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I was rolling in bed.
It was difficult to sleep, everywhere felt like Jafar, from the smell to the bold colors of the room. I tried listening to music but they were his songs. Naeto C’s “Kini big deal” was working for me until; Naeto C said “Kilode my darling?” and I wanted to die. Jafar loved that part of the song.
So I went to the kitchen, two guys were smoking Kush there, they quickly exited as I entered, I picked up a piece of cloth and a bucket full of water and went outside to Jafar’s Benz. It was in the same shape in which i had brought it back. The back Glass was still broken, with shreds of glass on the seats, his blood had stained the front seats. I soaked the chairs with water and detergent and started brushing the blood out. In no time the contents of the bucket was deep red..i sobbed as I washed.
My hands were bruised when I called it quits, I sat on the back seat when a phone rang, I picked up my phone then I realized it was another phone that had rang. I found the Nokia phone beneath the seat; it was the phone that the police-man who was leaning close to my window was holding. it must have dropped in the car when Jafar hit him.
The excitement I got from finding the phone was nothing compared to how I felt when I went through the contents…towards the end..i became shocked…I called Uche, told him to meet me in Jafar’s car.
Uche: I think say you don sleep..
Me: no..i couldn’t..
I gave him the phone to peruse..
Uche : are you serious?
I just nodded my head…I was still dumbfounded…
Uche : where did you find it?
I told him how everything happened, including Jafar’s last attempt to avoid the tragic incident.
Me: you know what I realized?…Jafar actually hit the guy at my side so he won’t be able to shoot at me, in the last moments he put me first..
Uche : him na correct guy…
Me: VC called me, asking for a meeting with us this weekend..
Uche ; what do you think?
Me: would Jafar have attended?
Uche : Yes, he likes the VC..
Me: we should go then…
Uche: so when do we move?
Me: move where?
Uche : with this information we have got…or are u not up to it?
Me: oh…as soon as possible…
Uche : are you sure?
Me: I can barely wait…but I need a favor…
Me : let’s keep it to just you and I for now…
Uche: No problem…
I bade him goodnight…
I woke up some hours later, it was very cold and I was hungry..i went back to the room to find the left over sugar-cane Jafar and I had munched in the fridge. As I ate it I thought of the past few months..i remembered the meeting I had with Abayomi, Kofo, Michael and Uche…I never knew that gathering would change my life ..But it did…
And tomorrow, it was about to be changed forever..
Morning came slower than I had hoped, but when it came, I was ready..
I went to the bathroom, stared at myself in the mirror, I looked horrible. My eyes were swollen and I looked drain..i stripped off my clothes and turned the shower on…I sat on the floor as water washed over me for more than thirty minutes..
I didn’t have enough black clothes, I intent to buy as soon as I got the chance. I wore a black gown with a pair of black shoes. Jafar’s black Loius Vuitton Shades was in his wardrobe…it didn’t really fit me, but I wanted something of his to be with me at all times..
Uche and “Last-born” were waiting in the Hilux when I got outside, our journey was taking us to Irolu.
As we passed the area in which Jafar was killed, I found it hard to breathe. My phone vibrated…
Me : Timi what’s up?
Timi: I am good…calling to see if I can see you today..
Me: that would be nice, I would come to your house later tonight..somethings came up that I would like to inform you..
Timi: cool, should I cook anything?
Me: not gotten my appetite back..but thanks..
Timi: you know I always got your back…
Me: I am grateful,Timi..
The hotel we were going to at Irolu was called “Mother Care”. It had been well described in one of the messages seen in the cell Phone. My prayer was that the Police-man hadn’t suspected that the phone was with me.
The hotel was hidden by a Rubber plantation, but after a sharp bend along the narrow motor path, it exposed itself in all its majesty. It was not hard locating the Suite that we were looking for. He had registered in the Hotel as Mr Williams. When we got to the door, I told the guys to chill outside while I entered. I knocked but there was no response. It was a big suite so I suspected that the occupant must be far from the door. I turned the handle of the door, luckily it opened. The place was luxurious, the door ushered me into the sitting room, it was unoccupied. So I tiptoed in the direction of the room. I started hearing moans before I got there. The door was slightly ajar so I peeped.
Lying on the bed was a man, a very busty girl was riding his face, his tongue smacking in and out of her, she grabbed at her bosom in ecstasy, another girl held his dicck in her hand and was sucking it like her life depended on it.
The room was dark but the party happening was visible. I tiptoed inside the room, they didn’t notice as they were engrossed in their activity..i turned on the switch by the wall..
Man : Hey! Who the hell are you?
The two girls sprung up from the bed with their bosom giggling as they picked their clothes and ran out of the room..
Me: Good morning Sir..
Man: who the hell are you?
Me: I am Tana, and you are?
Man : Get the hell out of my suite, what kind of rubbish is this?
The foolish man took his time in tying the bed sheet around his waist…
Me: sorry for disturbing your tryst, but what I need to ask you couldn’t wait..
He went to the Inter-com…
Man: I will call the Receptionist to come and boot your out of here, I am sure a Police station shouldn’t be far away…
Me: don’t be silly..
He was taken aback; his right hand squeezed his grey beard…
Man: Are you mad? Do you know who you are talking to?
Me: Yes I Know, Prof Agbaide.
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