Ugochi drove into her compound at exactly 10:30pm. She parked the car at the slot in front of her apartment, got out and locked the car. She tried her door, found it locked and unlocked it with her keys. Ikem is probably asleep, she thought. He would have locked the door when he was going … Continue reading Love Beyond Reason 2
Femi sat up in the bed and rubbed his eyes together. He thought he had been dreaming but he hadn’t. There was a rechargeable lamp at a corner providing light to the room and as he looked outside the window, he wondered what time it was and how long he had been out. “It’s about … Continue reading Kismet 11
Ikemefuna sat on the couch in his living room, arms folded on his chest, eyes clouded with anger, lips stretched thin, and watched the hand of the clock move towards 9pm for the umpteenth time. He was fuming with anger but anyone looking at him would just see a handsome, well-built man, watching TV, with … Continue reading Love Beyond Reason 1
Femi could not believe his eyes as he stared intently at Tosin Kayode. She had also been having an affair with the Chief. Femi knew that wasn’t meant to surprise him but it did. Did that also mean the Chief had been responsible for her teenage pregnancy? It was possible, Femi thought and spoke up. … Continue reading Kismet 10
An hour later, Femi was seated in the computer room. He had already received the details about the two numbers in his mail; the blackmailer’s name was actually Roger Brown and he lived at Aggrey Road. Femi had sent out two officers: one to the three banks to get an account statement and another with … Continue reading Kismet 9
Femi’s eyes went from the gun in his hand to his eyes which looked red. If Femi did not know any better, he would have thought Jide had been crying in the bathroom. “You have no idea how many times I’ve tried to use this on myself” Femi was relieved. He got up and walked … Continue reading Kismet 8
Chief Emeka was having an affair? Femi was short of words and even thoughts. He took out a pen and a piece of paper and wrote: Victim’s life 1. Family man 2. God fearing 3. Philanthropist He divided the paper in half by ruling a line and wrote on the right side: Revelation 1. Hypocrite? … Continue reading Kismet 7
Femi tried to make sense of what he had just read; of the letter he was holding in his hand. The late Chief Emeka Okafor, a hypocrite? It did not quite suit his profile. He thought the man had a clean slate, loved his family, was even God fearing. He stared at the writing on … Continue reading Kismet 6
Femi turned on the tape recorder and faced the young woman seated before him. He inhaled deeply and smiled at her. “Miss or Mrs Catherine?” He asked as she snorted and looked away. “Okay, I’ll just call you Catherine” he said but when she did not reply, he continued. “Tell me about your relationship with … Continue reading Kismet 5
I was still deep in thought when I felt a hand on my knee. I had almost forgotten I was in Daniel’s office. I opened my eyes and found him staring at me intently. I swallowed a sigh. The poor guy deserves an explanation after this little drama that just unfolded here. And … Continue reading Twice Bitten 9
Femi stood waiting patiently for Pamela, Chief Emeka’s secretary, to scrutinize his I. D card She handed it back to him and rose to her feet. “You know we can’t really trust people these days” she said and led him to Chief Emeka’s office. She opened the door to his office and walked in with … Continue reading Kismet 4
The ‘wall of fame’ I suggested to Daniel during my pitch was the first thing up. I got a carpenter to build a beautiful wall hanging which we could decorate with pictures and artworks depicting the company’s efforts over the years. The victories and awards were put up, the many buildings that have … Continue reading Twice Bitten 8
Before Femi could reply, Godwin was out of the car and making his way towards the house. He did not try to stop him; he alighted from the car and followed him. “What are you doing here?” Godwin asked the moment he set his eyes on his middle aged uncle. His eyes looked red as … Continue reading Kismet 3
Ujunwa Okafor sat in the living room with a blanket over her shoulders and her son sitting on the arm of the sofa with his right hand on her right shoulder. Her eyes were red and swollen. She had been the first to see his lifeless body. He had remained so still in his chair … Continue reading Kismet 2
Monday morning, I woke up early, ready to face the new week. I had not fully recovered from the assault on my senses all through the weekend. True to his word, Daniel called me yesterday afternoon just as I got back from church. It was like he timed my entrance perfectly. I had … Continue reading Twice Bitten 7