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herosakin777:
TheBlessedMAN.... Boss u ve done really well more grace to u am back now following u bomber to bomber

thanx bro. Uwelcome back. Greet ur gf 4 me o

fingard02k:
sighted...Baba Hushpuppi fit hear our voice if you no update again today o..

You're fucking good bro.. keep it up

sure bro. I already began the typing ganself. Na to enjoy the weekend work-free opportunity o.

vickyviolet:
blessedman Weldon
more wisdom

thankz bae. Next update comes up after thorough proof reading

NOTE==>>

The update you're about to read is half-proof read and liable to blunders. Please get your helmets handy so to avoid and head injuries when you eventually collides with a grammatical blunder.

Don't say I didn't warn you.


BTW, chapter 89, comes up after a thorough reading.

Thanx.


88. COUNTLESS.


The price of liberty am gonna get if fate and karma could drop their stupid ego and collaborate with the human police or EFCC in the task of arresting Beatrice and John for me is more than okay to me. Infact it arguably outweighs whatever the federal government might wanted to pay me considering the kind of pain they both caused me.

It is with that kind of thought in mind that I did my best in giving Mr Adesina, a man in his early sixties, and who also happens to be the D.P.O of Wamba district police station of Nasarawa the full details of all I knew about the hideouts of Beatrice and John.

To make my whistle more effective, I also made mention of the kidnapped Senator and his wife that I overheard from Tgold, one of John's boys when he came to ask John of which car they should used in transferring them to another hideout.

"but you didn't tell us how you come to know about their hideouts. Even the Special Anti-Robbery Squad have combed every nook and cranny of the two locations you gave us and haven't been able to find them. So how come you do?" The D.P.O questioned me after I'd written down every necessary intel on Beatrice and John

The question got me offguard as I wasn't expecting someone I just gave a new car as gift to be asking me of its spare tires.

"don't get me wrong youngman, am not trying to accuse you of anything here. Just that I need something concrete to back up the order am giving my boys and to know how to defend it infront of my superiors incase things goes south." He stated convincingly and then, something flew to my brain.

I cleared my throat. ".p.o, eventually I was also a victim of....." I was saying when the ringing of his phone interrupted me. He picked it and spoke to the caller for some minutes before he returned his attention to me

"sorry for the interruption.......Mr....erm...erm.....your name again please?."

"Darous......" I replied calmly

"Darous? But which tribe are you from?"

"am a Yoruba guy."

"yoruba? As you can clearly see, am also a Yoruba man and that name sounds strange if am to go by anything concerning our legacy. What am saying is, Isn't your name suppose to be something like Ogundimu or Ifadahunsi.....or something more...."

"more Yorubalic?" I completed his sarcastic remarks and he continued

"Yes and that Darous of a name doesn't correlate with anything Yoruba atall."

"sure it doesn't."

"did your parents named you that?"

"hum...not atall"

"care to tell me how you come by that name?" He asked

"well, its just the English of my Yoruba name."

"which is?"

"Oluwadamilare."

"hmmm....thats a nice name you got there.."

"maybe to you sir, but to me, it sounds a bit primitive"

"PRIMITIVE? sometimes you don't have to look at how something sounds. You rather look at its significant meanings. Oluwadamilare means God has Justified me. That meaning alone is a silent prayer for anybody that calls you by that name." He stated effusively.

I pondered on his words for some minutes before he broke the silence.

"well, sorry for derailing off the issue we were on before....you were about telling me how you came to know all of the details about the location of the kidnappers that kidnapped Senator Bruce Lee and his wife."

"urgh...yes.....about that....."

"please continue....Mr Oluwadamilare." He completed with a wide grin.

For the second time, I was about to talk when some came in.

"Ready to go sir!." Officer Donteanz interrupted to announce their readiness to embark on this mission to the D.p.o

The latter rose up instantly and gave me an handshake.

"thank you once again Oluwadamilare.... You've been absolutely helpful to the nation at large." The D.P.O said as we engaged in the handshake.

I smiled in appreciation of his remarks.

"we will contact you through the infos you gave us once the mission has been completed."

"ah, about that, I told you I'm not really doing this for money...."

"I don't think you have a choice. Its against the protocol of making the whistle blowing activities a success....moreso the EFCC boss is going to demand that from us outrightly"

"ok then. Seems the country is evolving effectively afterall." I replied

"and be rest assured, your identity is strictly safe with us. We will do our best in getting them behind bars this night." The D.P.O added vehemently.

"nothing will thrill me more than to see those two behind bars Oga, I'll definitely be the most happiest man on earth." With those final words, I departed the station with a sense of accomplishment.

***

The first thing I did after getting out was locating a food canteen where I ate joyfully to my fill. After eating, I asked around for the directions on how to get to Abeokuta from where I was in Nasarawa. It appears like a fruitless task at first because most of the people am asking were allergic to English language and Yoruba, but all thanks to my strong determination to get home at all cost, I was able to found someone who understands me after some hours.

It took the mass-transit luxurious bus that conveyed me from Nasarawa to Abeokuta more than 28hours to arrive at the Kuto Moto park in Abeokuta.

Those hours I spent inside the bus gave me the dept of time needed to plan out my second chance at freedom.

Challenges they say, are what make us who we are, the people that I've encountered, the betrayals, and the things that have been unveiled recently about my life are the results of what I'd become.

After so much time spent on thinking and deliberation about my life, I was able to point out the topmost priority of what I needed to do once I get back home.

First, I realise that, my infatuation of anything in skirt has caused me more harm than the pleasures in it. But nevertheless, the words of Jonathan Kent, when he was advising Clark Kent about a mutual issue in the tenth season of Smallville popped into my mind during the solemn deliberation with myself inside the bus.
"We are all confronted with trials my son, but the true measure of a man is how he chooses to react in the face of those trials." He had said to Clark Kent back then in the season finale of Smallville.

Taking those words like a new watchword for myself, I was able to map out the way am going to start living my new life.

Secondly, In other not to get things more complicated with my stay in Abeokuta, I determined to stay away from Doris and her daughters. Most especially, knowing that trying to get acquinted with them will only prompt me to hurt Joke the more and she doesn't deserve that.

No more hunting for anything beautiful in skirt. May Gawd help me. I prayed.


About Jide, well, just like I said earlier, keep your friends close and keep your enemies closer. To me Jide has been more of the latter than the former based on the revelation of his involvement on my past and present predicaments which he subconsciously did when he was talking to the fake version of Beatrice which happens to be me, so its only wise of me to treat him as the combination of the two. A Frenemy.

I also can't help but wonder which of the devils list of lies has Doris told her daughters pertaining to my absence. But Seeing as I'd already determined to stay away from them, its pointless to worry about it


I was listening to the midday news on my phone when I finally alighted at the Kuto moto park and it was broadcasted that the police had sucessfully arrested a certain woman who's the owner of a drug empire alongside the kidnapper that kidnapped senator Bruce Lee and his wife

I mentally commended the police for a job well done and also giving Karma and Fate a thumbs up for swallowing their egos in collaborating with the police in apprehending those agents of the devil as the bike I boarded conveyed me to my house. And when I say house, I mean where I was the one paying the rent. In simpler terms, where Jide and I lived

***

"Darous! Where you beening all this daysing?" Blessing, Jide's girlfriend said after giving me a warm embrace the moment I stepped inside our compound

"Blessing baby! See how beautiful you've grown?...not in your looks alone...."

"you never stopping this your flatterinmenting attitude....don't flattery me jor." She said with a smile.

"ah no flatteration you atall Blessing...." I stated with a sarcastic smile, imitating her vanacular english. "by the way, where's your boyfriend?" I questioned after failing to see any hint of Jide's presence.

"ah, that boy, he is traveller since last week. Leaving me aloning in this place." She said with an ironically sad tone.

"where did he said he's going?"

"he no telling me o. But me am not minding."

"hmmm....ok. Let me go and get myself cleaned up. As you can see am a practical mess right now." I said as I walked to my door. I reached it and it was when I wanted to open it that I remembered that the key was still at Doris house.

"oh sh!t!"

"what happening?"

"erm....my keys...I lost em....I'll have to break this door."

"let me helping you to collecting Hammer and cutlass from Opeyemi." She said walking towards our neighbours house.

Three minutes later, she came back with both equipments needed to break a padlock.

"thanks Blessing. You're such a darling...." I said after breaking the door open.

"don't thanking me jare. Me am going out o. I'll be arriving with the night." She said and headed out of the house.

I watched from my doorsteps as she waved down a bike, mounted it and zoomed off.

Dusts have almost taken over the appearance of my room. I did a thorough job in cleaning, dusting and washing all thats washable for more than one hour.

The room looks practically neat and nice once again after the self-envi-room-mental sanitation I did.

At 3'oclock, claded in a blue sleeveless shirt and a black pant trouser, I set out for the resturants down the street to get something inside my hungry belly.

I was back after fourty five minutes. But just when I was thinking of taking a nap. I began to hear some angry voice from outside my door.


T.B.C

Blezzzed:
THEBLESSEDMAN,CHUMZYPINKY,APOLLUX,GHOSTWRITTER

ride on bro. I dey ur bak like ukwu.

Since I was born, and now I am full grown, I've never seen a lazy writer as myself. May God help me sha.



This update is strictly and vehemently dedicated to Alexander Ogho Uyomere. An amazing bro. You are awesome.





87. COUNTLESS



The short to and fro journey Rohy and I took inside the building was enough for the storage app of my brain to capture the necessary escape route am gonna need if am presented the opportunity of getting out of the building.

We rounded a corner and was going through a dark passage that leads to Jude's room before I saw Ghadri walking some distance ahead of us.

Forgetting for a moment about the presence of Rohy walking closely behind me, the Fight-without-thinking application of my brain clicked open and a sudden urge to put my boxing training into practical surged through my body and in a flash, I raced forward with the intention to get Ghadri offguard and dealt him a bolo punch on any part of his body but before I could carry out the mission, Rohy's shouting voice gave me away and my effort was instantly fruitless as Ghadri quickly ducked aside and I was left sprawling on the floor.

***

"whats zha meaning of zhat Darous?" Ghadri questioned sceptically in his thick foreign accent after helping me to my feet.

I dusted my rumpled shirt and took a glance at Rohy, who was still pointing his gun at me before I responded.
"you this bastard! You and Beatrice sold me off to be killed. How could...."

"sold yah off?" He cuts in with a serious face. "Darous what zha you mean sold you off?"

"don't pretend you don't know what am talking about.....you fvcking prick!..." I cursed loudly at him.

"what zha hell is yah talking about? We are here for a drug deal not human deal..." He declared firmly and it was then that I was getting somehow confused about the whole thing.

"you mean you don't have a hand in this?"

"stop zhis madness Darous." He stated calmly and shifted his gaze at Rohy. "what zid Mr John said to him? And moreso, why zha gun?" He questioned Rohy but the latter was silent.
"did Mr John ordered yah to kill him?" He reiterated but got the same response.

"he's Jude, not John!" I lamented furiously not minding the dangerous look on Rohy's face.

"whatever. Please Mr Rohy, let me talk to yah boss please."

"we're heading there already. Lets move." Rohy said and we continued the remaining journey to where Jude or John's was.

On the way, I was able to think very well and was also able to detect some hidden facts.

If truly Beatrice has really set me up with Doris's husband, then Jude wouldn't have had that 'trying to remember something' look on his face when he first saw me in the sitting room. He would have accosted me immediately or given me a rather hostile reception instead of the sit-down-and-watch T.v one I got

'whats really going on?....'

"please Mr Rohy, wait here, let me first talk to yah boss." Ghadri's voice interrupted my thought and I realized we were now standing infront of a wooden door.

Rohy succumbed to Ghadri's request and he stood guard on me while Ghadri entered the room

At first, what was going on inside was descreet to us but after some minutes of waiting, we began to hear some heated words coming from inside the room.

"shut up!.....you and Beatrice don't know how I felt whenever I remember that my wife left me because of that idiot....am going to order my boys to blow his head off...." There was a momentary silence, perhaps Ghadri was speaking silently underground but his voice wasn't audible enough.

"and you Ghadri....are not to say or do anything to stop me if you don't want to share the same fate with that idiot...!" Roared the voice of John after the silence

"am sorry, I can't disappoint my boss too." Said Ghadri and for the first time since he went inside, his voice was audible.

I took a brief glance at Rohy and saw him listening attentively at what was transpiring inside but just when I'd thought we've heard the last of the hot argument, we began to hear some scuffle going on inside and just then, Rohy made to rush inside the room but I quickly gave him a sliding tackle which sent him coliding his head on the wall, before landing on the tiled floor unconscious.

I checked for his impulse and found one. I was totally happy for that because the last thing I wanted to be on my C.V is that of MURDERER

The scuffle going on inside has become a more heated one, and I began to contemplate on whether to go inside and help Ghadri or just be a stingy asshole and get the hell out of the place

After 5secs of synchronizing between the two options, my deciding app concluded on the latter while my prayer app commenced on the job of praying I don't encounter any difficulty on my way out

I got outside the building and found the compound empty leaving only the Hyundai ix35 of Beatrice standing beside the parasol at the rearmost section of the compound

I rushed to open its door and run away with it, but unfortunately it was locked so I quickly opened the gate and set out hurriedly along the dirty untarred quiet road.

***

The weather outside was cloudy and hot.
I tapped my trousers pocket and was totally glad when I found my phone, S7 lying peacefully inside it.

Without stopping on the jugging trekk, I brought it out and checked the time. It was past one o'clock already.

It was when I wanted to open the Gps app to know my location that I saw a drafted message notification on the idle screen

"what!" I lamented wondering how the unknown drafted message got there

I brought the jugging to an abrupt halt and located a big mango tree beside the road.
I stood beside the tree and began to read the message.

It was a message saved by Bianca. She stated she had a hunch that I wont be returning to the cottage after my mission. She said she already stored her number inside the phone and that I should also help her get out of the house when am free.
She also gave me the directions on how to unclone my simcard which I instantly did and was very excited when it worked

After reading the message, I remembered how she got the message into my phone. She must have done it when she came into my room in the morning when she got busy with my phone before we had sex inside the bathroom

The content of her message really got me thinking especially the part whence she said I should help her get out of the place

'Does that mean Beatrice was holding her against her will? Or what does she really mean?' I said thinking out loud.
Then I remembered how she's all been acting since I got to know her. 'Beatrice must be using her for some wicked works.
And I have to help her out.' I concluded.

I checked for her number and was about dialling it when I saw the Hyundai ix35 car coming in my direction with a male figure at the steering wheel

I quickly ducked behind the tree and buried my head among the hanging leafs. The car sped past with a very dangerous acceleration and it seems whoever was driving it was in a hurry.

After the car had gone some miles away, I stepped out of my hidding and re-dialled Bianca's number. She picked after the second attempt

"hello who's this?..."

"sshhhh! Its me. Darous"

"wow!" She screamed in a whisper. "how far....whats going on?"

"its a long story...but I'll...."

"hey! call me back. The boss is coming."she said hurriedly and ended the call

With everything that has transpired so far, I now really hated Beatrice more than ever.

Without giving my Madrid and Barca conscience a chance to have any say in the matter, I mentally devised a plan to make Beatrice pay for everything she's done to me and to also make sure Jide doesn't go free.

'keep your friends close and keep your enemies closer'. I thought to myself and continued my jugging.

I wished to call Joke, cos after more than a month without seeing or hearing from her, I've really missed her alot but unfortunately, the storage app of my brain couldn't provide her number.

I prayed fervently for her happiness as I jugged along the road

***

After almost 2hrs of the tiring jug, I got to a T.junction where I waved down a bike to take me to the nearest bank where I can withdraw some money.

We got to the bank 30mins later and the hausa bikeman waited patiently for me while I negotiated with another hausa man, to allow me send some money to his account so I can use his ATM to withdraw

He was unyielding at first but he later acceded after his wife spoke to him.

I withdraw 100k and told the bikeman to take me to a nearby police station where I plan to end all my ties with Beatrice and John once and for all.

On the way, I quickly sent a message to Bianca, telling her of my plan and also giving her an escape route out of the building which I found some days ago during one of the drugs delievery.

***

"good day officers." I greeted the two dark and average height policemen I met at the counter.

"good day to you civilian, what can we do for you?" One of them replied warmly.

"please how much does the government pays for whistle blowers?"

"well, it depends on the weight of the whistle." Another replied

"oh! So I get paid on the kind of match am officiating ba?"

"exactly!" They both chorused in unison

"like how much for a friendly match?"

"hmmm, maybe 1million." Replied the same man

"wow! Thats great! Thats so....fvcking great!" I lamented ecstactically

"well as fun as this sounds, youngman, lets get to business. what kind of match are you blowing?..." The one with the initials A.A Donteaz asked with a serious look

"considering the capacity of this match am about to officiate, I think I'll call it a champions league match."

"Hey young man, enough joke, just walk out if you don't have anything to say." The other with initials C.O Steveson retorted

I felt a bit embarrased at his harsh words but I kept my cool. I eyed him scornfully and responded.

"am here to give you the location of two of the most notorious kidnappers and drug dealers in this state." I declared outrightly. "and am not doing it for any price." I watched as their greedy eyes nearly ran out of its socket at the end of my last statement.

I smiled and began to give them the full address of John's apartment and Beatrice's drug empire


TBC

Update don ready o. Just needs some proof reading b4 I drop it. Buh updating soon sha. Latest midnight

Kimkardashain:
chai, queenitee,so na socks tbm dey doff 4 you.small tym na u go start to dey shine teeth.

have bin sneaking in and out here witawt commenting,oh thou son of thunder.pls 4gve ur lil sister.
and kip up d gud work.

if my dad cud 4giv me 4 my f9 waec result, who am I nt to 4give u? Na thunder go fire 4givness itself. U're awesome jare

queenitee:
Lol, Evans Evans. Darous you don go through a lot o, Pele

TBM, it is well

thanx my dear shangoic sister. You're amazing. I always look forward to your comments. I doff my socks 4 u o.

huntsman007:
eeeyya! sir TBM I Neva knew u were going tru a lot lately.. take ur time and recover fully...
tanks for the update.
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.. /room on shutdown/

the only recognised Dj of NL... I sight you my brother. You're awesome

Tgold1:
TheBlessedMan it is well bro.... anything that's causing the emotional downturn is for the better...... there are still lots of emotions you'll need to remit.....

people will go out of your life, and better ones will come in. some people won't make it to the future of your life, by death or circumstances, and it would be because the future with you ain't meant to be.... I pray no one close to you dies.... but 'Que Sera Sera'


Royh = Rohy
Tgold1 = Tgold
MrLemuel = Lemuel

I See you. Just take care and be good..... #Hero

mr Tobi. U are awesome bro. I thank u vely vely much.

WiseFool2:
Darous,man. I twale for you, boss. I love the way u brought in a new twist into the story.

For the Emotion downturn, u are up to the task man. Whatever can not kill you will only end up making u stronger.
Be strong for us, please.

oga Alex, thanx for the inspiration. U are highly appreciated bro. Thanx alot

Herdex:
i bow down for my man....the blessedman..aka omo thunder..

thanx bro. U are sighted

Guys, I apologise for my absent online and lack of update.
These week has been an emotional downturn for me. Even when I want to type, nothing seems to be flowing through my head. But please bear with me. I promise to be fine.

Next 3days are work-free days, I'll manage to drop update(s) during those days to make up for the absence.
Thanks for your usual understanding.


Dedicated to the cause of my emotional downturn: You can't break Darous that easy.


86. COUNTLESS


'karma, what kind of a sick and stewpid arrangement is this? How could you do this to me?' I cried out mentally when I saw the dangerous stare on Jude's face.
'karma, its either someone have hacked your account and arranged my meeting with this dangerous man or you are also a backbitting deity. Either way, you don fvck up big time!' Karma was silent to my alleged statement and I took that as his way of consenting to my allegations so ended my discussion with it.

I rose up swiftly from the sofa, grabbed the suitcase containing the Ganja and held it firmly as I displayed a perplexed backward motion away from where I was seated

I took a frightened glance around and saw that the guys in the room were now standing very alert right from the moment their boss dropped that tension-arousing statement and I knew right from there that unless a miracle happens, a 3 minute of silence might soon be observed for me in the thunder kingdom but I still managed to summon up a farce courage to talk after returning my gaze to the sour face of Jude.

"your wife? I...I think you're mistaken here o...me that doesn't even have a girlfriend, how would I take your wife?" I paused when I saw the suprise expression on his face and quickly continued thinking he was subscribing to my farce claim. "with due respect boss, I seriously don't know what and who you're talking about." I completed my words with a counterfeited-aplomb manner.

One of the guys in the room approached him and whispered some words to his ears and he replied in the same manner before the guy walked out of the room

Cold shivers began a marathon race down my spine as the situation in the room become more tensed

After he watched the guy that just vacated the room, Jude let out the most gruesome chuckle have ever witnessed and took a long smoke of whatever ingredient was stucked inside the big wrapped hemp in his hand before he rose up and marched towards me with a bitter stare.

All this while, I'd opened the prayer application inside my brain and have been praying fervently to the gawd of thunder to come to my rescue.
'Gawd of thunder, please get me out of here please! If you do this for me, I swear to you with the amount of huzzling my dad made before he could afford his thirty-five thousand naira Mtn simcard that, I'll forever masturbate to your holy name....please I need you now more than ever. Please I beg you'

I minimised the praying app so that my mind could subconsciously proceed with the praying task.
I clicked on the 'HOME' icon of my mind and that returned me to the reality before me as I prepared my self for whatever it is to become of me.

Jude dropped the remnant of the hemp on the center table and blew the stored smoke in his mouth at my face.
"sure you don't know me. How could you remember the man you've been fvcking his wife? And am sure you don't know Doris too, do you?" He grabbed my collar and pulled me closer to himself so that our faces was now inches apart. "Doris.....my LovePeddler of a wife!" He declared that with a very acrid tone and released his grip on my rumpled shirt.
He made some wobbly movement before he returned his face to me

The telltale of his exponentially-multiplied angry face informed me that am going to have to say my last prayers very soon unless shango decides to answer my prayers.

"please....I still don't know what....what you're talking...." I stuttered

"stop the bloody pretense fool!" he barked. "Where is the boy that kicked me out of my wife's house? Where's your guts? Do you know how it feels? Someone taking your wife from you!" I was deadpan at his rhetorical questions and he continued. "you turned my wife and daughters against me!....my daugh-ters!....you hear that?" he made a painful chuckle and nodded his head sideways. "now am going to make you pay for all the pains my wife made me go through!.....Even from when the court decided our case!" He thundered conclusively and a moment of silence escorted his ambiguous speech

I was totally frightened and dithered on what to do during the silent moments. But before I could contemplate on whether to plead for my life or not, what happened thereafter decided everything

One of the 3 guys that accompanied Jude to the room approached him and gave him a cell phone

"Rohy, who's calling?" He questioned the fierce looking guy that brought the phone to him.

"na one of Evans guy boss. He said its very urgent." The guy called Rohy responded with a humble bow. Jude collected the phone from him and turned around, now backing me as he began to speak.

"what is it? Am very busy right now.......what? (silence).....how?........(silence).......goddamn it....wait....how did you escape?.......(silence)......ok...ok......keep in touch....." He dropped the phone to the center table. He turned around and his facial expression was featuring worriness and disturbance

I was left to wonder what might have transpired during the call that could have warranted such looks on his face.

But wetin concern someone awaiting trial with the thick tribal marks on the Judge's face?

"boss wetin happen?" Another guy claded in a baggy jean and a blue polo shirt asked him.
He was silent for some seconds while he was also simultaneously pacing the breadth of the glass table.

"boss is everything alri...." Rohy was saying when Jude cuts in.

"guys, the police have gotten Evans...." He declared outrightly and bit his lips bitterly


"arrrgh! Damn it!" I watched with confused look as the 3guys made a shocked gasp in unison.

"Terry said the police is after me too...." He paused and glanced at the other two guys standing beside the small bar at the rearmost section of the room. "Tgold and Lemuel, go and tell other guys to leave their post and start packing....we're leaving here today!" He ordered and the two guys hurried out to carry out the task that was given to them. "bloody police! Arrgh! Evans.....how will I get my money now?" He lamented bitterly and began to walk away from the room before Rohy spoke out

"boss what do we do about him?"

"about who?" He questioned without stopping or turning around.

"this guy here." Rohy stated, gesturing his hand at me. Jude turned around swifty and marched towards me with fury in his eyes.

"him?....." he paused and studied me carefully for some moments before he spoke. "drop the case in your hand!" he ordered me and I obeyed instantly.

He turned to Rohy. "Rohy, take that case with you. I need to get my money back from Beatrice somehow."

One of the guys he sent to pack came back inside before he could continue.
"boss which car should we keep the senator and his wife?"

"erm....call Ghadri to give you the car he came with." Jude said and the guy left immediately leaving only Rohy and Jude with me.

So it was all a set up by Beatrice herself. 'that cunning b!tch! Always setting me up with abject situations!....she'd been too sincere with this task that had left no room for me to be suspicious atall!.....but fvck me too! How could I have failed to see this coming?.....' I cried out mentally. 'But on second thought, I don't think she's aware of my past involvement with Jude.....but....but then, she also knew Doris....! Gawd everything is fvcked up!...'

"and about this fool..." Jude's voice arrested me out of my deep confusing thoughts. He shot me a sullen glare and continue. "hmmmm.... How best can I punish him o...." He seemed to ponder on what to do for a while before he let out another wicked chuckle. "Rohy I want you to finish him off. But before you finish him, you can fvck the sh!t out of him first before you cut off his d!ck and mail it to my LovePeddler of a wife." He declared abruptly and exited the room.

I stared blankly at him as he walked away from the sitting room trying hard to come to terms with the iminent doom ahead of me.

'no point in fighting this. Its going to end soon. Everything. All the betrayals, dangerous escapades and all of it. Its gonna end soon. Atleast am gonna be free.' Those were the thoughts that keeps on popping into my thinking app as the guy called Rohy pushed me forward and marched me out of the room.

"Darous, this isn't the time for you to tender your resignation to the factory of life. Com'on...you can do this. I trust you to use your brain to get us out of this situation once and for all...be a man and make use of your real head not the one that got us into this situation......you have to show all this bunch of backstabbing apes why you're shango's next of kin." One of my inner voice communed that to me on the way to the backyard of the building and that was all I needed to re-open my thinking app and started sorting for the best way to get myself out of that situation.
I couldn't recognise the owner of the voice but the guessing app of my brain told me it was my konji talking

Desperate times they say always dials the number of desperate measures. And desperate measures are what I needed right now.

"Mr Rohy..."

"shut up! Keep walking!" He ordered but I wasn't ready to obey

"just here me out...." He didn't say anything so I continued.
"before I came here, I already contacted a SARS friend of mine and gave him the information on where I'd be in the next 3hrs just incase something like this happens."

Rohy halted our movements and turned me around.
"what are you talking about?" He asked with a worried look.
Glad that my plan is working, I displayed a confident look and smirked at him

"what am saying for better understanding is that.....the police will be scouring here anytime from now if my friend doesn't hear from me in the next five mins."

"you'd better be joking! You are not serious!."

"you will find out in the next five mins." I replied in a standard manner.

He pondered on my statement for some minutes before he dialed a number on his phone.
"hello boss, I think you need to hear this."
He told his boss of what I said and ended the call thereafter.

"lets go to the boss." He said and we returned to the building.


TBC

romanticnovels:
TheBlessedMAN ,please check your mail sir. Thanks

have already

Update wil drop today. Thanx guys

kelvinhilton:
I think that should be joke's dad.. Btw, gud to have u back TBM.

thanx bro. Gud to be back

Still dedicated to Omolara Adenike, my sweetheart. Age with grace dear! I heart you so much.


85. COUNTLESS


On this fateful day, after our usual rigorous round of hardcore sex, Beatrice informed me that she wants me to handle a very herculean drug business

"Darous dear," Beatrice called my name passionately after we've both had our showers and was now reclining on the two-seater sofa inside her room enjoying the feeling of the Hennessy that was doing a sedative work to our respective bodies.

"yes Beatrice, sup?" I answered facing her

"I want you to handle a deal for me tomorrow.... Its a deal that will change our lives forever if you handle it painstakingly."

"hmmm! Seems like its going to be a tough deal with the way you put it....isn't it?" I queried with a bit fretting tone

"for a brilliant man like you, it shouldn't be difficult.....am giving you this task because you've proven yourself to me on multiple times. The earnings and profits we've made while you started working for me have increased exponentially....You've also succeeded in handling the job you're doing beyond my expectations. Infact, the profits we were making right now have never been made prior to your time here....so trust me when I say you've earned my full trust." She smiled at me and I returned her facial expression

She took another sip from her drink and continued. "Darous, a druglord is in town now, somewhere near Agbashu town, rumour has it that he deals plainly in GJ."

"only Ganja?"

"yes dear, and thats based on the rumour. Now, what I want to do is, I want to stop this business, am no longer interested in this business. I want to spend the money have earned in peace."

"wait, you just commended the progress we're making, why will you back out now?" I inquired sceptically and she drew a long breath before she spoke.

"do you know for how long have been taking to the police custody?....me self have lost count.... Now am no more intrested in getting acquinted with the police...not anymore. They've been after me for so long, starting from when I was in Lagos and Abuja but have been too clever for them to catch up with me.
Now have made up my mind to stop." She took another sip while I listened attentively to every word she said. "how much HR do we have left?"

"erm...we've sold the last carton of Heroin today. Am awaiting your instruction before I place a new order."

"you mean we've sold all the 18million HR we bought last week?" She asked with a suprised tone and I nodded affirmatively. "wow! Thats great....fine, how many GJ do we have left?"

"I think 20-30wraps or thereabout. But its within that range" I replied unspecifically.

"whats the estimated value of those wraps? I mean all of'em."

"hmmmm....40 to 60million if am being sincere."

"great... What will happen is, Ghadri will take you to Agbashu very early tomorrow morning. He's gonna help you stash the Ganja wraps in a suitcase and drive you to meet this new druglord. Your simple work is to sell it to him for as low as 40m. Ok?"

"yes..I understand." I replied firmly even though I was a bit confused as to why she was entrusting me with this high level drug deal instead of handling it herself knowing her unerring instinct for a good business deals

"you're worried about something...tell me what it is." She demanded with a questioning look

"its nothing...am just worried about the risk and danger am gonna encounter on the way going by the fact that, am new here, and also like a baby in this drug business." I stated unequivocally

"I see. But don't worry. Ghadri will accompany you. Dear, you're in good hands." She stated assurely

"ok...no pros." I responded calmly

"get the deal done and I promise we gonna spend the money together. Ok?"

"wait, spend the money together? You...you and I?" I inquired feeling a bit sceptical about her offer

"yes dear. Thats how much you mean to me. And when next weekend arrives, we are leaving Nigeria finally for abroad. I'll start the processing of acquiring your Visa tomorrow." She ended with a placcid smile

"hmmm...thats....thats...." I couldn't come up with the exact words to say as I fumbled around feeling astonished at her declaration

We had another round of sex before we call it a day and I went back to my room to consult my guts on what to do

After a prolong moment of deliberation, I concluded in my mind to see through the deal, and once I've gotten the money, I will fled the country thereby paying Beatrice back squarely for all the pains I'd suffered in her hands

I got busy with my phone the moment I concluded my mind on that trick, hoping to find a way to unclone the simcard so that I'd be able to place a call to Joke, but unfortunately after some attempts, I wasn't succesful.

Gawd! I miss my Joke! I cried out anguishly

I slept off after I'd reprocessed my admission to the school of fate, with the optimism of it helping me to scale through the dangerous task ahead of me the next day

***

The following day, promptly at 4:30am, a silent knock landed outside my door and I sluggishly rose up from the bed and approached the door

I opened the door ajar and was met with the calm and chubby figure of Bianca claded in a prada printed silk night dress. Her corkscrew-curl hair adorned her head gracefully as she smiled at me warmly

We haven't had the chance to talk since over a month ago when she was mouthing some words to me during my first conversation with Beatrice in the sitting room

Glad that I finally had the chance to find out what her gestures was all about, I quickly ushered her inside and lock the door

"heard you're going for a deal today." She said after I joined her on the bed

"how did you found out about that? Did Beatrice told you?"

"nope. I have my means of getting informations....."

"you mean by eavesdropping?" I said with a look of sarcasm

"not quite really...."

"really? Then indulge me, what were you trying to tell me on that day?" I cut in abruptly

"doesn't matter anymore. Since you've accepted her proposal"

"is there a reason why I shouldn't have?"

"not atall, but I just don't like the idea of you becoming a skolly...." She stated unequivocally and grabbed my phone from the bed. She got busy with it and was talking to me at the same time. "Darous, the reason why am here is to wish you an early morning goodluck on your trip."

"just that?"

"yes.....or why do you think am here?" She said without taking her eyes off the phone

"I don't know for you o.....but I need to start getting dressed. Ghadri might be here anytime." I rose up from the bed to take a my bath

Bianca joined me inside and begged me to have a quickie with her which I oblidged to instantly

Ten mins later, I was back inside the room and began to get dressed. Bianca helped me in knotting my tie around the neck of my purple shirt

I was getting inside the left of my Brogue shoe before a knock landed on the door

Bianca was totally frightened when Beatrice's voice escorted the knock

"Dear, its time, open the door."

Her voice spurred me into action as I fumbled around looking for where to hide Bianca

Beatrice never stopped knocking and talking, and Bianca was shaking nervously

"quickly, get inside the bathroom and lock it from behind." I whispered to her and I hurriedly dragged her to the bathroom after which she locked the door from behind

I composed myself and opened the door

"morning." I greeted her with a smile

"morning. What took you so long?"

"erm...I was inside the bathroom brushing my teeths."

Beatrice came inside and glanced around for some secs before she scrutinized my appearance again

"you're ready?....."

"yes. What of Ghadri?"

"waiting for you downstairs."

"ok. Let me wear my shoe and will be with you shortly."

I speed up my dressing, grabbed my phone, and followed Beatrice as she lead the way to the compound

"I expect you to be back latest by 12. Please take care dear." Beatrice said after I'd gotten inside her wine coloured Hyundai ix35 car. The suitcase containing the drugs was inside the boot of the car. Ghadri inserted the key into the ignition of the car and drove slowly out of the big and spacious compound

***

Two hours later, Ghadri brought the car to a stop infront of a 5-storey apartment building. I got down from the car and after grabbing the suitcase from the boot, I restraightened my shirt and tie and headed alone towards the enterance

I met two rugged looking guys at the enterance and I requested to see their boss. The druglord.

"whats your business with him?" The dowdy looking guy asked

"am here for a big business...take me to him now or you can keep questioning me till I get tired and take my stuffs elsewhere." I spoke out at him in an aplomb manner while the 2nd guy dialed a number on his phone. A min later, he dropped the call and asked me to follow him

I glanced back to where our car was parked and couldn't find it there. I shrugged it off and followed the guy thinking Ghadri had perhaps went to fuel the tank or went to eat going by the way he was complaining of hunger throughout the journey

We climbed like 8 staircases before we finally arrived at a big sitting room

I was asked to wait for the boss and I sat down on the sofa directly opposite the plasma T.v hanging on the cyan painted wall

Few minutes later, a tall and rough looking man, accompanied by 3 hefty thugs holding a gun each walked inside the living room and settled down on the 3-seater sofa beside my position

"what do you want boy?" The boss thundered in his deep baritone voice after lighting the indian hemp in his hand

I cleared my throat."erm...am here for a...."

"stop....I think I know you!" The boss said and took a long stare at my face as if trying to recollect something in his mind. "yes! I remember!"

"what! Where?" I questioned nervously and he let out the most wicked chuckle I ever heard

"how could I ever forget the face of the guy that took my wife away from me!"

As he completed his statement, my brain also re-registered his face in my mind and I know instantly that am totally fvcked!

Karma is now against me!!


TBC

There's little you can do when the promise you made to people failed due to the incompetency of the P.H.C.N.- quotes of a Light-Starved Writer. [T.B.M]


DEDICATED to my baby, my heart, the only woman that knows how to motivate me and how to unmotivate me whenever she turned me down!

Am speaking of no one else but, the Birthday girl... Omolara Adenike.... I love you exponentially. Although this came late, but am dedicating this two updates to you. Please accept my thanks and dedications In Jesus name. (amen).


84 and 85.COUNTLESS


The moment I saw the caller I.d to be Jide, the thinking application in my brain flew open and I started wondering why he was calling Beatrice.

The options displayed on my thinking app were: Could it be he has something to do with my present situation? Did he aided Doris with getting me here? If so how? Because I don't remember telling him about Doris talkless of introducing him to her

I already suspected him of having a hand in my ordeal with Favour even though I haven't had any chance to confront him thereafter to hear his argument about it, but still something smelt fishy about him

Why is he now calling Beatrice?......or is he calling her because he also knew her and they were friends? Perhaps thats the reason

The ringing was about to end before I closed the thinking app and decided to pick the call just to hear what he has to say

The ringing ended just when I was about to pick it but my brain subconsciously downloaded a radical trick

I smiled politically at the brilliant trick and stared at the screen of the phone contemplating on whether to call him back or not for 10secs before he eventually called back again

The radical idea was to change the pitch and *vocality of my voice to make it a striking resemblance to that of Beatrice, with the optimism of him falling for it.

I quickly checked the info's on Beatrice's voice before copying it and thank gawd, no copyright law was protecting her voice so it was legal for me to use it

The phone rang again and I was about picking it when another rare spark of genius thinking found its way into my brain again

I quickly head towards the giant OX fan at the rearmost section of the dinning and switched it on to its medium speed of rotation while I swiped the call icon to the receive icon and placed the phone gently on my ear and the following conversation ensued thereafter.

"hello....Beatrice?" His impatient voice sounded again.

"How're you Jide." I replied with the plagiarized voice of Beatrice while I prayed fervently to the gawd of thunder to make him not be suspicious of any foul play

Shango must have just won a billion naira thunder-striking contract because he answered my prayers instantly as Jide seems to be oblivious to the fake voice of Beatrice that am using

"I just want to tell you that unless you've found another person, am ready for the job...." He spoke out calmly and I was forced into thinking mode again

'What job could he be talking about? Are they in some kind of deal together?...Well, there's only one elusive way to find out'

"Jide? Please remind me, which of the Job are you talking about?"

He was silent for some seconds before he spoke again. "wait maam....whats the noise about? Your voice is not audible enough." came the reply from him

"urrhh, yees its about to rain here and there's heavy storm going on outside. Maybe we should...."

"its alright maam....Have sent the details of my findings to your whatsapp and everything needed. Please contact me Asap?"

Oh! This is deeper than I thought

"ok. I'll check it when am less busy...take care." I managed to reply him amicably

"and thanks for paying the balance of the previous job, my friend also says a very big thanks to you." He said appreciatively with a happy sound and I was yet again confused with his last statement.

"what friend? You didn't tell me you involved anybody Jide. So which friend are you talking about?"

"ofcos I told you I couldn't do it alone, so I involved one of my buddies that got me the lady I used in luring Darous to the trap....." He continued with his speech but I was so caught up in that revelation and wasn't listening anymore

"yes! I knew it, you this bastard! You're behind it all!"

I wanted to scream that at him after the realization of his statement logged inside my brain but I managed to subdue the urge. I need to get to the root of this, and I can't do that once my cover is blown.

"hello..." His treachery voice snapped me back to reality

"yes....you were saying?"

"wait! Whats wrong with your voice?....it sounds strange."

His question made me realize that I'd subconsciously created some space between the fan and I so I quickly regained my cover before I spoke on.

"nothing's wrong with me, go on, you were saying?"

"ok, I said, am ready for the new job if its still up for grabs..."

With no clue on which type of Job he's talking about, I threw him another 'spill your guts' question and it worked.

"Jide, tell me why should I give you this job?"

"because Beatrice, I never failed you before, even when it was hard to find the guys that made life difficult for him, I still succeeded....."

"only that? What else?" I asked, still keeping my cool and making sure my ear was still in contact with the standing fan

"and I handled the Beauty and Pretty task very well, not to talk of the recent one at his home town which was also a success."

"hmmm. So you think you can handle this one?"

He let out a wicked chuckle before he responded.
"you still underestimate me after all that? How can the task of getting that stupid idiot to you compare to the previous one's have done sucessfully?...I thought I've earned my trust in you by now with everything I'd helped you with in dealing with that fool since he disgraced you at the hotel."

Finally! Thats it! Have gotten what I wanted! So it has been Jide all along? Gawd! What an odd world. My life is so fvcked up!

I felt like crying my heart out, but for some unknown reasons, Cry also betrayed me just as Jide, my best friend did to me.

"so what do you say Beatrice?" His voice echoed again.

I took in a deep breath and re-adjusted my position beside the fan. "erm... Jide, I already gave someone the job but if he doesn't do it before tomorrow, I'll call you. But if you don't see my call, it means have gotten someone else ok?"

"hmm...ok. Have heard you. I looked forward to seeing your call. Bye."

I was about to reply him when I suddenly heard a footstep coming from the passageway outside the sitting room.

Scared that whoever's coming might blow my cover, I quickly terminated the call and regained my seat at the dinning table and resumed my food.

Barely secs later, Ghadri walked into the sitting room and asked me of Beatrice whereabouts which I replied by telling him that she's asleep. He exited the premises immediately

I was now blessed with the depth of time to reappraise the details of the secrets revealed in my conversation with Jide

From my ordeal with the gang robbers, to the Beauty and Pretty issue, and to how Favour successfully swindle me out of over 200k.

Its obvious that Beatrice was still hurting from the embarrasment we both suffered at the hotel and she's ready to go to any lenghts to make me take the fall for it

They say some friends are worth keeping while some are worth killing. Its darn obvious that Jide is the type of friend that belongs to the latter.

'I must take revenge for all the pains and sufferings Jide had brought upon me. I'm not a saint, but I don't deserve what he did. I must make them pay!'

With that sworn determination, I decided to gain Beatrice's trust so my getting out of this abode will be easier

When the variable is not available, then the available becomes variable.
Don't judge me for seeking revenge, cos you have no idea as to how I felt finding out that my best friend had been the genesis of my problems all along.

Right now, I'd deal with the devil just to get more even with both of them

Joke's thought crossed my mind, and I remembered her gentle smile, innocent looks, pure hearts and above all, her unrivalled love for me. Am damn sure she knows nothing about her Mum's diabolical plan for me. May gawd keep her safe for me wherever she is. I prayed

I also remembered my twins growing inside Doris impious womb. How I wish they can torture her for me by redirecting her lung cords to her pvssy, so that whenever she wants to sneeze, she sneezes with her pvssy. That would be great!

***

Shango has been my valour in the war of concealing my anger and hatred towards Beatrice as I was always acting servile towards her

The next day being a Thursday, I had my first trip outside the thatched-cottage building for the first time since I woke up, and judging by the look on the atmosphere, I realize that, I was no longer in Abeokuta area or any where near its environs.

The following week, on Monday to be precise, I resumed to my new job after Beatrice and I reached an agreement, where she will be paying me the sum of 150k weekly wages as her drug accountant

A Diamond Yello account was opened for me, where my wages will be paid into, a new Samsung S7 and a cloned simcard that can't make call was all brought for me by Beatrice

With the aid of the new phone, I was able to detect my location. It was a place called Akware in Nasarawa state.
Hmmm, such a long distance from home without my consent! Irony of life

Beatrice showed me to my office situated inside the warehouse beneath the mighty duplex at the rearward section of the thatched-cottage where I was to carry out my duties.

After the first week of work, I recorded a total purchase of 4.5million and 3.2million naira on Ganja and Heroin respectively likewise the total sales of 15.5million naira on Ganja, and 12.3million on Heroin.

Total profit of 11million was made on Ganja while 9.1million was made on Heroin.

Everything was remitted duly into both the purchase/sales ledger and the accounting files on my workstation

Beatrice was all smiles, commending me for a job well done. Little did she know that, I don't need any A1 WAEC result to handle any devils business.

It was all smooth and square throughout the first 3weeks of the drug business whence I'd amassed up to 500k in my account except the fact that, I wasn't allowed to leave the premises of our business empire

Beatrice had been the only one authorised to go out and return at free will

Then during the fourth week, events took an unanticipated turn.

Guys! Stay tuned for a double update this night. This is to make up for my absence online. Thanx guys 4 ur patience.

My guyz.... Abeg o... No vex! I'll update today. Work's been kind of hectic this days.

Thanx guys. I owe you all

Guys, sorry for not updating sooner. Work's been totally stressful today... But will try and update Asap. Thanx

Stevedison:
Thank God u r back and better TBM.

The only man that bleeps the person who takes him captive.


Thanks for the update boss. Keep it coming.

bro am loyal o.. Na u b boss

queenitee:
TBM, comman continue o., lemme reach you through the Gwad of thunder. Abeg shango come and help us to beg your firstborn o

why u dey call shango na? Abeg leave that fake deity jor

Am on board

culet123:
This stry iz dope, jus had to coment by the wayam new here

thanks dear. Welcm to thunderland my dear