Fear No More

Sola Raphael

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Sam is a jolly fellow who goes about in a confident way bereft of worries. When his boss instructs him to become driver to his wife, Sam thinks it’s another simple task. He is confounded by the turn of events. The dalliance between him and his boss’ wife becomes an albatross. His life is on the line. He becomes a man on the run, even as another love intrigues pull him back.

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The Hyndai jeep drifted with the traffic. It was few minutes after five p.m., and it was the hour many workers had closed at the offices and were returning to their homes. Sam was not in a hurry, so the traffic could be as slow as it wanted to be.

Like others, he was returning home where he hoped to have a deserved rest. In order to chase off boredom, he snapped the jeep radio on. A female presenter was blabbing about the importance of fidelity in marriage and other relationships.

As a single man at thirty years old, Sam felt the message was of no importance to him. He promptly changed the Frequency Modulated station and settled for a musical station.

From Ketu, to Mile 12, Owode, Irawo, Ajegunle and Ogolonto, the traffic remained busy.
At Ogolonto, he turned right to drive to Ebute. From here, he would drive towards Igbogbo. His final destination was a storey building off Igbogbo Road.

It was few minutes after six when he drove inside the compound. He took the sidewalk to his two-room apartment at the back of the main building. It was supposed to be a boys’ quarter, but it was a glorified one with nice rooms and en-suite kitchens and toilets.

It was one of his gains for working for Chief Kashi, the business man cum politician.

One of his phones rang as soon as he stepped inside the house. He let it ring for a while as he removed his shoes and socks. He then picked the phone. It was Jenni on the line.

'Hello, baby. How're you?'

'Fine. Are you at home already?'

'Yeah, I just got home now. Are you coming over?'

'Yes, I'm on my way.'

Jenni was a co-worker. While Sam worked as a special assistant to Chief Kashi, Jenni was the boss' secretary. Jenni was however more than a co-worker to Sam: they were lovers.

It was not the first time Jenni would be visiting his house or sleeping overnight. That had become a routine. Jenni didn't mind his companionship.

As a matter of fact, she wanted more than just sleeping together and claiming to be lovers, but he behaved as if the issue of marriage was an anathema.

Sam believed he was far from being ready for serious relationship. He still had some years ahead of him, he would claim. So far, Jenni had been playing everything cool, like someone bidding her time.

Sam stripped down to boxers and singlet. It was March and the weather was stuffy. Right inside the house, it was okay for him to remain as he was. The standing fan was blowing, but it hardly helped the stuffiness. He must fix the air-conditioner system he had promised himself to do.

Some thirty minutes later, Jenni arrived in the house.

'Hello, dear,' he greeted.

'Hi,' she returned. She came to give him a peck.

'How was your outing?' she asked.

Though she and Sam had the same employer, Sam hardly stayed in the office. He was always on the move doing one hatchet man's job or the other for Chief Kashi. But to Jenni, Sam was a plain and upright guy.


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Though she and Sam had the same employer, Sam hardly stayed in the office. He was always on the move doing one hatchet man's job or the other for Chief Kashi. But to Jenni, Sam was a plain and upright guy.

'All went well,' he replied, grinning. 'How was the office too?'

'Fine.'

She would have loved to converse more with him but he was in no mood for conversation. That could wait, as far as he was concerned. He drew her to himself and planted a long kiss on her lips.

'You didn't even wait for me to rest,' she protested lightly.

'Rest? You'll have more than enough time to rest, my dear.' He pulled her to himself again and resumed the kiss. The hands too soon went to work, cuddling her boobs.

Jenni was slim but busty. That was what Sam liked. It was what attracted her to him in the first place, and one of the factors that would continue to do be the attractive points.

Besides, the boobs were jaunty and firm. The action soon progressed to the removal of clothes.

He fondled and smooched on the boobs, from left to right. Another thing about the boobs was that they were not just handful; they were shapely. He teased the nipples with his tongue until he could feel their tautness.

She goaded him on, playing the role of consensual lover.

He knew she couldn't be more than twenty-five, but sometimes age had nothing to do with shapeliness of a lady's boobs. Sam had seen different boobs of different shapes with ladies of different ages ranging from seventeen to fifty!

And the boobs he had seen had ranged from apple-like ones to water-melons-looking ones.
He kind of nibbled at Jenni's nipples, but he knew the pre-intimacy was only a preamble to the main act.

Sometimes, she wished he would just stop at the pre-intimacy. In fact, she enjoyed that more than the real sex. She knew he would never agree to stop at the pre-intimacy. She had once asked him to stop at that preamble level, but Sam had laughed and had scoffed it off.

'It's like putting delicious food in your mouth,' he had argued. 'After munching it, you now ask that I should not swallow it, but spew it out.'

That was the logic of Sam.

He went on to strip himself and due to her coolness, stripped her. It was a grilling adventure that ended after eight minutes. When it was over, he lay exhausted by her side on the bed.

She rested for some minutes before, she went to the kitchen to cook the meal for the evening.

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She rested for some minutes before, she went to the kitchen to cook the meal for the evening.

There were still some yams in there, and there were some eggs in the fridge. She peeled off the yams, cut them into slices and put them in a pot. It was when they were eating that she finally told him what had been nagging at her mind.

'I'll be stopping my work at the office from tomorrow, Thursday.'

He looked at her sharply. 'What d'you mean?'

'I'm not working for the chief or the company again.'

He was surprised. 'So, tell me, which new work have you got for yourself?'

Jenni shook her head. 'None for now.'

Again, he looked at her sharply. 'You mean you've not got another job and you want to quit this?'

She sighed and was silent. He held her left hand.

'Why d'you want to leave?'

She was silent for a couple of seconds more. 'It's for a personal reason,' she finally said.

He held her tighter. 'So personal you cannot share it with your heart-throb?'

She smiled wanly. 'Well, I guess I have no option than to tell you now. I'm leaving because I'm fed up with the pressures I'm receiving from him.'

His face wore a slight frown. 'Pressures? What pressures are you talking about?'

Jenni turned to face him squarely. 'It's just that I've not told you all this while. Chief has been pestering me for an affair. It has got to a point now that I just have to ease myself out of that place as I cannot bear his pestering anymore.'

Sam was indeed surprised. 'Really? Are you sure chief has been sexually harassing you all this while and you did not even tell me?'

She was emphatic in her answer. 'Yes, but that's over now. I'll quit and that will stop further harassment.'

He was still befuddled. 'But, is that enough reason for you to quit? Are you now losing your job just because of that?'

She stared at him. 'Are you saying you prefer that your babe should continue to be sexually harassed? Or are you even saying that I should give in to his demand?'

He quickly checked himself. Of course, he would not say she should cave in. All the same, he felt the reason she was giving him was not enough for her to quit.

'So, what will you be doing now? I mean, what will you be doing pending the time you will get a new job?'

She made a wry smile to reassure him. 'Don't worry about that. Between now and when the new job will come, I have saved enough money that will sustain me. I'll surely manage to get by.'

He wasn't totally convinced by her, but he felt there was no need to drag the issue again.

Jenni was with him that night. It was another night of passion. He scooped some wine over her boobs.

‘What are you doing, mister?’ she asked in a light mood.

‘Just wait and see.’

He liked the boobs, especially the nipples. That preceded the real act. From the ‘bishop style’, to the ‘doggy style’, he explored the sexuality as much as possible.

Jenni moaned and goaded him on him. They were soaked in sweats by the time it was all over.
The following morning, he was up by five to start preparing for work.

Since she would not be going to work, she didn't need to wake up at the time he did. When he was about to set out, he tapped her on the shoulder.

'Good morning, darling,' he greeted.

'Morning, dear. How was the night?'

He smiled. 'With you, it's always a beautiful night. Here's some money that you may need.'

He dropped some money on the stool by the bed side. 'I'm off.'

'Bye, dear.'

He kissed her good bye.

At this time of the morning, the traffic was very light. Within forty minutes, he was at the Ketu office where he worked.

Though he had the title Personal Assistant to Chief Kashi, Sam was involved in variety of tasks ranging from body guarding to doing some 'odd job' for the boss.

There was some risks involved but Sam always argued that there was no job without a risk. Besides, the pay was good. That lucrative part, no matter how odd the job was, mattered to Sam. It was past nine when Chief came into the office. He was surprised to see that his secretary had not come.

'Do you have an idea why Jenni is not yet in the office?' he asked Sam.

The latter would not admit that Jenni slept over in his place. Neither would he admit that she had told him she would not be coming to work again.

'No idea, sir,' he answered.

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The latter would not admit that Jenni slept over in his place. Neither would he admit that she had told him she would not be coming to work again.

'No idea, sir,' he answered.

By ten o’clock, Chief summoned Sam to his office.

'I've been trying all Jenni's lines, but none was going,’ Chief said. 'Even if she was sick, was it not proper that she get across to inform me? She's not yet at work, yet she remains incommunicado.'

Sam nodded. 'Maybe the battery of her phone was flat, or something. It's strange that she's not here and you've not heard a word from her.'

'Yeah, quite strange.' Chief shrugged.

'Anyway, let's leave that for now.' He paused briefly. 'Sam, there's a task for you.'
Sam drew closer to the boss' desk. 'What task, sir?'

The chief nodded and regarded Sam briefly. 'It's not a difficult task, but it is one that you must be very careful, as usual.'

Sam was very attentive as he listened.
The chief continued: 'One of the offices of our political opponents needs to be torched.'

'Torched?' Sam asked.

The chief stood up from his seat and moved to the window side. He could not stare through the window as he sometimes did as the curtains were all in place. In seconds, he was back on his well-padded, leather chair.

He opened his drawer and brought out a paper which he handed to Sam.

'Yes, the building should go up in flames, especially the upstairs. That's the address of the office. It's a storey building, a building with cream color. You're only to burn the building, don't take any life. After working hours, a security man guards the place. You have to neutralize him. Except he poses a great threat, don't eliminate him.

'Take some liters of fuel along and burn the place down. The operation must be carried out between tonight and the dawn of tomorrow. Take one or two of the boys along. That is your task.'

Sam nodded and studied the paper he had been given. The building in question was at Ojodu road, Ogba. He was used to that area and could mentally calculate around the place where the building would be, from the house number.

He nodded again. 'No problem, chief. Consider the task done.'

The chief too nodded. 'Yeah, I'm trusting that you will do a good job.'

He opened his briefcase and brought out a wad of one thousand naira notes. 'Use that for logistics. If it will not be enough, let me know. You can start with your background checks right away.'

Sam picked the money and pocketed it. He stood up. 'Consider the job done, chief. It's going to be a clean job.'

* * *

About an hour after Sam had left for the office, Jenni stood up from the bed to brush her teeth and have her bath.

She had only told him part of the truth when she said Chief Kashi was disturbing her with sexual overtures. The other truth was that she was scared the man was involved in diabolical things.

Jenni had only worked for him for about four months, but she was calling it quit despite the good pay. It was during this time that she had become acquainted with Sam. She could only hope that Sam was a complete gentleman that he appeared to be.
She knew that her boss would call her lines the moment he did not see her in the office, so she had switched off her phones. It was better that she did not speak with him for now.

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She knew that her boss would call her lines the moment he did not see her in the office, so she had switched off her phones. It was better that she did not speak with him for now.

There were still some left overs of the yams she cooked the previous night. She warmed them in the micro-wave oven and fried some eggs to eat them.

After the breakfast, she decided she would remain in the house till afternoon before she would leave.



About two o'clock that hot afternoon, Sam drove to Ogba for him to do a surveillance of where they would be coming in the night to carry out arson.

Slowly, he drove along the Ojodu road. He saw the number of the building and parked the jeep some meters away from the main gate.

Then, he came down from the car and walked towards the gate. There were some people coming out as he knocked on the side gate. A short security man of middle-age attended to him.

'Yes?'

'Good day,' Sam replied. 'I'm looking for the office of Barrister Tony.'

'Barrister Tony? In this building? I think you've got the wrong address.'

'Really?'

Through the opened gate, Sam took a quick survey of the building. 'But Barrister Tony told me he occupied an office on the floor of this building.'

The security man shook his head. 'It must be a mistake. This building has no lawyer using it.'
Sam had seen enough for now. 'Alright, let me call him.'

He brought his phone out and pretended he was searching for the so-called barrister's number. As he did this, he walked away from the gate to where he had parked his car. He had succeeded in his first mission.

As he drove back to Ketu, he had no doubt that the task given by the boss would not be difficult to be accomplished.

He would need two guys to effectively carry out the operation. That would be no problem. Many hours later, precisely few minutes to midnight, Sam was back at the targeted office building.

He was in company of Dodo and Guba. He parked at the spot where he had parked some hours earlier on.


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Many hours later, precisely few minutes to midnight, Sam was back at the targeted office building. He was in company of Dodo and Guba.

He parked at the spot where he had parked some hours earlier on.

'Alright, guys,' he said. 'Just as we have planned, I'll make the first move. Be alert and be careful.'

The two men nodded. 'There's no problem, Sam,' Guba said.

Before Sam stepped out of the car, he checked to be assure that the short gun in his right hip pocket was there. It was. There would be no need to use that as the chief had directed that the operation should not take any life.

All the same, he needed to take it for safety, precaution and expediency purpose.

He slipped out of the car and moved to the wall which served as fence of the building. The wall should not be higher than six feet, but even if it was, it would not be intimidating to Sam who, at six feet, had mastered the art of climbing heights.

In a jiffy, he climbed over the wall and landed inside the compound of the building. He crouched and observed the area for some seconds. The security lights were on but everywhere was quiet.

The security man could not be seen. He was most likely in his cubicle which was close to the main gate.

Slowly and stealthily, Sam moved towards the main gate, stooping as he walked. Some few meters to the gate, he paused and observed the premises again.

All was silent. He moved on and was at the security post. The only door was left open. He moved to the door post and peered. The security man was inside, alright, but he had already dozed off on his chair.

His left leg was on the table and his mouth was slightly open. Sam studied him briefly. The man was not the same he had met earlier. This one was much younger. Sam brought out his short gun, moved it close to the face of the guy and tapped him gently on the shoulder.

The guy woke up with a start, quickly removed his leg on the table and attempted to stand up.

'Sh-sh-sh,' Sam said, shoving the gun more to the man's face. The man looked shocked to behold the scene.

'You just cooperate,' Sam said. 'I mean no harm, but you must cooperate. I'll only blow your head off if you try to play smart, do you understand?'
The guy nodded dumbly.

'Good. Now, the first thing is stand up and come and open the gate.'

As the man stood up, Sam quickly moved the gun to his right rib.

'Gently, gently,' he instructed. The man picked the bunch of keys on the table.

Sam followed him out of the cubicle to the gate where the big padlock used to lock the gate was unlocked. The gate was opened. Again, Sam paused him briefly before he and man stepped out. Sam raised his left hand for about three seconds.

Dodo and Guba saw the signal and got out of the car, with Guba carrying the can of 20 liters of petrol. In seconds they were where Sam and the security guard stood. Together, they all returned inside the building compound. The gate was closed but not locked.

'Good, now the next thing is to bring the key of the main building. You need to open the main door.'

The man nodded dumbly. He was obviously very much frightened of the gun. He led them to the main entrance door and unlocked it, the gun still stuck to his ribs.

Sam turned to Guba. 'Now, you play your own part.' He handed the short gun to the latter. Guba took it gladly.

'One false move, and I'll blow your head off!' Guba said menacingly, moving the gun close to the security guy's head.

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Guba took it gladly.

'One false move, and I'll blow your head off!'

Guba said menacingly, moving the gun close to the security guy's head.

Guba was always like that: he loved to dramatize things. He led the man back to his security post where the task of stuffing drugged handkerchief to the man's nose so that he would pass out would be done.

Quickly, Sam got the keg of petroleum from Dodo and started pouring the fuel on the ground close to the exit. He poured some on the wooden doors of the various rooms on the floor.

He then poured some on the floor as he made his way to the upper floor. Here, he doused the doors with more fuel, making sure that the action would bring about maximum effects.

Satisfied, they went back downstairs and stepped out of the door. Sam brought out a box of matches from his pocket. He struck a fire and threw it on the floor. The floor caught fire immediately, and the fire moved and spread rapidly inside the building.

There was no time to waste. They joined Guba at the security post where the security guy lay unconscious. Sam looked at the shouldering smoke coming from the main building. He was certain the security man would not be touched by the fire.

'Alright, let's go, guys.' he said and led the others out of the gate.

Swiftly, they moved to their jeep. Only few motorists were still plying the road at this hour of the night, but they were oblivious of the fire. Soon, without doubt, the fire would become noticeable in the environ.

Sam kicked the engine into life and drove the vehicle off. He sighed in contentment. It was another successful outing.

At Ojota Bus stop, Dodo and Guba got down from the vehicle. They lived around that place. Sam drove to Maryland where he could make a u-turn and join the road that led to Ikorodu.

He got home few minutes to one in the morning. He only slept for five hours. By few minutes after six, he was up on his feet to start preparing for the day.

But he would not be driving straight to work. He drove to the area where the building was torched. As he drove slowly past the building, he could see that the building was badly burnt by the fire. He nodded to himself as he drove away from the area. It was indeed a successful outing.

* * *

That morning, Guba was still in bed as at eight o'clock. As an artisan, he was under no obligation to wake up early and go to work. His wife, Sherifat had gone to stay with his mother in Shaare, Kwara state.

Sherifat was pregnant with his second child. As he did when she was pregnant with the first child, Guba asked that she should go and stay with his mother when the pregnancy was advancing. Of course, she went with the first child, a girl of two years old.

For the past two months, Guba had been living the life of a 'bachelor', as he was at home alone. However, the good thing about his status which was desirable to him was the fact that it availed him the chance to indulge in licentious life style.

Since his wife travelled, Guba had been carrying different women, some of who were married. It was a past time he had long ago engaged in.

There were knocks at his door, followed by the voice of a woman announcing that the bread seller had come.


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There were knocks at his door, followed by the voice of a woman announcing that the bread seller had come.

Guba stood up from the bed, yawned and stretched himself. He moved to the door, unlocked it and opened it.

The bread seller, a woman very familiar to him, was there with the bread tray on her head.

'Good morning,' she greeted. 'Do you want to buy bread?'

'Bring your tray down and come inside,' he commanded the woman.

It was not a strange command. The woman did as she was told. Guba grabbed her breasts and fondled them.

'Hey, it's too early for that,' she protested feebly.

'The earlier, the better,' he said, smiling mischievously.

'But I don't have the time, now,' she said further, trying to disengage herself. 'I still have a lot of loaves to sell.'

Guba knew what she wanted. Just like he had done on two previous occasions, he brought two thousand naira from his pocket and handed it to the woman.

'This will take care of that,' he said, his voice full of desire. The woman took the money.

‘Ah, see what money has done,’ he snickered.

‘You women like money.’

‘And you men too like that ‘thing’’.

He grabbed her from behind. The place was still deserted and that was good for the plans he had. Grabbing her alone brought about full erection.

He removed her wrapper, pulled her inner skirt and pantie and in that essential doggy style inserted his manhood into her from behind. He grunted and panted as he explored his passion. He did not last long. Within three minutes, he reached his peak and released.


* * *


There was no special task for Sam in the next few days. Jenni moved on with her life and got a job as a secretary in a secondary school at Ikorodu. When it became glaring that she was not coming back to work for the chief again, Chief Kashi employed a new lady as secretary.

Linda was twenty-five, single and eager about the job. In no time, she proved herself to be efficient and reliable.

Things went on normally for the next few weeks. In the cool morning of the first Monday in May, the chief summoned Sam to his office.

'How was your weekend, Sam?' he asked.

'Fine, sir. We thank God.'

'Yeah, sit down.'

'Thank you, sir.' Sam sat opposite him, staring at him.

'Yes, you have another task that you must execute,' he started. 'This one has nothing to do with a political opponent or an errant business associate.'

Sam waited. He was good at listening.

'This time around,' the chief went on, 'the person concerned is my wife.'

Sam's heart started racing. 'Your wife?'

The chief allowed a smile to play on his cheeks.

'Yes, I know you'll be surprised that my wife is the subject matter here. I have just sacked her personal driver, but I promise her to send another driver to her today. You're the person I'm sending as the driver.'

Ride on.