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Many hours later, after he closed from work, Chief Kashi decided to pay unscheduled visit to his Igbogbo house, where Sam resided. It would look like he had come on a routine visit but the fact was he had come to see things for himself concerning Sam.

The compound looked deserted when he got there. The tenants of the main building had not returned from work. He moved to the Boys' Quarter.

Music was coming from one of the rooms there. It was from Bisi's apartment.

He knocked at her door. Within seconds, she opened the door.

'Ah, uncle, welcome, sir. Good evening.' She normally called him 'uncle', ever since she was a kid.

Kashi nodded. 'Bisi, how are you?'

'Fine, sir.'

He looked towards Sam's deserted apartment. 'And how's your neighbor?'

'He's fine, sir.'

Kashi's heart skipped a beat. He was fine? Sam was fine? No, no, no. That was not the kind of response he expected to hear.

'Where's he? He didn't come to work today. I tried his line but I couldn’t get through to him.'

'Oh, you mean he didn't tell you? He said he had to travel as his father urgently asked him to come and see him.'

Kashi could not believe all these he was hearing.
'Sam travelled? Are you sure of what you're saying?'

'Yes. That was what he said to me on the phone.'

‘You were able to talk to him on phone?’

‘Yes, he called me.’

Kashi nodded. 'When did you see him last?'

'This morning. He was on admission in the hospital last night but, thank God he was okay by this morning. I left him in the house when I was going to work.'

So, Sam did not die! That chap did not die but managed to slip out of his hands!

But Chief Kashi remained calm. He managed a smile.

'It's like he's going through some distress these days,' she went on. ‘But, thank God, he survived.’
'Yes. Thank God he survived,’ Kashi said listlessly.

‘Experiencing food poisoning is not a palatable one. It was indeed a trying time for him.'

Kashi feigned ignorance. 'Food poisoning? He had food poisoning?'

Again, Bisi was surprised that Sam had not told him. 'Yes, food poisoning. He was on admission at New Life Hospital throughout the night and was treated for food poisoning. It was just this morning he started getting better.'

'You mean he went through all these and he didn't let me know?'

'The thing must have disoriented him,' she explained.

He was suddenly curious. She seemed to know a lot about him. Although they were neighbors, the way she answered glibly showed that it was very likely the relationship between her and Sam was more than just neighbors.

'I see,' he said. 'Alright, Bisi. When next you speak with him, tell him I've been trying to reach him. Tell him to call me. I may also call you to ask about him, or you call me about him. You have my number, right?'

'Yes, sir.'

'Good. I want you to inform me about him. Sam is such a good guy that one must not abandon him in his trying period.'

Innocently, she nodded in agreement. ‘I’ll do just that, uncle.’



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He had carefully mixed it with the suya meats.

Not only that, right in his presence, Sam had eaten some of the pieces of meat. Surely, he must be dead by now or he must be knocking at the gate of hell.

Then, Guba's heart beat faltered. What if Sam had not died? What if Sam had a grueling experience, but survived?

That would mean that he, Guba, had failed. He shook his head. The chief must not hear that he had failed, and he must not fail.

Some beads of sweat dotted his brow. He had no doubt that chief Kashi would not take it kindly with him if he did not succeed.

About fifteen minutes later, when he called Sam's number again, the service provider informed that the line was switched off. Damn! He would have to wait to know the exact outcome of event.



Sam gave his fingers for the bio metric data to be captured. He got the new sim card, removed the other ones and slotted the new card into his phone. He left the place and drove long to Ota.

He had an old friend there who worked in a pharmaceutical company. He had decided he would stay there for a couple of days while he decided on what next to do. He would call Bisi later to tell her not to worry about him; that all was well as he only got an urgent call from his father in his home town at Ado-Ekiti.

Sam would tell her that the old man had called that he wanted to see him, and that was why he had to travel. But he would not tell her the exact place he was and the exact truth. He did not trust her to that extent. He did not trust anyone anymore.


* * *

A couple of hours later, Chief Kashi called Sam's number. He wanted to know if he would answer the call or not. He could not get through as all his lines were switched off. It was already minutes past ten in the morning and Sam had not come to work. It was unusual of Sam not to come to work and not be reachable on the phone.

Could it be that he had resumed at his residence?
He called his wife. 'Hello, dear. By any chance, did Sam come to resume over there?'

'No,' she replied, a little bit too fast. She would never tell him she spoke with Sam early that morning.

'Good.' He smiled.

That meant Sam had been dealt. No man would sleep with his wife and live to tell the story. It was true he had encouraged Sam to have affairs with his wife, but it would be too risky to allow the young man to live. He could still turn around to come and lay claim to his child.

Then, how would chief still relate cordially with Sam, knowing that he had carnal knowledge of his wife? Kashi was convinced that his decision to eliminate him was the best way out.

Many hours later, after he closed from work, Chief Kashi decided to pay unscheduled visit to his Igbogbo house, where Sam resided. It would look like he had come on a routine visit but the fact was he had come to see things for himself concerning Sam.

The compound looked deserted when he got there. The tenants of the main building had not returned from work. He moved to the Boys' Quarter. Music was coming from one of the rooms there. It was from Bisi's apartment.

He knocked at her door. Within seconds, she opened the door.



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The line had already been cut off. He called the number back, but it never went through. Damn! Now, what could he make of this puzzle? Some hours ago, Guba tried to kill him by poisoning him. Just now, the wife of his boss called to warn that he should go away from his residence and his working place. Everything pointed to the fact that his boss and employer was the one plotting to eliminate him. But why? Why would Chief
Kashi want to get rid of him? He thought he was the boss' confidant and most reliable aide. He had even been trying to father a child for him and he, Sam, had been promised something as a reward for the effort. Was this the reward? Was this the reward for helping a man to be a man?

Bisi returned from the kitchen with a tray containing a bowl of custard, a packet of cubes of sugar and a tin of evaporated milk. Sam smiled at her and behaved as if all was well. Of course, he remembered that Bisi was a relative of the chief. He must be careful about how much he told her.

She added sugar and milk to the custard and stirred. His mind was suddenly alarmed. Just like Guba, what was the guarantee that Bisi was not secretly working for the chief? What was the guarantee that there was no poison in the custard?

'Take your food on time,' she said. 'I'll soon be going to work. I earlier called to inform them that I would be coming to work quite late. Now, I'm on my way. Take your food and your drugs. I'll advise that you call your office and tell them that you'll be resting at home today as a result of what happened.'

Sam managed to smile. 'I really appreciate what you have, dear. You're an angel.'

She beamed in smiles. 'We thank God. I'm on my way. See you.'

'Yes, see you in the afternoon.'

'Thanks. Bye.'

She left the apartment. He could hear her footsteps as she moved to the gate of the house and out of the compound. Sam sighed and stared at
the custard as if that would make him see if indeed poison substance was inside. He shook his head. Yes, Bisi had aided him to the clinic last
night, but he could not just trust himself to taking this food. Had he not thought Guba genuinely offered him the meats and the drinks?

Going by the warning he had received, he should not waste minutes further in that apartment. He must go far away from Chief Kashi before the
man would realize he was alive and he would send goons to come and assassinate him.

He stood up swiftly and went to the bedroom to pack some clothes in a leather bag. He thought of all the essential things he needed. He took
the wallet containing his international passport, driving license, id card, ATM card, and also took some other vital things.

He would have to go with the car. That was his most valuable asset. He packed his things inside the boot and drove out of the house. For safety
purpose, he decided to drive to Ikorodu Round About where he would get a new sim card.

As he drove towards Ikorodu Round About, his phone rang and he quickly checked the caller. It was from Guba. He must be calling to know if he
was alive or dead. Sam contemplated if he should answer or ignore the call. On an impulse, he decided to pick it but would not say anything.

'Hello, Sam, is that you?' Guba asked. There was no response. 'Sam, are you there? Sam ...?'

Sam allowed him to ramble on until he, Guba, cut the line. With a friend like Guba, Sam thought grimly, you didn't need an enemy.

Guba was confused. Who answered Sam's call? Was it Sam himself, or another person? If it was another person, why didn't the person say anything? He called the number again, but this time around it rang on and on without response. He needed to know if Sam had died. Chief had
told him that the powder stuff he was given was a very powerful one, although it had a delayed reaction. He had carefully mixed it with the suya meats. Not only that, right in his presence, Sam had eaten some of the pieces of meat. Surely, he must be dead by now or he must be knocking
at the gate of hell.



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Reuben700:
Very interesting story

kweensheba:
Interesting

Thanks.