ADAM’S APPLE | Episode 1

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As I rolled on d bed and opened my left eye to steal a glance at the wall clock, I silently wished there was still time – time to rest some more – I was so tired after the romp of the previous night.

It was a memorable night with Valerie. She was the most exciting partner I ever had, she was too skillful in bed and was a horse; never tired. She used every bit of strength in me till I begged her to stop.

The wall clock spoke in the most dreadful language; it was already quarter past seven. I jumped up and looked at the other side of the bed, Valerie was gone. I ran to the bathroom, she wasn’t there, none of her belongings remained.

“Hmmm… This girl. Full of surprises.” I said to myself as I rubbed my head and gave myself a silent pat on the back for a job well done.

Valerie was one of my toughest catch, but she gave me a happy ending. I remember that sunny saturday afternoon when I took to twitter to vent my anger after being ignored by caterers at a party I attended. I had returned home in anger, and had to fill my belly to the brim with a plate of rice and chicken which I got at Sweet Sensation on my way back home.

I was seething with anger, and I tweeted “The worst punishment is to be active in a party and still miss out on food!” Within a few minutes, my tweet was trending all over twitter. Different responses came from tweeps, I had about 300 retweets and 28 favourites. I also gained over 60 followers by that tweet!

My anger had metamorphosed into pure excitement. I was all over the place and tweeps were subbing me in their tweets. My seemingly silent twitter life blew open, and I was enjoying twitter all of a sudden.

But someone suddenly burst my bubble. I was going through my mentions when I saw a reply thus:

“STFU! Food Monger! RT @GregDinho The worst punishment is to be active in a party and still miss out on food!”

I was shocked. I looked at the handle and it was @inVALuable69. I quickly checked the avi and it was one of the most sexually exciting avatars I ever saw on twitter. The lady in the avatar was fair in complexion, and was wearing a blue lingerie, she was nude of course, but she had her fingers covering just her crotch, keeping away the sight of her privates from my seeking eyes.

“I must follow this bitch” I said to my self quickly, and before I knew what I was doing, I had typed “@inVALuable69 Kindly follow back. Please.”

I took a short tour through her tweets and I just knew she was the exact breed of bad girl I would love to keep as a girlfriend (note, girlfriend not wife). She had over 35,000 followers and was following just 2,589 people. I immediately told my self I would be number 2,590!

Days passed by, there was no response from @inVALuable69, she didn’t follow back but I kept seeing her tweets. I replied some of her tweets, but she didn’t even do anything as little as a retweet. Her erotic tweets only made me hunger for more, and I was determined to do anything… Anything at all to make her notice me…and probably follow me back.

Follow friday! Yes of course, that was the special day set apart on twitter for people to gain followers. I was up early on this particular friday. I quickly got set for work, and was in the bus to work when I saw her ‘good morning’ tweet. I jumped on the reply button quickly and replied, ‘good morning angel, how was your night’ and I waited like a hunter waiting for his prey to wander into sight. I kept refreshing my mentions after ten minutes, but didn’t see anything from @inVALuable69

In frustration, I tweeted at her thus, “will it take sacrificing the brain of a mosquitoe and the armpit of a frog to get a ff bk?” And like magic again, I was trending. And this time, it wasn’t just me… I was trending alongside @inVALuable69 because she replied thus: “bring a strand of hair on your mother’s p***y, and I’ll follow you back”

The whole twitter went agog, as everyone was talking about a twitfight between @GregDinho and @inVALuable69. Well, even if it was truly a twitfight, I wasn’t winning, because my meager 1,684 followers can’t match her 35,024 followers who were all retweeting and replying with all sorts of ‘LOL’ ‘LMFAO’ ‘ROTFL’ etc.

After more than an hour, I had to give up on @inVALuable69. I reluctantly hit the unfollow button, and just faced my work for the day. But I was not happy, I felt hurt, and felt like I had lost someone special. I took one last look at her avatar and couldn’t help my dick from going hard. I wanted this girl so bad, but I just didn’t know how to get her or what to do to get her….

To be continued next week…….

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Cowrage: Episode 20 [Finale]

“Did you ever think there was a way to escape from me?” J-boy looked vicious. He had Amaka by the scruff of the neck and pushed her back into the dark room.

“I’m here” Sunky announced shamefully, sprawled on the floor. He knew he had not done himself any good, he dreaded what next would hit him from J-boy.

“I saw it in your eyes since the day you brought the little witch here. I knew it was just a matter of time before you satisfy your lustful desire… I am not surprised it has landed you where you are” J-boy moved closer to Sunky, holding a pen-knife.

Sunky, well aware of the danger coming towards him couldn’t help but shiver and beg for his life. “J-boy, I’m very sorry. I didn’t know what came over me. Please forgive me” Sunky was a drowning man, trying hard to get hold of anything in sight.

“You had your chances for forgiveness, but you blew it. I only forgive once, and you know it” J-boy bent over Sunky who was lying on the floor, twisting and turning, hoping to stall J-boy ‘s attempt to stab him.

“I know where to find Tunji” Amaka announced, stopping J-boy halfway into carrying out his intention upon Sunky.

“What did you say?” J-boy turned around, his hands still raised high, holding the pen-knife. Sunky was behind still shivering.

“He’s in Ipetu… I spoke with a couple of minutes ago. He expects me to meet with him there soon.” Amaka went further.

J-boy had a weak smile on his face, and turned back towards Sunky, who had a terrific look on his face. J-boy lowered his hands and in an attempt that looked like he was bound to stab Sunky’s legs, he quickly cut the rope that tied his legs together, and released him. “Get up, we are going to look for that bastard now.”

As they drove out of Fine Touch, Sunky couldn’t believe he had survived. He silently thanked Amaka’s timely intervention and prayed Tunji was found – at least that would make J-boy divert aggressions elsewhere.

“What will you do with Tunji, when you find him” Amaka spoke from the backseat.

“I want my papers, that’s all” J-boy replied. Sunky who was beside him nodded in agreement. Despite knowing J-boy hadn’t said the entire truth, he had to agree just to save his own face, and probably reduce his punishment.

“Are you promising to let him be if he provides your papers?” Amaka queried.

“IF!” J-boy stressed.

“What’s in the paper anyway?”

“Shut your mouth!” Sunky shouted her down.

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“Are you sure she’s coming?” Gbade was impatient. He had barely two hours before 7days would elapse. Death was staring at his face.

“Calm your nerves. I have this under control.” Deji played the coach as he tried to park the car somewhere along the road.

The trio – Gbade, Deji and Tunji all alighted from the car and Deji led them to a nearby bush path. After walking a few metres, they settled for a spot. Tunji was tied by the arms, and made to sit on the ground.

Gbade paced about, looking at his watch severally. “God, if this cup can just pass over me, I promise not to thread this path again… Never!” He muttered under his breath as he watched Deji put a call across to Amaka.

Amaka’s phone rang, but the phone was with Sunky.
“That must be Tunji…” She quickly spoke.

Sunky looked at J-boy for orders on what to do with the phone, but Amaka wasn’t willing to wait that long, she continued, “if you want to keep your hopes alive, let me talk to him myself”

J-boy shrugged, and signaled Sunky to pass on the phone to Amaka behind them.

“Hello” Amaka answered the call.

“Yeah… Amaka. Are you on your way already?” Tunji responded, Deji held the phone to his left ear.

“Yes, we….I am on my way” Amaka quickly corrected herself, but it was too late.

“We? You and who?” Tunji asked.

“Where will I find you in Ipetu?” Amaka tactically ignored the question.

Tunji was trying to calculate in his head. Caution was key for him. He hoped Amaka wasn’t coming with J-boy or Sunky, that would mean ‘from frying pan to fire’ for him.
“Err… Just a few kilometres before OAU pre-degree school, you’ll find a SUV parked on the left side of the road. Stop there and follow the bush path beside the car. I’ll be there waiting.” Tunji explained.

“Alright. We… I’m almost there” Amaka cursed herself for being so careless yet again. She quickly ended the call before Tunji would ask further questions.

“Where are we to find him?’ J-boy asked.

“Keep driving, I’ll show you when we get there.” Amaka retorted.

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“You still haven’t told me what you need Amaka for” Tunji challenged Deji.

“That’s none of your business. Just make sure she gets here, and we’ll let you go.” Deji responded, much to the disgust of Gbade who felt like cutting off Tunji’s head.

“I’ll go wherever you plan to take her” Tunji protested.

“You are invited of course.” Deji replied, “but if I were you, I will take the option of going back to school to face my studies and guarantee myself a bright future, rather than waste away for a girl.”

Tunji hated Deji, but he was scared for Amaka. He knew they were up to no good, and he just couldn’t think of a way to get her out of the impending doom that laid in wait for her.

“I think you are right” he spoke. “Amaka betrayed me, she deserves whatever she gets. I loved her deeply, but she chose to continue living a wayward life.”

“Now you are talking.” Deji responded, gushing over Tunji’s words.

“As long as you set me free, I’m fine. Take her wherever you desire.” He submitted. “But, one quick favour please.”

Gbade who had hitherto been more concerned about time jumped into the discourse, “what?”

“Please let me call my friend to help me tell my lecturer that I’m ill, and therefore I won’t be able to make today’s test.”

Gbade and Deji exchanged glances, and after a few seconds, they seemed to agree with Tunji.

“You have just a minute to say what you have to say” Gbade warned.

Tunji dictated the number while Deji dialled. The number seemed a little familiar to Deji, but he chose to ignore; after all Amaka is almost within his grasp.

“Hello, it’s Tunji… Please help me tell Dr Agbaje I’m seriously ill and admitted in the hospital. I won’t be able to make the test today. Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine. Thanks” in a flash, he ended the call.

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J-boy pulled over just behind the parked SUV. He was wondering if Amaka wasn’t leading them into a trap.

“You had better not play games with me. I won’t hesitate to kill you!” He pulled out a pistol from his pigeon hole, as Sunky helped Amaka out of the car.

J-boy was behind them as they followed the trail of the bush path. In a few minutes, they came in sight of the waiting Gbade, Deji and Tunji.

“I see…” Deji smiled, quickly realising what was playing out. “We obviously have what we need, but in different hands.”

“I’m not here to banter words sir” J-boy replied quickly. “I need that boy over there, you can have both these bastards in front of me, if you so wish.” Sunky was shocked, he knew J-boy was never going to forgive him, but he didn’t anticipate he would sell him into unknown hands.

“Good deal… But send me the girl, and I’ll send you the boy.”

“Amaka! Why did you have to bring them to me?” Tunji was enraged.

“I should be asking why you led me to the arms of these ritualists!” Amaka retorted.

“I will never forgive you for this…”

“Neither will I…”

Gbade wasn’t interested in further time wasting, he just wanted to get things done. “Let’s do this deal and leave here quickly.”

J-boy pushed Amaka ahead, just as Deji fulfilled his end of the deal. Sunky was left in the middle.

“I don’t need him, you can keep him” Deji said.

“Well, I don’t need him too…” J-boy fired a shot at Sunky, who went down immediately, lying cold on the floor.

“What did you just do?” Deji was alarmed, just like every other person standing. “You just created attention”

“He was surplus to requirement… ” J-boy replied, unperturbed by what he just did.

“Let’s get out of here quickly” Deji handed Amaka over to Gbade.

“Not so soon!” Gbade announced, “we still have unfinished business”

Deji turned around to see Gbade pointing a gun at him. “What are you talking about?”

“She revealed all to me… I never knew I had a traitor as a friend. You made me father your child, and you even turned a blind eye till she died. You are a callous being”

J-boy and Tunji looked on in astonishment at the scene playing out before them.

“I can explain… Let me just explain…” Deji pleaded.

“I might not make it to Sagat’s place in time, which means I may die… But I have decided not to die alone. We are friends here on earth, wouldn’t it be wonderful if we continue in heaven?”

“No… Not what you think. Let’s settle this amicably… I can…” Deji’s protest ended with just a shot as he dropped to his knees and fell flat on his face.

Gbade pointed the gun towards J-boy, who was alert himself. “Deal done… Let’s go our separate ways without any further shed of blood.”

“You aren’t going anywhere!” Gunshots rattled everywhere and in a matter of seconds, they were surrounded. “Drop your guns and go down on your knees. Failure to comply and I order my boys to shoot you down!” Jude commanded.

They were quietly rounded up, and taken away. While the two corpses were also taken into the Police Van.

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What next????

You can just determine that, can’t you?

– Ada got married to Paschal… Papa had no further reasons not to let go of the past. He was given back his job, as the Chief Operating Officer of Nicks&Hampton.

– Gbade died in police custody. Juliet, his wife left his house with Dominic to a place unknown.

– J-boy was sentenced to life imprisonment.

– Amaka and Tunji returned back to school after a torrid time with the Police. Their academics got back on track, but there was no romantic relationship to be between them… Tunji opted for Jumoke instead, but Amaka was able to turn a new leaf and she found another guy later.

All in all… Love is a decision, not just romantic love, but love for one another. Being able to take that decision is COURAGE, choosing to shun love is COWARDICE.

Finding yourself lost in between will definitely go down as COWRAGE. Lol. Forgive my english.

I guess you can explain that situation in Tunji, Amaka, Ada and Paschal’s lives.

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COWRAGE: Episode 19

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Ada, please try to understand me. I mean no harm” Paschal was alarmed at Ada’s declaration. He was fast losing her even before he had gotten her. And anything would do just to make sure his efforts over the past few weeks wouldn’t go in vain.

His earlier plan was to wait a few more weeks before opening up to Ada about his true identity, he didn’t expect to meet anyone who would uncover his disguise. Papa’s emergence into the scene had disrupted all his plans, and the next thing for him, he thought, was to act fast and smart.

“I don’t know how you would react to what I want to say, considering the fact that we are still trying to get your father on his feet…and also, you are still healing from your last relationship…”

“What has my failed relationship got to do with this?” Ada wasn’t giving him any chance to find an excuse, she just wanted him to speak the truth.

“Ada…” Paschal wasn’t sure if it was the right time to speak. “I met you when I was in search of a partner…a wife; one who would be my companion, one who would love me for me, not for what I have. I had to come down from my pride to find that person.”

Paschal paused, he wanted to decipher if he was making sense, and if it was wise for him to continue speaking. Ada’s silence in rapt attention however urged him to continue.

“I met you just when I was about giving up. I didn’t think it would be you, but after close observations I had to do what I did. I don’t want to sound selfish, but I was quite happy it didn’t work out between you and Ben, but it’s quite a regret as well to be revealing my true self and my true intentions to you at this time.” Paschal hoped he hadn’t shot himself in the leg with his statement.

“The truth is, I have developed feelings for you, and I want to let it grow into love. I want to be your happiness just as you become my shining light…”

Ada wasn’t going to let him finish his statement. Overwhelmed by Paschal’s revelations, she quickly found herself in his tight embrace.

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Papa’s question had an answer of course, but Mama dared not mention it, she preferred to keep it a rhetoric. Mama understood that her husband was hurt; his sack from Nicks&Hampton was the turning point in their family. Everything went from bad to worse for them, up till the point they found themselves at the mercy of the son of the man who had put them in that situation in the first place.

Mama wondered if Paschal would have helped if he originally knew who Papa was, or if he would have even fallen in love with Ada.

“Elizabeth…” Papa startled his wife, “it’s been four years since I left Nicks&Hampton, and this is where we find ourselves today. We may not be rich, but we have our pride. Asking Paschal to marry our daughter would make me look like someone who’s desperate to hang on with the Ilegbinjies. They have gotten rid of me a long time ago, I shouldn’t be seen around them.”

“No Isaac! This is a different case. Paschal found us, we didn’t look for him…”

“But he paid my bills…it would seem he gave me another chance to live and therefore I’m giving him my daughter to show gratitude. In extension, I’m going to be in-laws with people who never really like me sticking around them”

Mama could hardly believe her ears. This wasn’t the husband she had married for thirty years. Papa was speaking in ways she couldn’t understand.

“Would you hold on to a grudge at the expense of your daughter’s happiness…or even at the expense of your own life. Isaac, you amaze me!” Mama couldn’t hold her anger.

“This is not about holding a grudge. This is my pride. I have long forgiven the Ilegbinjies, but I would rather relate with them from a distance than make myself seem like a parasite by handing my daughter to them in marriage.”

Mama didn’t know what else to say. She was really unhappy with the way Papa handled the situation. In all sincerity, she was willing to be in-laws with the Ilegbinjies just for the fact that they are rich enough to take care of Ada. That had been her dream for her daughters; to get married into rich families. Mama knew she had failed with Amaka, she was determined to keep trying for Ada and make her union with Paschal turn out good, even if she hadn’t had the best of times with her eldest daughter.

“I will plead with you to forget about your pride, be grateful that God sent Paschal to help us out. Without him, you’ll probably still be lying on your sick bed, and we would still be scavenging around to pay your medical bills. Ada has always been your favourite daughter, you have always wanted the best for her, and if she thinks Paschal is good for her, please let her go with him. God has a reason for bringing you back with the Ilegbinjies this way” Mama advocated, hoping it would be enough to change her husband’s mind.

Papa was however stubborn, he would have nothing to do with the Ilegbinjies. “I trust Ada, she wouldn’t see Paschal as her happiness. And by the time I explain why Paschal is not good for her, she would see reasons with me”

Paschal appeared in the ward, closely followed by Ada. Mama was happy they had come inside at that moment. She hoped Papa’s heart would be softened by their presence.

“I have explained myself to Ada, and we have decided to be together” Paschal announced, grinning from ear to ear. Ada was hiding her face behind him.

Mama who was just as shocked as her husband chuckled, as all eyes were fixed upon Papa, all ears itching to hear his response.

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“Give me a second” Sunky excused himself from Amaka, who couldn’t help but wonder who could be calling her phone. She hoped it wasn’t Tunji, and not any of her family either, she didn’t want to raise any further alarm as they still had Papa’s health to contend with.

Sunky brought out the phone from his pocket as he hurriedly made his way out of the dark room. The caller had no ID, and Sunky smiled to himself believing Tunji was smart enough to conceal his number.

“J-boy, someone finally calls” Sunky announced as soon as J-boy was in sight. He handed over the phone.

J-boy answered the call and waited for the caller to speak, but there was no voice from the other end. After waiting for about thirty seconds, he finally broke silence.

“Who’s this please?”

Silence…

J-boy smiled and said, “TJ, I know it’s you. I have nothing to do with your lady. Just get me my papers and I’ll let her go in peace… I don’t even need you. Just make my papers available before 8am tomorrow. Failure to comply… I’ll go down hard on her… And I’ll find you.”

Further silence ensued from the line…

“I take it that you got the message. Do what you have to do. Bye.” J-boy ended the call, and handed the phone back to Sunky. “Just pray that coward sends in my document before tomorrow, you won’t be left out of my wrath”

Sunky stood there shaking as J-boy walked out of the room. He cursed himself for believing so much in Tunji and putting himself on the spot for him. He wanted so bad to pay Tunji back for his foolish acts, and the only idea that came to his mind was Amaka.

“If I’m to go down for Tj’s sins, I should at least leave a scar for him to remember” he thought to himself.

He went back into the dark room, and moved towards Amaka.

“Who was the caller?” She asked.

“Your boyfriend thinks he’s smart. He however forgets that it will take a lot more than being smart to outdo us.” Sunky bent down and was slowly undoing the ropes on Amaka’s legs.

“What are you talking about?” Amaka was confused and didn’t want to take a wild guess of what Sunky’s next line of action might be, but she wanted to prepare herself for any eventuality.

“You are a very special girl. I wonder why Tunji would choose to leave you at our mercy just for some small paper.” Sunky was done with the rope on Amaka’s legs, and was making his hands towards her jeans.

“What’s this all about?” Amaka was ready to raise an alarm after realising what Sunky was up to. She had her arms tied to her back, and could hardly do anything to resist him.

“Look around you… No one will hear you even at the peak of your voice. If I were you, I’ll just let it go and enjoy it while it lasts…after all, you have been doing this before”

Amaka knew it would be foolhardy to struggle against him with the odds all against her, she was however not going to have sex with him in distress. Sunky was a cute guy, and having sex with him should be enjoyed and not endured.

“Alright Sunky, I’m not fighting you, but please do me the honour of enjoying this with you. I haven’t had sex in a long time, and I wouldn’t want a rough one.” Amaka spoke, quite seductively.

Sunky was taken aback in surprise at Amaka’s will to surrender to him. For a long time, he had always wished he could have her on his bed. And the opportunity was presented to him on a platter of gold. Blood immediately parted with reason in his brain, and went through his spine down to his penis.

In a flash of light, Amaka’s hands were untied and they were kissing passionately. They both seemed so hungry and were almost devouring each other in hot romance. Amaka was indeed a boss in the business as she took over the game from Sunky who was lost in the aura of romance with the girl he had only dreamed of having.

Amaka got on top of Sunky, who was already half naked with his boxer shorts barely hanging around his waist. She grabbed his ‘balls’ and twisted it in such a violent manner that Sunky couldn’t scream. He was left sprawling and groaning in pains as Amaka quickly tied his legs and his left arm to a hanging iron on the wall (Sunky had his right arm clutched hard to his balls) he offered little or no resistance as the pain was to much to bear.

She got into her clothes, picked up her phone which was already on the floor and tiptoed quietly to the door, thinking of the best possible way to leave unnoticed.

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“You said Tunji is with these guys, but from what the guy who spoke said, Tunji is not with them. They have someone else, and it appears the person they have is Tunji’s girlfriend.” Jude, the police detective spoke after dropping the phone and making some comments on the paper in front of him.

“Definitely they have Amaka too… Oh my God.” Jumoke was confused. “I think Tunji escaped from them, and that was why they siezed Amaka. Tunji was first missing, and Amaka received a letter supposedly from Tunji asking her to meet him in town. That was the last I saw of her…and why I had to make the report sooner than later.”

“We will have to move in to Fine Touch Hostels to rescue her, but we need to be sure of where Tunji is being kept. His life remains in danger as well.” Kennedy, the second detective added.

“Yes, you are right” Jude conceded. “The trail we did on the call Jumoke received earlier was in Oshogbo. And the caller wanted to speak with Amaka. Don’t you think there’s a connection…considering the coincidence, and the person had to call you”

Jumoke felt uneasy, “He said he’s her uncle…but I have an idea. Let me call the number again and try to inquire what the caller really wanted to tell Amaka” she suggested. “I feel there’s something about the caller, with the way he spoke.”

“You told him you don’t know anyone by that name, remember?” Kennedy chipped in. “Let’s call the number again and have him speak with an Amaka we create.”

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Gbade charged towards Deji who looked alarmed, his eyes were deeply red and he seemed like he was ready to murder someone.

“Don’t make me kill you!” Gbade gripped Tunji by the neck, much to the relief of Deji who thought for a minute that Gbade was coming for him. “Give me the number to call now or I’ll do what’s on my mind” Gbade brought out a sharp dagger from his pocket. “I’ll slit your wrist and watch you die slowly”

Tunji was terrified. It had become more serious than he thought it would be. The wise thing to do to save himself first was to give them Amaka’s number and hope there would be a way to save her too.

Tunji’s phone rang at that moment, and Deji quickly hushed Gbade to a halt and utmost silence in order to answer the call.

“Amaka is calling” Deji announced with gusto.

“Hello” the voice from the other end was distressful. “Tunji where are you?”

Deji calmly placed the phone on loudspeaker, Gbade had the dagger on Tunji’s wrist, with a warning look that meant that he must co-operate.

“Hello Amaka” Tunji responded softly.

“Where have you been hiding? Sunky and his friend have been looking for you. What papers of their do you have with you? I need to see you…where are you?” Amaka couldn’t hold her breath for a second.

Tunji was not sure of what to say. He knew the mean men in front of him wanted her, and they wanted to get her through him. He wanted to warn Amaka to run for dear life and call the police, but he didn’t even know where the police would find him if they were to rescue him, as he did not know where they were keeping him.

He looked at Deji to ask a clue of what to tell Amaka, and Deji whispered “Ipetu”

“I’m at Ipetu” Tunji replied Amaka.

“What are you doing there?”

Silence…

“Answer me” Amaka was impatient.

“Come to Ipetu… We’ll talk when you come” Tunji was following Deji’s orders.

“Send me the address and directions quickly, I need to leave here as soon as possible. There’s a lot I want to tell you.”

“I’ll do that now” Tunji answered, and Deji ended the call.

“We’ll have her in a few hours” Deji declared victoriously and gave Gbade a warm hug of relief.

Amaka was in J-boy’s living room after making sure he wasn’t anywhere in the whole apartment. Sunky was already tied in the dark room, and the only thing on her mind was how to get to Ipetumodu to see Tunji.

As she yanked the door open to rush out, there was someone waiting… And smiling back at her.

Finale Comes Up Next Week………… Please keep close.

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COWRAGE: Episode 18

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Paschal (formerly Uche) was at sea. He didn’t know what next step to take; to follow Ada whom he was beginning to find his long desired connection with or to wait and explain himself to the eager ears of Papa and Mama.

“My son, I’m indeed baffled at this sudden metamorphosis” Papa said with much gusto. “What did you really come here to do?”

“I’ll speak sir. I only hope you will understand why I had to do this…” Paschal took a deep breathe, dropped to his knees and continued, “after I returned from the UK, I had everything going well for me but… my parents…they wanted me to find a wife. They tried to match-make me with different ladies, but I couldn’t just find a connection with any of them, and they were getting increasingly frustrating refusal to heed their request. I had to figure out a way to find my own woman; one who satisfies all I desire in a wife. I knew it would be hard to get a real wife if I go about searching with all my father’s wealth and position. I had to disguise, I had to go simple, and have someone love me as a man, not as a rich man. I had been searching for months, and was almost giving up on my search when I found Mama and Ada rushing you to the hospital. I brought them here, and took care of the bills under the guise that I was just a cab driver working for a philanthropist.” Paschal paused to catch some breath.

Mama’s eyes were already wide-opened, she had a nasty grin in her mouth. And without hiding her excitement, she asked “so you are saying in essence that you did all these just to marry my Adamma?”

“Not exactly Mama. I only wanted to help initially. Along the line, I started liking Ada, but I am yet to find words to express my feelings to her.” Paschal responded swiftly.

Both Mama and Paschal looked towards Papa, expecting him to say something. But the old man wasn’t in a hurry to speak. After a while, he gave a deep sigh and finally spoke, “Paschal, leave me and my wife. Go and speak with Adamma”

The surprised Paschal was reluctant to stand immediately but was urged on by Mama to be quick about. He dusted his knees and zoomed out of the ward before anyone could say jack robinson.

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Ada was utterly disappointed at Uche (now Paschal), she had hoped he would offer her some respite after Ben left her. But it seemed all men were the same to her. She sat under an almond tree outside the hospital, feeling so bitter that she had allowed herself believe so much in Paschal. Yes, she admitted she was falling, but she had been fighting against it, telling herself that it was too early to jump into the arms of another man. But the latest revelation about Paschal was making decisions too easy for her.

She silently resolved to forget about him. But she threw her mind back to the day Paschal helped bring the dying Papa to the hospital, and his calmness. He was nothing less than a total angel when he brought the money for Papa’s treatment. He also used comforting words to help her heal quickly when Ben dealt a fatal wound to her heart. All his actions in the past weeks had been nothing short of amazing, and Ada only wondered more why he had to disguise his real identity. She knew there was nothing else to show him but gratitude, nonetheless she was hurt that he had been lying all the while.

“Ada, I’m very sorry” his husky voice called out from behind.

“Forgive me please.” Paschal slowly walked towards her by the left.

“Why did you hide your identity? That’s my question.” Ada maintained her strictness.

Paschal sat gently by her side. “I have explained to Mama and Papa. But I don’t know how to explain to you, all I can say is ‘forgive me’ please”

“What is this thing that only suits my parents understanding and not mine?” Ada pestered.

“Adamma… I certainly meant no harm by disguising. I only needed something, and I was hoping to get it from you.”

“From me? How does all this concern me?”

“You’ll understand in due course. It’s why I ask you to calm down and apply some patience.” Paschal submitted.

“Whatever this mystery of yours might be, just know for sure that I have lost all my respect for you!” Ada shot out.

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“Elizabeth.” Papa called on his wife, who replied quickly out of surprise that her real name had been called for the first time in decades.

“What do you think of that boy?”

Mama adjusted herself on the seat, tied her wrapper properly and spoke, “he’s a fine young man. He’s wise and clearly has a sense of direction. I think he will make a good husband for our daughter”

“I haven’t asked you to assess him as a husband. I only asked of your opinion of him” Papa corrected.

“…and I said exactly what I felt the answer to your question should be.” Mama added quickly.

Papa looked hard at Mama, and laughed gently. “I know your problem, and I know where you are headed. Paschal has become a fine young man when you realized he is the son of the Director of a leading multi-national company.” Papa’s look was getting as fierce as his words, “but Benjamin wasn’t good enough because he was a son of a nobody. Isn’t it?”

Mama wanted to respond, but all she could do was murmur.

“Let me tell you what you never knew about my ordeals at Nicks&Hampton” Papa, shifted away from the meal in front of him, and rested his back against the wall, poised for some long talk.

“I was a dutiful servant of Dr. Nicolas Ilegbinjie, the Managing Director of Nicks&Hampton for almost nineteen years. I flourished under him and gained rapid promotion till I became a manager of one of our branches in Somolu, Lagos. Things were going well, until his first daughter who had been studying abroad returned to work in her father’s company. She started as my secretary, and we were cool with it until she suddenly began eyeing my position as the manager. She discussed with her father to move me to another branch while she took over, but her father waved it aside and asked her to wait for her time. But in bizarre fashion, things suddenly went wrong at the office, huge amount of money got missing so regularly, and workers began to act unruly. It was obvious that I could no longer handle the situation at the office, but I didn’t resign when I should have. Mr Nicolas stepped in, and sacked me. His daughter was my immediate replacement and that was the end of my sojourn in that company.” Papa finally submitted. By that time, Mama’s eyes were already laden with soft tears. Papa quickly took advantage of the emotional state of his wife and asked, “now that you know all these, would you let your daughter marry into the family of the man who sacked your husband?”

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J-boy stormed out of the inner dark room, smoke puffing out of his mouth and nostrils. “I see no use in this lady you brought here. She has refused to speak and that’s not exactly what I need right now. I want my documents! My money!”

“Please calm down, she’ll come around.” Sunky placated. He was unsure of his punishments too, just trying to do everything to ease the situation and help J-boy recover the documents.

“The plan is to use that girl to force Tunji out of hiding.” Sunky continued, “I have her phone with me. Waiting for him to call her. But strangely, no one has called her yet, not even any of her friends.”

“Spare me the bullshit. Just go inside that room and have her tell me where Tunji is hiding.” J-boy barked out.

Sunky hurriedly made his way to the door, but was called back by J-boy.

“I swear down, I’ll strangle that boy to death, if I eventually catch him.”

Sunky nodded in agreement, and quickly went into the room with Amaka who was tied both hands and feet and lying in a corner. He went to her and raised her head to find that she had been bruised on the left eye.

“Did he do this to you?” Sunky asked but Amaka refused to respond. “Answer me!” he yet got no response.

“Help me to help you. It’s not you we need, it’s lover boy Tunji.”

“What do you want with him?”

“He has our stuff. And the earlier he comes out of hiding, the better for all of us.”

“What possession of yours does he have? If you tell me, I will help you get it?” Amaka was interested in knowing the mess Tunji had gotten himself into. She was mad at him but she needed to know exactly what to do to at least leave the clutches of J-boy and Sunky.

“Let’s just say, he has some papers that’s dear to my friend sitting outside. And if you can help us get it, I’ll personally make sure you don’t get hurt beyond this.”

Amaka looked at Sunky wit scorn. She felt like undoing the ropes on her hand and landing him a crushing slap, but that was beyond her. She however maintained her courage, “you know the gravity of your offence? You abducted me and have also committed assault and battery. Be ready to face the music if I ever leave this place.”

Sunky laughed out loud, calling her bluff. “This is the most hilarious thing I have heard this year. I’ll be willing to go to the police with you to make a report.”

Amaka was more angry at Sunky’s response. She kicked in vain, but remained resolute to keep trying.

Sunky was equally frustrated at Amaka’s stubbornness, and was ready to employ some harsh tactics just in order to do what J-boy wanted done. Amaka’s phone rang in his pocket, and with a wide grin, he looked at Amaka and said, “Finally… Lover boy calls.”

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“Deji, we don’t have time” Gbade looked at his wristwatch for the umpteenth time. He was losing his patience. He obviously didn’t want to die, moreso his daughter.

Tunji had also been playing hard tactics with them, refusing to give anything away as far as Amaka was concerned. He didn’t quite know why they wanted her, and why it was so urgent for Gbade. But he knew the more he dallied, the safer Amaka would be wherever she was. What he wasn’t sure about was his own life. Deji had threatened to kill him if Amaka wasn’t found within the next few hours.

“Young man, you have a great future ahead of you” Deji started again with Tunji after a short break from torture. Tunji was tied to a chair in the room. “Don’t waste your life over a wayward worthless girl.”

“Amaka is not wayward, she isn’t worthless!” Tunji responded sharply but received a huge blow on the head by Gbade who couldn’t contain his frustrations any longer.

“Look here young man, I don’t mind killing you now, and I will still go out there and find that stupid girl.” Gbade said every word like he meant it, and Tunji couldn’t believe him more.

“You see, my friend wouldn’t mind wasting your life. Just tell us how to reach her, the number to call and we’ll set you free.” Deji added.

Reluctantly, Tunji called out a number and both Deji and Gbade hurriedly dialled the number, but Deji who was the calmer of the two, was allowed to speak with the receiver.

“Hello” Deji spoke softly.

“Hello…who’s this please?” The female voice from the other end replied.

“Err… I would love to speak with Amaka please”

“Sorry, who are you?”

Deji paused for a moment, unsure of how to answer the question. “I’m her Uncle from Lagos. She asked me to call her through this number.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t know anyone by that name”

“Really?” Deji looked in Tunji’s direction with anger. Tunji was facing down and was oblivious of the impending danger. “Okay, I’ll check the number again. Sorry for disturbing” Deji answered and ended the call abruptly.

Gbade immediately ran to Tunji and grabbed him by the neck, attempting to strangle him. Deji was however quick to stop him and releasing Tunji from his tight grip.
“Leave him alone. I’ll handle this” Deji said, as he struggled with Gbade.

“You had better get him to speak soon. I won’t take any more nonsense after now!” Gbade shot out and backed away from Tunji. His phone beeped, and he reached for his pocket to pick it as he walked away from Deji and Tunji.

He was some metres away when he checked his phone. It was a text message from Juliet. It was long, and not exactly what he felt he should pay attention to at that moment. But a sentence caught his attention in the text and after a few minutes, he had devoured the content of the message. He was sweating profusely, and his eyeballs were bloodshot. He looked sharply in Deji’s direction and started moving towards him with violence…

To Be Continued Next Week…….

Olumide Lawrence

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COWRAGE: Episode 17

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Uche was fixed to a spot wondering what Papa was talking about. He was however not alone in the confusion as Mama and Ada also looked lost at the ensuing piece of drama before them.

“Papa, I don’t think you heard me well the first time.” Ada spoke to bail the situation. “This is Uche, the taxi driver who helped us find a way to pay your bills”

Papa’s remained silent but kept his eyes fixated upon the hapless Uche standing before him. Mama rose up and helped Uche with the polythene bag he was carrying and asked him to sit.

“He says he knows you, do you know him?” Mama inquired from Uche. The latter just managed a weak smile and threw his hands up in the air, probably to say “how can I know him?”

Ada moved to Uche after Mama had left him, and spoke softly. “I’m sorry for the embarrassment, he’s still recovering.”

“Its nothing. He might be right, your dad is full of days, he has met a lot of people in his life. I probably look familiar.” Uche said to douse the tension.

Mama slowly continued to feed Papa who won’t just stop scanning Uche’s face. It felt awkward for the young man and after a while, he rose to announce his leave, “I only dropped by to check on you sir. I’ll have to return to duty now. I wish you speedy and full recovery.”

Ada rose with him in a bid to see him out of the ward, but as they turned to leave, Papa spoke loudly and strongly for the first time, “Paschal!”

Uche and Ada turned back in surprise.

“Paschal Ilegbinjie!… my memory won’t fail me for so long. This is Paschal.”

Mama and Ada returned to their state of confusion, as Uche slowly turned back towards Papa.

“How and when did you become a taxi driver? Where is your father?” Papa asked.

Uche was still trying to speak when Ada interrupted, “Uche, is he right? He knows you for real.”

“This is not Uche, this is Paschal. The son of my boss at Nicks&Hampton, where I used to work.” Papa announced. “What amazes me however, is how he has become a taxi driver within five years I left Nicks&Hampton. You were still in the UK when I was sacked. What happened to you?”

Uche knew he had been caught. There was no point denying any longer, he had to open up. He looked at Ada and beckoned on her to come closer and have a seat.

“It’s a long story, but it won’t have a meaning until it is all over. I’m quite sad that this is happening just at the nick of time when I should be taking the most important step…” Uche went on.

“You still have not answered Ada’s question, are you truly who my husband recognises you to be?” Mama asked, impatient to confirm the validity of the story.

“Yes it is true.” Uche responded. One glance at Ada’s face made him realize how disappointed she was.

“Why then did you lie to us? Why did you do all these? What are your motives?” The questions were pouring so fast from Ada’s lips that it took Mama’s intervention to stop her.

“I’ll explain, but not now. You may not understand.” Uche responded.

“What do you mean by that? Mr Paschal or whatever your name is, why have you deceived us all the while? Answer the question or leave!” Ada was enraged.

Uche was shocked at Ada’s last words. He fought hard to say something but the words won’t come out. His legs became weak to move as well. He remained on a spot, looking blankly at Ada.

“Oh…you won’t leave? I’ll leave for you instead.” Ada walked out of the ward, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

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“Where is the boy, where are my papers?” That was the first statement J-boy made to Sunky as soon as he appeared at their usual meeting place on campus.

“You won’t believe how much I have searched for him all around school since yesterday. He was last seen going to class to read, but I searched virtually every reading room on campus and couldn’t find him. He hasn’t returned to his room up till now. I wonder what’s happening. I can’t explain his mysterious disappearance.” Sunky explained with jitters all over him.

J-boy puffed up smoke from his lips and nostrils and spoke. “You mean to tell me that you can’t find that boy within this premises? you let him get away?”

“Not exactly boss. I think he’s scared, he probably realized his mistakes and decided to go into hiding. But I know for sure he won’t be hiding for too long, he’ll appear soon. Just give me some time. I’ll deliver.”

J-boy was visibly unhappy. He wondered what stunt Tunji could be up to. He felt like seeing him at that moment and strangling him to death, but what seemed more important to him was to retrieve the deal documents that was with Tunji. The money at stake wasn’t huge compared to deals he had carried out successfully in the past, but $2million was still a lot of money to let go. The money had to come first, punishing Tunji for his folly could happen at any other time.

“That boy truly lacks spine. If not, he won’t go into hiding. Wherever he may choose to hide, you need to dig him out and get my papers from him. I’ll fashion a way to deal with him, just retrieve those documents.” J-boy doled out instructions to Sunky.

“Yes boss, I’ll do just that.” The hapless Sunky responded. “Can I go back into campus now? I need to go to his department. He hardly misses classes, if there’s any hope of catching him, it’s in the lecture rooms.”

“Wait a minute, you know one or two people who are his friends, and who’ll probably know his whereabouts, don’t you?” J-boy asked.

“True.” Sunky’s eyes seemed to have suddenly opened. “There’s only one person who’ll definitely know where Tunji is hiding, and can lead us to him.”

“Go quickly! Go get me the person. Now!!!”

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IRS 305 class had just finished and students trooped out of SSLT1 and to their various destinations. It was the last class of the day. Amaka scanned through the trooping students but could not find Tunji. Neither did she find Jumoke whom she hoped would know where Tunji can be found.

Amaka badly wanted to apologise for her rash behaviour towards Tunji the night before. She had spent the night regretting why she picked up an unnecessary quarrel with her heartthrob. She was concerned about Tunji’s dealings with Sunky, and she only thought pressurising him was the only key to know what was between them. She knew they both were up to no good, but Tunji wouldn’t just open up.

After waiting for long ten minutes, she decided to go back to her hostel. She tried his number again, but it was switched off. She silently hoped Tunji wasn’t avoiding her. She was startled by a voice behind her.

“Amaka, how are you” it was Ngozi. She seemed excited about something.

“I’m fine” Amaka responded, trying hard to hide her worries from Ngozi who would do nothing else but mock her.

“You don’t look fine o. Something seems wrong. Talk to me.” Ngozi was an expert in figuring Amaka out and she had a way of making her talk.

“I’m fine Ngozi. I’m only looking for Tunji.” Amaka responded.

“Oh that boy? He should not be far away, you’ll definitely find him later at night. He will come to your room as usual.” Ngozi tried to lift her friend’s spirit. “Anyways, I have better news o.”

“What is it?” Amaka raised her eyebrows, wondering what news Ngozi had to share.

“There are some white men who need company of some ladies. The pay is bumper, and I gathered that they just want to have fun for a few hours. No overnight parole.” Ngozi announced.

The disappointed Amaka couldn’t say a word, she only managed a hiss and continued walking.

“What’s that? Aren’t you interested in this too? This is not Chief Deji ooo, these white men are sure people.” Ngozi continued, trying to cajole her friend.

Amaka was fighting hard not to embarrass Ngozi in the middle of campus and in broad daylight. She was however bailed by the sight of Jumoke around whitehouse and she hastened her steps to catch up with her.

“Ngozi, I have heard you. I’ll think about it, but I need to catch up with someone ahead now” she said and sped away.

“Hello Jummy” she managed to speak as she tapped Jumoke’s shoulders, trying to catch her breath.

“Hello Amaka.”

“Please I have been searching for Tunji all day, do you know where he is?”

“I have not seen him today also. His number is not available as well. I was hoping you would know too.” Jumoke responded.

“This is serious. I was with him around 8pm yesternight, but we didn’t read together.” Amaka explained.

“Where then could he be? He didn’t show up for class too.” Jumoke was worried too. She tried his number but got no response. “Let’s chill for a while, he will reach out to either of us when his phone is available.”

“Thanks” Amaka was unhappy and she turned to walk away.

A dark guy in shades appeared behind her, and tapped her on the shoulders. He handed over a note to her and walked away briskly.

“What’s that?” The confused Jumoke asked.

“I don’t know… It’s a note.” Amaka opened the note and lifted up her eyes to look at Jumoke. “It’s from Tunji.” She announced.

Jumoke quickly joined Amaka in reading the content of the letter, and by the time they finished reading, they exchanged quick glances.

“This is weird, coming from Tunji.” Jumoke spoke. “And why did he have to send a stranger to deliver a note?” Jumoke was queasy about the whole development.

“I wonder what he’s up to. I just hope he hasn’t gotten himself into trouble.” Amaka responded. “I’ll however go and meet him where he’s asked me to. Please give me your phone number so I can call you to inform you of what happened.”

They exchanged contacts and Amaka walked away. Jumoke looked on hoping she made the right decision.

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Professor Sagat’s words kept ringing in Gbade’s ears as he drove. Too many things were happening at the same time, and they were too fast for him to comprehend.

His life and his son’s would end in the next 36hrs, unless Amaka was found. He had just lost his daughter…or his supposed daughter as Sagat seemed to be implying that Jessica wasn’t his daughter after all.

Juliet would have questions to answer. Gbade’s first instinct was to drive back home to his wife and inquire from her if truly, Jessica wasn’t his daughter, but he thought against doing that as there was no proof to his allegations other than Sagat’s words. And even if he was to use that, Juliet shouldn’t know about his dealings with Sagat. It became apparent that he and Juliet had secrets in their cupboard which they had both carefully hidden from each other. But the question was; who will open up first.

Juliet’s case, though terrible as it, was far less significant to the impending doom awaiting him and his ‘bonafide’ son. The logical thing to do was to go after Amaka.

He took a u-turn immediately and turned towards Osogbo. He sped with the consciousness that every passing minute was valuable. He narrowly avoided accidents countless times, and after an hour and forty-five minutes, he was at the Grace Hotels in Osogbo, where Deji was lodged.

“Right on time. How was the trip? And how’s your daughter’s health?” Deji asked him after settling down.

“I lost Jessica.” Gbade announced.

“Oh my God. I’m so sorry about that. How’s Juliet, hope she’s not taking it too hard on herself” Deji continued.

“She’ll be fine. I just have a lot of questions to ask her”

“How do you mean?”

“Jessica may not have been my daughter afterall…” Gbade announced after a brief pause.

“Where’s all these coming from?” Deji was petrified.

“I stormed to Sagat’s temple as soon as Jessica died. I was bitter that the spirits took my daughter even before seven days was complete. But Sagat made me understand that she died of natural causes and the spirits wouldn’t have taken her because she wasn’t of my blood. He told me Dominic is my only son and child!… To make matters worse, Dominic might die after me if I don’t find Amaka before tomorrow.” Gbade explained.

“This is serious” Deji was just as concerned. He went to his friend and patted him on the shoulders. “Not to worry, we’ll pull through this ordeal, we can investigate Sagat’s claims once this is over. We are in this together.” Deji encouraged him.

“Stand up… I have a surprise for you” Deji continued.

Gbade didn’t seem interested in any surprises.

“Come with me” Deji pulled him up and took him to a dark room. He switched on a dim light and a figure was tied to a chair, blindfolded and facing the wall.

“Who is this?” Gbade asked.

Deji raised the blindfold on the figure and revealed the face. Gbade moved round to behold the face and what he saw left his mouth wide open.

To Be Continued Next Week….

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