask for an invite, certainly Cordelia would know of it and he would be kissing all he had worked for goodbye labelled in a bag filled with lawsuits, enough to make a day old baby turn a septuagenarian.


"Don't worry about C.O I know, I had my p.a disburse a fake dinner meeting invite for our partners tonight, its tight sealed for a fake invite even God would think its real, you have no idea how thrilled I am and I know how bad you need a way out on my niece, she is one hell of a woman, so tonight, you are going to have your wildest dreams come to life and that is how we celebrate, what do you say, you are in or out?"


"Hell yeah, I am f**king in, thanks man, your niece...she is...."


"A bi*tch and a fucking narcissist who wants her fingers deep into everything and everyone that surrounds her, she is an egomaniac and deserves everything that has happened to her, I know you know that I know, there is nothing else to talk about it you know sometimes I wonder how you put up with her, I would have..."

Bishop paused and starred at phils face who said nothing perhaps he was way out of his depths.

"F**k my niece, tonight its all about you and I, look at how much we have accomplished without that dumb b*tch bossing us around, so just keep to time If not you might lose out on some juicy sh*t going down tonight"


That was Bishop exit speech, he fluttered out of his chair and walked out, humming a song to himself as phils looked ahead.


No one had ever said it better than bishop about how he truly felt.

"I would have killed her myself if I had the chance" he murmured to himself.

It was people like Cordelia that made him hate his life.

He never made wrong choices until he accepted her marriage proposal but what was he to do, his construction company was about to be wiped out under allegations of fraud and corruption, she had worked it out for him but like the offer of the devil, it came with the price of his life and all he had worked for.


That bastard was the devil with a varginal who played God with his life and his fortunes, a damn deceptive woman who made a laughing and miserable man out of him, yes she did deserve to be crippled for life but she wouldn't let him be even at that.


The thought of going home every day sickened him, the thought of eating her food was his misery, lying on her bed was his nightmare.

Outside he was the boss, successful, influential and a bad ass business man but within those walls of Cordelia he was nothing but a pawn, a pauper, a fool and a coward.

Tonight, he could feel free once more just for a little time and that for now was a lot not to indulge in.

Chapter ONE III


The drive through town was a little bit smoother than he had expected but the address was such a dilemma to navigate such that he had had to call bishop a few more times and asked around to find the place.

Bishop by birth should have been a explorer, a rich kid with the heart and brain of the street hustler, a damn sweet talker who had slept with almost anything and everything in skirt within his department and outside it, this was his own lifestyle years ago before Cordelia clipped his wings.


Lips thrill Hotel and Resort stood at somewhere no one would think of purchasing a land yet it was in it's prime, neon lights and fancy decorative ornaments scattered around its exterior provided the feel of a secret get away for the rich and truly it was.


Neatly arranged and ready to be delivered was a white suit and a mask handed over to him by a waiter who said nothing but rather gave him a well timed mannered bow, two key cards and the dress.

He was led to the interior and an stair case that looked the genius plan of a psycho, intricate and definitely expensive; expensive enough he did thought of having such in one of the new branches soon after he had ascended the staircase.


A big red carpet laid between two rows of electronic doors only accessible by keycards, his key cards numbered 1 and 5 gave him the idea of what he had to do next.


He got into the first door and realized it was a big dressing room filled where he changed into the dress bishop had ready for him and t then he left for room 5.


This was definitely one of those parties, he had heard about filled with all the things he only guts to dream of, he felt blood ran down his pants as he let his card slid down the electronic machine which gave a green light for the door to slid open.


It had been 4 years noe since he walked into a place where no one paid him any attention.

Of course it was because of his mask but everyone was wearing a mask even the fully nude hot ladies had some sort of facial covering on.

This was one of those parties he grinned to himself, a sex party.


Surely, this was a big mistake he thought to himself, if someone recognized him here he would be done for but no one gave him the slightest gaze.

"In here, no one knows who you are except me of course, take a girl or two or three , you can have your fun here or take them into one of the inner rooms, enjoy yourself tonight phils, Cordelia can go rot tonight in her loneliness"

Bishop's voice came from behind him, he turned around and found a bishop hiding behind a monkey mask unlike he , who wore a rabbit mask.

Bishop didnt give him any chance to object, a soft whistle was all he needed to make before six young beautiful girls walked up to them.


"They are very young, i have seen the cache of your browsers and how much you enjoy the
acts of the younger ones, don't worry this is our secret, we all know the younger they are the better, trust me you won't forget tonight so easily, take your pick and go have fun"

Bishop said before disappearing, he did cursed himself for such taboo he had found quite fascinating online but there they were , 16,17 definitely 16 he nodded to himself seeing how young they were.


He made a finger gesture and took three with him, truly, Cordelia could go f**k herself tonight, bishop certainly knew how to celebrate he smiled happily to himself as he disappeared with the three young ladies.






He envied him every now and then when Bishop talked about his dealings

Chapter ONE III


The drive through town was a little bit smoother than he had expected but the address was such a dilemma to navigate such that he had had to call bishop a few more times and asked around to find the place.

Bishop by birth should have been a explorer, a rich kid with the heart and brain of the street hustler, a damn sweet talker who had slept with almost anything and everything in skirt within his department and outside it, this was his own lifestyle years ago before Cordelia clipped his wings.


Lips thrill Hotel and Resort stood at somewhere no one would think of purchasing a land yet it was in it's prime, neon lights and fancy decorative ornaments scattered around its exterior provided the feel of a secret get away for the rich and truly it was.


Neatly arranged and ready to be delivered was a white suit and a mask handed over to him by a waiter who said nothing but rather gave him a well timed mannered bow, two key cards and the dress.

He was led to the interior and an stair case that looked the genius plan of a psycho, intricate and definitely expensive; expensive enough he did thought of having such in one of the new branches soon after he had ascended the staircase.


A big red carpet laid between two rows of electronic doors only accessible by keycards, his key cards numbered 1 and 5 gave him the idea of what he had to do next.


He got into the first door and realized it was a big dressing room filled where he changed into the dress bishop had ready for him and t then he left for room 5.


This was definitely one of those parties, he had heard about filled with all the things he only guts to dream of, he felt blood ran down his pants as he let his card slid down the electronic machine which gave a green light for the door to slid open.


It had been 4 years noe since he walked into a place where no one paid him any attention.

Of course it was because of his mask but everyone was wearing a mask even the fully nude hot ladies had some sort of facial covering on.

This was one of those parties he grinned to himself, a sex party.


Surely, this was a big mistake he thought to himself, if someone recognized him here he would be done for but no one gave him the slightest gaze.

"In here, no one knows who you are except me of course, take a girl or two or three , you can have your fun here or take them into one of the inner rooms, enjoy yourself tonight phils, Cordelia can go rot tonight in her loneliness"

Bishop's voice came from behind him, he turned around and found a bishop hiding behind a monkey mask unlike he , who wore a rabbit mask.

Bishop didnt give him any chance to object, a soft whistle was all he needed to make before six young beautiful girls walked up to them.


"They are very young, i have seen the cache of your browsers and how much you enjoy the
acts of the younger ones, don't worry this is our secret, we all know the younger they are the better, trust me you won't forget tonight so easily, take your pick and go have fun"

Bishop said before disappearing, he did cursed himself for such taboo he had found quite fascinating online but there they were , 16,17 definitely 16 he nodded to himself seeing how young they were.


He made a finger gesture and took three with him, truly, Cordelia could go f**k herself tonight, bishop certainly knew how to celebrate he smiled happily to himself as he disappeared with the three young ladies.

Meh the story is taking shape gradually but don't think you know what's coming phils way for now.

WriterX:
Meh the story is taking shape gradually but don't think you know what's coming phils way for now.

Betrayal of the highest order that will even make Cordelia look like a saint

ashatoda:

Betrayal of the highest order that will even make Cordelia look like a saint

Hahaha but the thing is Cordelia can never be a saint, she is about to go Crazy .

Chapter ONE IV



"what the hell are you still doing sleeping man! , wake up and get going, she called your phone for God sake!"

Bishop was obviously upset and frantic as he threw phils clothes at him.

Drained and washed up was Phils whose attempt to stand up or even get a hold of himself was futile, three and a half hours had since passed he took his visitors away from the crowd for his private pleasure.


"Man, get your shit together, Cordelia called you damn it, I had to lie you went to the rest room but I swear on my left ball she thinks something is wrong"

The words snuffed his confusion right out of his body.


"What, what do you mean something is wrong..."

He paused and realized he was almost stack naked apart from the boxers he managed to out on when the girls took their leave - wait, how long was he out?


"Three hours man, the meeting was set for 2 hours , that's one hour more you have to explain how or what the hell was happening"

Bishop sat by his bedside going through his watch asher it would tell him what to do but he was indeed thinking of a way out.


"Oh no, oh no"

"Don't panic, its the contract, you had to take some extra time to persuade the guys, she doesn't trust you nor herself but I bet she would trust you were out due to business"


" you clearly don't know your niece, she is a paranoid bit*h, she is going to know , oh my God, this was stupid of me, I should never have done this, I should never have..."


" shut the f**k up man and grow some balls,it's just a missed call, I called her back and..."


" Cordelia is going to find out, we are screwed!"

"We are not screwed, damn it, what the f**k did she do to you man? Listen this is what you are going to tell her, you had to deal with some inflations on the numbers presented to you, you needed the chief accountant present to help sort this out but he wasn't around, so you had to take joy my p.a who also does finance for my department, don't worry I will work on her, its nothing and remember if you screw up you screw us both, Cordelia thinks I am a waste , a by product who should never had been given a role in the family business, she won't hesitate to kick me out, for the both of ourselves, get your shit right and act like a God damn man, she isn't interested in your words, she is interested in how you say it"


Phils said nothing, merely a nod like the coward without a spine, easier said than done.

Cordelia would sniff treachery from a kilometer away, it was better todirty admit outrightly but damn it, he had more to lose if he ever did that.

'Get it together philson, you can do this' he encouraged himself.

"There was a girl, fair with dyed purple braids, who is she?"

He asked as bishop stood to leave.


"It doesn't matter now that's the idea of the masks, no one cares about identities, besides everyone left like some thirty minutes ago"


He remembered her still, she was the loveliest and prettiest thing his hands had ever laid hold on.
Even now while he was afraid of the consequences , there was something else deep down in his heart, something ignited by the young girl's touch on his body, her warm kisses, her caress and the feel of her warm milk in his mouth when he wrapped his lips around her hard nipples.

He could fantasize about all the dirty things she let him do to her and even more how much she seemed to genuinely love each moment - who was she he wondered as he hurriedly got into his dress.


"Don't f**k us up, I don't plan to retire an old man in this company, Cordelia has no retirement plan for me nor my family, this contract is just about right to help me settle some debts I owe her..."

Bishop voice became mild.


"You owe her? What are you talking about?"


"its family business, you have your graves to dig, I have mine to dig as well, just don't screw us up, stick to my story and you can fantasize about the young chick of yours all night"


Bishop took his leave momentarily as did phils, once the big gates rolled open with a little creak like it always did which reminded him of a some terrible sea monster opening its mouth to devour him except the real monster was inside this abyss.

Talia was standing by the door side, that life size creepy robot for a p.a was as terrifying as her boss.

Talia was Cordelia's live in personal assistant, nurse, therapist, friend, business partner and house maid if you will except she never did anything around except run whatever errands Cordelia wished her to do.

She was mystery herself, one day he came home and found her there, Starring at him.


She never said anything except she was asked to and never showed any expression except a stern creepy look he hated.

Cordelia had especially warned him to never talk out of turn to her or order her around, she was hers alone and no one else's.

"Good evening sir, madam wants you, she is in her studies" She said and dully strolled away.


He could hear his heart thump with every step he took, sweat rolled down his face as he followed her inside.

Chapter ONE V




She sat there , a bottle of champagne by her side and a book titled "HOW TO DEAL WITH BETRAYALS"

could she be more demonic he wondered nervously as he met her gaze.

Beautiful, seductive with her long dark natural hair which she was said had never been fixed ; a fact she was always proud to speak of.

She was a black beauty with a perfect hour glass shaped body that used to send his blood pumping downwards.

"Talia, excuse us" her voice was steel cold and without any expression.

He had seen this look so many times within the company and at home, it was the 'There is a problem look'

'Where were you after the hours of 10 and why are you coming at 1:09 am? Explain yourself "

"Well uh, you see baby..."

"Go on, am listening"

"Well you see, you know the contract, well we had more than we bargained for, there were figures we needed to get right and we need the chief accountant..."

" since when did the firm start working on figures rather than the actual plans for the contract and why on earth was bishop given power to run this set up, he has no right to set up meetings, his department is welfare and security need I remind you or are you getting too dull to know that?"

"No it's just that ,well I am sorry..."

" save that sorry for someone you think cares about it, now why were you really late?"

Her hardened eyes went on the offensive like a lion smelling its prey , ready to devour it.

'Calm yourself and grow some balls' he pinched himself hard.

"That's the truth, joy had to step in for us since it was getting late,"

"Joy, who the hell is joy?" She flared up.

"That's bishop's p.a, she does finances as well and as readily available to help us work what we needed"

"And this joy was there with you two and everyone else hmmm okay...Talia!"

Talia appeared again as if she had been expecting her call but this time she had a pen and a paper which she handed over to phils.


"Name of location for this meeting, those involved as well, I want names, let me have it, philson"

Cordelia asked sternly.

Wahala be like detective Cordelia

Chapter ONE VI




"What is this, where is this coming from?"

"Are you talking to me?"


Even he managed to question himself about where the hell he was getting the boldness to go on the offensive on Cordelia, Talia feigned to cleared her throat and walked out.

"All I have ever done was do whatever you wanted me to do, fine, you want to know what I was doing, yeah, I was drinking, its been ages since I had a bottle so I decided to go out and have a drink, I happened to meet bishop there, that's it, he had nothing to do with this, I have been working my ass non stop for the last three days, barely slept or ate which you are aware of so I can land this contract and I did, certainly I deserve..."

"Get out and let this be the last time you go against my order, I specifically forbid you to drink in the public and you are not going to go against that ever again"

Cordelia's words snuffed his few seconds of braveness out again but he felt relieved now, a few seconds ago he could have kissed his life's work goodbye.

"One more thing, what bar did you goto?"

"Oh its Rennes Bar, around park 25, mosun street"

"You can go"

Phils took a breather once he was out of the room, Raymond owned Rennes bar; his friend who would cover for him as he used to do back then before Cordelia decided he was not to have any drinks outside, but somehow it was response that sweetened the whole experience.


He turned around and caught Talia starring at him and almost scarred the shit out of him, there was no need talking to her, he met her gaze and then walked away aware Talia was still watching him even when he had climbed the stairs, he could tell Talia was still watching him somehow.

Nights were always long and dreary but tonight was different for a Long time he hadn't had a proper night but the purple braid teenager had given the night some spark, who really was she, would he see her again, surely bishop could find her somehow, yes he had to, he needed to see her again, he wanted her once more and maybe a little bit more.


CHAPTER TWO I-V 10/12/21

oyah where do we start?

CHPATER TWO I



Bishop dashed through phils office, red fiery eyes that spooked Phil out of his thoughts.

"What the bloody hell did you tell Cordelia yesterday?"

Now he remembered, he hadn't spoken to bishop about how well he dealt with the issue but was it really all well, he wondered.


"Bishop calm down, I took care of it, she won't bother us..."

"You mean she won't bother you right? I have been suspended for lying to cover your ass, damn it!"

Slammed his fist to the glass table angrily as phils watched.

"Am sorry, I didn't know..."

"Yeah you didn't know, I and joy are off the job for two weeks, no pay no nothing all thanks to you..."

It wasn't really phils fault, was it? Cordelia was eventually going to get a scape goat to show her total control of everything that happened in the company, at least the big contract was safe and secured and in the next two weeks he was sure to be back, two weeks really wasn't so bad, he himself had been craving for a day off and now he had two weeks.

"Listen forget about it, you did well, I will take care of joy just make sure you can handle everything here and ..."

He paused and stretched a piece of paper out of his pockets out to the glass desk.

"Her name is Sharon, she is a secondary school drop out who works part time striper and part time fuel attendant and she is 21, can you believe that by the way, that's her number, whatever you intend to do please don't get me involved, its your funeral not mine"

Bishop walked out, there was no hesitation, no hold back as he grabbed the piece of paper, last night had given him sweet beautiful dreams all because of her, her thoughts had given her peace so he needn't wait.

"Thanks, thank you very much, just let me know anything I can do to help,"

"Haha, maybe when you decide to do something about Cordelia and this damn firm, you can really be of help to me"

Bishop laughed hard yet his eyes raised suspicion about his seriousness.

There were never any words that described the bloody feud between bishop and Cordelia but obviously bishop's father decision to hand over shemach construction firm and every other family business to his brother's daughter was nothing but an icing on top of the bitter cake.

They had grew up together after Cordelia's parents and her younger brother died in an auto crash.

At just four and same age with bishop, Cordelia had proven to be special and quite the prodigy capable of doing so much academically and mentally, proven quite the best numerous times when they were both compared.

Bishop the black sheep of the family , despised and hated by his father and Cordelia the sweet, beautiful prodigy destined for greatness.

Bishop had become a shadow even before the age of 13 especially when his mother passed away due to cancer.

He was sent to study medicine and Cordelia , the pride of his father had been guided to take up the family business.

But bishop hadn't studied medicine, he had taken up civil engineering but got deported after engaging in a violent gang clash which was swept under the carpet thanks to his father's influence.

Bishop was unceremoniously welcomed and remanded at the back of the family business and not only until his father's death and his will read did he get a chance to work.

"He is only to work under Cordelia or whoever Cordelia sees fit to run the company and at where she chooses..."


Among other terrible things, his own father had carefully put in his will.

Bishop had gotten nothing out of his father not even a dim as read out by his father's lawyer.

Seven years away from that, both have been nothing but kerosene and water.


'Hello?'

"Hello, who is this?"

'You called me so who am I speaking with?'

"Eh, my name is Phil...no am sorry, my name is femi..."

'Femi who?"

"Femi Johnson, are you Sharon?"

There was a slight pause.

'Yeah so what can I do for you?'

"Can we meet, somewhere, if you are not to busy today, maybe at 3 0'clock, I would really want to talk with you"

'Where did you or rather who gave my number out to you, I don't know any femi Johnson'

"Listen, we met at...well"

How was he to say it, bishop had warned not to get him involved somehow if he ever came clean he would be doing that.

"I collected your number from a friend at your work place"

Again there was a silence and then she responded.

'Okay, where do you want us to meet?'

"High Stakes Club, its somewhere around..."

' I know where it is, okay am working at the moment, we will talk better when we see ,is that right?'

"Yes, yes we will"

The receiver hung up and meh was he feeling on top of the world, it was her alright, her voice was reminiscent of her soft sensual moan, it was her and he was going to see her for real.


The phone rang and instinctively he picked it up, was she calling him, he thought.


"Phil please tell me you have the contract papers with you?"


"What contract, bishop what are you talking about?"


"we have a big problem, the commissioner is dead, his vehicle ran into a truck, he and his driver are dead, please tell me he gave you the damn papers already!"

Bishop's voice went up a notch.


"Oh no,"

"Damn it phils, we are in deep soup, get your ass over to the ministry of works immediately, if that contract falls through, we would not only be worried about 150 million gone to waste but also another bidding war and God help us it's not Mrs. Oboli taking over, she is going to screw us up, go now!"


He lept out of his chair like the sudden realization that a nightmare had come to life, indeed a nightmare was just around the corner, he could see it now, it was Mrs.Oboli Cynthia.


CHAPTER ONE II



Bishop had called for the seventh time while he made his way to the ministry but there was no need to pick, obviously bishop was going to scream his heart out.

Damn it, how could he have walked out without the papers that cleared the contract as shemach's contract, how would Cordelia react - no definitely, she was not to know about it, no matter what, it was not impossible except Mrs. Oboli had already been cleared to run the office - no too soon, definitely, she wouldn't rush into the office just yet, she would never do anything like that, that would put her under suspicion but knowing Mrs. oboli , he could bet his life savings that woman had everything to do with the commissioner's death.

Years ago, his company was at the verge of collapse or rather a harsh takeover by the government through the deliberate actions of Mrs. Oboli the then minister of works, not the saint everyone thought she was.

She was no different than Cordelia except Cordelia was a billionaire with more connection than the president himself.


Cordelia had bought his company and like a mystery Mrs. Oboli had suddenly become the focus of embezzlement and fraud within the ministry, she had sworn to deal with him probably while she pulled enough strings to get her reinstated within the ministry, no doubt she alone had the spine to take over.


"Is she in the office ?!"

"There is no one, am sorry but the commissioner, you have heard about the news right?"

Secretary Mike asked but Phils had no time to spare, those documents would still be in his office.

"I need to get into that office, I have got contract documents that are lying around , mike can I get in, I won't take your time"

"Sure, just let me get the keys"

Mike returned to his desk and begun the frantic search which seemed to take forever but he did manage to get the keys.

They moved inside swiftly, Phils made way for the top drawer where the commissioner kept such things, many times in the office had given him a vivid idea of where and what he was looking for.


He went through the lumpy sum of documents as Mike watched , skeptic yet willing to let Phils do whatever he wanted.


"Yes, this is it!" Phils said with a smile of relief on his face - too soon perhaps.

The door swung open as three policemen followed by Mrs. Oboli walked in.

Short, robust , dark lady she was , a Yoruba lady with more prestigious awards than anyone he could remember.

There was a sudden pang in his heart as they came face to face.

"Mr. Phils Adeyemi, its a surprise I am seeing you here"

She was a bloody liar of course as she had planned this whole drama.


"Well, I am..."

"I would have thought you would be at your office or at your business partner's house showing how much he meant to you but no, you are in his office or wait you are in my office ravaging through various federal government documents, an offence I could easily get you arrested for..."

She paused and turned to Mike and then to the police officers.

"Take him a way"

Mike was dragged out quickly, Phils shouldered where he stood, this was not what he expected, he had been foolish to walk in here , bishop was better suited for this kind of things, now he was at her mercy.


"What are you doing here and why is the osuka bridge contract file in your hands, if u remember its yet to be announced for formal bids from reputable construction firms, so tell me why the do you have in your hands, don't tell you have become a thief yourself"

"Listen you..."

"No you listen Mr. Adeyemi, I believe you have a lot of problems to expect in the following weeks, a formal investigation has been launched by the federal government into my predecessor's activities whilst he was in office and trust me, this time I am going yo get you, tell Cordelia that I am coming for her , you and her firm, mark my words"

She walked out of the office.

"Damn it!" He exclaimed angrily, two things were certain, he was going to spend the whole day in his office trying to work out oboli's plans and how much threat they were to him.


Cordelia couldn't know about this, he would be back in the streets begging for his next meal, he had to work this out himself.

He dropped the contract file and walked out dolefully.

Purple braid girl isn't seeing her date any longer - how does bishop take the news