SHADES OF LUST Episode 1-20

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SHADES OF LUST Episode 1-20


Episode 1

In front of an uncompleted one storey building, stood a boy of about twenty three years old. He was standing in front of a fresh grave, holding a candle with his right hand as tears fell from his eyes.

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My name is Jude Ibeh, a half Nigerian, and half American. Yes I used the term because my mother was a white American while my father was a Nigerian, however I never got to know my mum because she died when I was two years old leaving me solely under my dad’s care who did a good job raising me up. All I inherited from my mother was her skin color and smile.
I grew to love my dad with all my heart even though we disagreed on many things because he was so traditional and had a sort of old school mentality. He believed a lot in tradition and wanted me to accept all his beliefs which never went down well with me.
I was forced to return to Nigerian for my university education after high school without caring for my feelings. Yes Nigeria is a great country but the temperature, attitude of the people and everything about the country never suited my lifestyle.

I was admitted into Imo state university to study industrial chemistry and it really was hell for me. The lecture rush, the intonation of lecturers, the overcrowding of lecture halls, the noise and the struggles really left a sore taste in my mouth. I simply managed to pass over to my second year with lots of carryovers and yes the second year was equally stressful but much better because I was slowly adapting much to my dad’s pleasure.

But on my third year when I was finally about becoming a full time Igbo boy, my dad left me all alone in the world. He returned to Nigeria on March 1st 2012 for a little business but never lived to see the next day. You can’t imagine the shock I had when I got a call from one of my uncles that my father was dead. That he died in his sleep.
I simply couldn’t believe my ears. It sounded so unreal and unbelievable but on getting home I found out that the only person I had in the world was gone. My life instantly came to a standstill. I just felt like killing myself and leaving the world as well.

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My dad’s burial was quickly organized by my uncles who didn’t give me any say in the matter since I wasn’t yet recognized as a man. I knew my dad was murdered but I had no evidence. I had no money. I equally wasn’t man enough to challenge anyone.
I simply was in a tight corner and all I did was observe and cry out my heart.

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After the burial, I was left all alone to manage and cater for myself. I just didn’t know what to think or where to start reorganizing my life. I wasn’t good at any type of hustling. Menial jobs just weren’t for me and my uncles never seemed to care.
My dad equally never left much for me apart from the uncompleted building at home and the little he had left in his bank account after the burial ceremony.

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As I stood before my father’s grave, crying out my heart. I was at lost. I was so empty and alone. I never knew life could be so difficult and mean. I badly had the urge to abandon my studies and return to America but none of the options before me looked easy.

I felt a strong hand land on my shoulder. I turned to see one of my senior cousins smiling at me. I looked at him and swallowed hard. Kelvin was the only person who cared of my well-being during the course of my father’s burial but then his father was equally one of my uncles that I was suspecting over my father’s strange death which made me not to trust his kind gestures towards me.

Kelvin was around twenty eight years old. He looked quite rich and had two expensive cars that rolled people’s eyes but then no one could say exactly the business he was into and he never cared what people felt about his source of wealth.

‘’I know how you feel right now. I know you think the world is nothing but hell. I’m here to help you. I’m here to turn you into something you never imagined you would be. Stop crying for your dad. He is already done. It’s now left for you to continue his legacy. You are going back with me to the city and I will teach you how to survive in a Nigerian way.’’ He said with a smile while I curiously stared at him a bit confused over his words.

‘’How to survive in a Nigerian way’’ I muttered over and over to myself as I stared at him.

Episode 2

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’are you for real?’’ I asked breathlessly as a new kind of relief filled my entire being. I wasn’t expecting such generosity. It really came as a great surprise to me.

‘’we will leave for the city in two days. You will stay with me until you get your spirit back’’ he answered, tapped my shoulder and left with a smile. And that was how I became very close to Kelvin.
We left the village two days later and headed to his house as he promised. He owned a very cute bungalow, well furnished and designed with superior taste.

‘’this is my house. I pay no rent to anyone’’ he revealed as we walked into the plush apartment, leaving me gasping with disbelief as I imagined how much he’s worth.

‘’this is not only my home but yours as well. In no time you will understand a lot. You will get answers to the questions I know running through your young mind’’ he said with a savvy smile. I shrugged and smiled at him.

Kelvin’s side of the story

My uncle’s death really came as a great blow to me. He was the only uncle that encouraged and regularly sent me money when I dropped out of school due to my stupidity years ago.
Before his death, he confided in me that he planned returning permanently to Nigeria to run a business. He never told me the details of the business or who was helping him with it. Hence my great surprise to learn of his death, just a day after his arrival to the country.
Yes it definitely looked like murder to me even though the medical report obtained said he died of natural causes. I was just so helpless and couldn’t do a thing than to observe as my father and uncles speedily buried the unfortunate man, leaving his young son who really didn’t know much about life or Nigeria to fend on his own.

Jude was more of an American than a Nigerian. The color of his skin, his voice, his behavior, the way he walked and everything about him was just American. I took pity on him and had to offer him a life even though what I was offering was a life of crime but then with it he could maintain his rich lifestyle, finish his education and be a good man.

So what exactly do I mean by a life of crime?? Hmmmm

Yes having dropped out of school, my parents cursed and left me on my own. I had to survive. I had to do everything to make money and of course I succeeded.

I had to join some friends in yahoo scam, we lied, we duped, we robbed unfortunate victims but it never stopped there. We upgraded to kidnapping and oil theft. In two years I had a house in Owerri where I based, plus a very fat bank account. The easiest way to make real money was through crime but it equally was the easiest to die.

Young Jude had the looks, the charms and the brain for business. Everything about him was good for business and as his new guardian, my job was to take care of him and help him to the top via any means.

Nevertheless I still had my doubts. Jude looked so tender and gentle. Somehow I was scared if he could really live up to expectation.

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HOURS LATER;
Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’Thanks Kelvin for everything. You are the last person I expected to help me’’ I said to him with a heart filled with gratitude as we enjoyed an evening meal in a very plush fast food joint. He smiled and nodded.

‘’so tell me, are you a virgin?’’ he suddenly asked, leaving me totally embarrassed. I almost choked with embarrassment.

‘’come on be free with me” he urged with a short laugh. I shrugged with hesitation as my school life flashed back to my head. I never had a girlfriend but my affluent lifestyle and look really left a dozen girls on my speed dial.

‘’no, I’m no virgin’’ I stammered softly. He laughed and offered his hand for a handshake.

‘’that’s good’’ he surprisingly said, leaving me wondering what he asked the uncomfortable question for.

I had my doubts about Kelvin but he was a very likeable parson and the only one that offered me what no one else cared to offer me. I had to be strong and focused to survive and dig out those behind my father’s death.

Episode 3

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’So how about I arrange a girl to cheer you up?’’ Kelvin suddenly suggested, putting a tempting offer before me. I quickly shook my head.

‘’I just buried my father. No I don’t need a woman now’’ I breathed with a frown.

‘’that’s cool, but you should learn how to put aside your grief and move on with life’’ he advised softly. I sipped my drink, kept quiet for a while before throwing him a very curious look.

‘’my father was murdered. Do you have any idea who could be responsible?’’ I asked, leaving him extremely surprised with my question. At first he looked quite shocked but quickly composed himself.

‘’actually I have no idea of what exactly led to your father’s death but supposing I have something about that, I won’t tell you because you are in no position to do anything about it. You have to first relax, face your life, survive before asking questions unless you wish to die at a young age’’ he answered guardedly , leaving me shrugging with resignation.

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‘’I really want you to join my line of business. That’s the only way you can survive, make enough money to pay your bills and live a much fulfilled life. You see I run a string of networks that cut across multimillion Naira scams, forgery, gambling and so on. I have been doing it for years and yes I currently have everything I want in life. I shouldn’t be telling you all these but I think it’s my responsibility to open a good road for you. Your dad helped me when everyone turned against me. I have to reciprocate that gesture but I don’t know how strong you are’’ he breathed as we headed home minutes later.
I threw him a quick look, unable to say a word. Of course crime is something that always sends a chill through an innocent man’s heart. I felt suddenly cold.

‘’apart from the car your dad left behind, how much money do you have left?’’ he asked. I shrugged and breathed deeply.

‘’it’s not much. It won’t even last up to five months’’ I answered. He smiled.

‘’I easily could pay your school fees and support your education but after that what next?. Having a university education is no longer a guarantee of getting a good job. Most graduates now end up working at factories and workshops of school drop outs like me. Believe me, if you can be a part of my network, you will have a company of your own within four years’’ he said seriously.

‘’but why are you telling me all these bro?. You know we are not that close for you to be opening up to me this way?’’ I asked curiously. He smiled.

‘’yes I know but I always follow my heart and this time it led me to you’’ he answered.

‘’but what truly are the chances of being caught?’’ I asked.

‘’hmmm well I sincerely can’t say because no one in my network has ever been caught. We don’t pull any deal without first making sure it’s safe. We have people in every key country and bank. You have nothing to fear bro’’ he answered, leaving me totally convinced. I breathed deeply and nodded.

‘’fine I’m good to go” I breathed, leaving a very big smile on his face.

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I ended up spending three weeks at his house and what a hectic three weeks it was. I learnt a lot. I learnt that social networks just weren’t there for chatting alone, but also a very good fishing ground for scam victims. I learnt the act of fishing, profiling, packaging and presentation. I learnt to assume many identities. I even learnt some foreign ways of communicating. I learnt a whole lot with Kelvin who used the first three weeks I spent with him to teach me the secret behind online scamming.

At the end of three weeks I returned to my hostel to see if I could continue with my university education from where I abandoned it months earlier.
I returned to school a different person. I returned to school with a different mindset.

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My hostel mates all rushed into my room the moment they learnt I was back to pay their condolences. I had lots of questions to answer and no matter how hard I tried to be free with them; they all noticed that I was changed.

One after the other they soon left, finally leaving Tracy and I alone in my room.

Tracy was my course mate and someone very dear to me. She really helped me a lot in my first year and equally was very helpful in my second year.
I had to move over to my current hostel earlier in the year just to be closer to her. But my feelings for her were simply pure and harmless. I saw her as a very innocent girl who never deserved to be harmed and I never for once had any strange or bad ideas for her.
Even when I had sharp quickies with other girls, I made sure she never got to know about it. She was the only girl that understood me. But for the first time in my life, I was very uncomfortable being alone with her.

‘’you lost your dad and you never invited anyone to his burial, including me. I only got to hear about it from a course mate. And now you are acting so strange and different. What’s really going on?. You can still confide in me’’ she demanded, drawing close to hold my hand. I looked away, avoiding her gaze for no just reason. Her presence made me feel totally uncomfortable.

‘’I lost my dad. He was killed. I have no one else. I’m all alone in a country that is still a bit foreign to me. I have bills to pay. My school fees, hostel rent, test book, feeding and everything. Why won’t I look different with such problems bugging me?’’ I asked breathlessly.

‘’I understand. That’s why you should always confide in me. I’m not from a poor family. We can always find a way out, just like we did in our first year. ‘’ she said tightening her grip on me. I quickly broke free from her, stood up and breathed deeply.

‘’never mind, I already have found a way out. I have a new means of taking care of myself’’ I said without thinking, leaving her staring at me with great astonishment.

‘’what in the world are you talking about. Can you put me through please?’’ she demanded like a caring wife, leaving speechless as I instantly searched for a lie to cover my outburst but couldn’t find any.

I really liked Tracy but I had to keep some things from her to retain her respect.

Episode 4

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’listen Tracy. I’m no longer the spoilt good for nothing rich dude you used to know. I’m now nothing. I’m now nobody. I can’t even afford to take you out or buy lunch for you like I used to do in the past’’ I confessed for no reason, leaving the young girl totally shocked with my comment.

‘’are you trying to insult me or what?. Are you trying to say that I have been your friend all these while for your money or what?. I see you have nothing to talk about. You know where to find me when you get a grip of yourself’’ she replied with great energy, hissed and headed to the door. I instantly regretted every word I said to her.
It really was the first time she was getting angry with me. I kind of felt it.

‘’I’m so sorry for attacking you. I just haven’t been myself since I lost my dad and returning to the hostel really disorganized my head. I’m sorry’’ I apologized.. She stopped, turned and faced me.

‘’sharing your feelings, confiding in someone you trust can be helpful in your present condition. I suggest you talk to me. Open your heart to me. Share your feelings with me’’ she demanded soothingly, drawing close to me once again. I bit my lips and stared at her for some seconds.

‘’You won’t understand how I feel right now’’ I breathed, staring deep into her eyes.

‘’My dad was murdered. I was told he died in his sleep but that’s a mystery I’m so eager to unravel. My uncles all teamed up and organized a quick burial without considering my feelings with the pretence of cutting costs. My dad was in the country for a business he told me he was setting up the last time we talked. He equally had plans of completing his house in the village and marrying a new wife. No one has been able to give account of how his money grew winds or why he died so mysteriously. Now out of nowhere, one of my cousins is offering to help me stand on my feet. But I don’t trust him. I feel there is more to his help. I was with him for three weeks and he taught me stuffs that I never knew were real, Stuffs that I’m so ashamed to talk about. Here I’m so confused, so empty and so tired of life’’ I poured out solemnly, covering my face with my palms. Tracy drew closer, took down my hands and searched my eyes for a while before surprising me with a hug. And yes I badly needed the hug.

‘’you have every reason to be suspicious and concerned. You have every reason to seek for the truth but you are not yet ready for such because if indeed your dad was murdered, it means the murderer is still out there observing your movements. You have to let it go for now at least until you finish your education’’ she advised softly.

‘’you said your cousin is teaching you stuffs?. What exactly is he teaching you?’’ she suddenly demanded, throwing me off balance with her question.

‘’Tracy please don’t ask me that question. I beg of you. Let’s just forget about all I said to you’’ I begged softly. She stared at me suspiciously before shrugging with resignation.

‘’you have to be careful Jude. I hope no one is trying to manipulate or put you in trouble after murdering your father’’ she breathed, leaving the idea embedded in my heart as we stared at each other.

‘’perhaps Kelvin could really be behind my father’s death’’ I wondered for the umpteenth time as Tracy’s eyes met mine.
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meanwhile @joe’s Gym, works layout,
Kelvin’s side of the story continues
(Inside the gym; Kelvin and his friend Joe are seen having a heated discussion. The two guys have been friends for a long time)

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‘’so I hope your young cousin is learning very fast?’’ Joe asked me.

‘’yes the boy is a quick learner. He has the brain. But seriously I do feel guilty for his father’s death. You can’t believe the man called me to be with him the day he arrived town but I couldn’t honor his invitation because I was busy with Cynthia. I feel the man was murdered and perhaps I would have prevented it supposing I honored his invitation to be with him’’ I confessed with great guilt.

‘’jeez’’ Joe breathed.

‘’I feel so responsible. You can’t believe that the man’s money and everything just disappeared without a trace. He confided in me before coming to the country that he was setting up a business in Nigeria. I don’t have details of the business or names of his partners. His death was just so clean and untraceable’’ I added, shaking my head.

‘’he died in the village?’’ Joe asked. I nodded.

‘’yes and that’s the most confusing thing. The man always spent the night in the city whenever he was in the country but I was surprised that he spent the night in his small old house in the village. You know the old house behind the new building?’’ I explained to Joe who nodded silently.

‘’whoever killed him will have me to battle. Tomorrow I will be going to the village to confront my father. I feel he is hiding something with his brothers’’ I resolved while my friend shrugged.

‘’you are not good at playing the good guy. I hope you don’t fail in this new quest of yours’’ he grinned, lighting up a cigarette as I looked down with great worry.

Episode 5

Kelvin’s side of the story continues

Early the next morning, I headed to the village to confront my dad. Deep down I was extremely anxious. A part of me needed the truth while another part of me was scared of what the truth could reveal. I prayed for my dad not to be involved in the silly scandal. Of courses his involvement would affect my plans and everything I stood for.

I just wasn’t myself as I drove into our compound that early morning. I arrived home quite on time to join my parents on breakfast. Dad was of course so surprised with my unannounced visit and as soon as we were alone, he threw the first serious question.

‘’I know you aren’t here for breakfast, so what brought you home this early?’’ he asked curiously. I smiled, studying him keenly.
My old man really was a nice man who had the best plans for me. He wanted me to be a medical doctor. He wanted me to be the first doctor in the family and when I dropped out of school, he was so totally devastated, to the extent of washing his hands off me.
However when I left for the city and started making my money, he was forced to tolerate me once again, even though the pain of disappointment was still very much in him.

‘’it’s because of Jude that I’m here dad’’ I breathed while he drew back with concern.

‘’how about him?. Don’t tell me something happened to him?. You know I was glad when you took him to the city’’ he muttered anxiously.

‘’the boy is fine but I just want to know how his father really died and why you guys hurriedly buried him?’’ I asked curiously.

‘’oh not again’’ he breathed looking down.

‘’you know the boy’s father was a brother i cherished the most. He never kept anything from me till his death. I was with him the evening before his death. He spoke of many things. He told me about a shipping business he was about starting in the country. He equally told me about the lady he planned marrying. Yes the lady was with him that evening. He introduced her to me but I really didn’t pay a very close attention to her because of my bad eyesight. But she’s very pretty and a bit advanced in age. She looked about thirty to thirty three years old. Things played out so fast my son. In the morning we discovered my brother dead and all alone. The woman wasn’t there and there wasn’t any way to find her and you know leaving my brother’s body in the morgue for such investigation could drag on to a year. Who would foot the bills?. Moreover the hospital we took him to said he died of natural causes. We had no choice than to bury him’’ he explained while I shook my head with anger.

‘’dad I’m totally disappointed. You and your brothers just buried one of your own like a dog just because of this silly excuse. Can I have the keys to my uncle’s house?. I know you still have the spare?’’ I demanded with a raised tone, leaving him indecisive for some seconds. He finally rose up, went to his room and returned with the keys.

‘’find the woman and perhaps, you would get all the answers you seek’’ he said with a solemn tone as he handed the keys over to me.

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I quickly headed to my late uncle’s old house to see if I could find anything that would lead me to the mystery woman. I made my way to his room and calmly searched every bit of it. All I could find was his suitcase which had many documents inside. I couldn’t go through the documents that minute, instead I grabbed the suitcase and left the house with it. My plan was to take my time in going through the documents in my house.

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I returned to the city two hours later, so anxious to go through the documents. The first thing that greeted my eyes as I opened the first envelope I saw inside the suitcase was a signed Cheque meant for a lady with the name ‘’JESSICA SIMON”. My hands shook as I stared at the paper, trying to come out with an idea. But I barely had the time to think out anything when I got a phone call from Cynthia that she was being detained at a police station.

‘’please come bail me dear. I can’t stand this place’’ she begged, leaving me with no choice than to abandon all I was doing and head over to the station to bail her a-s out.

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That very same day,
Jude’s side of the story

I stared at the huge lecture notes before me, clueless on how to photocopy all of them. I really missed a lot of tests and assignments even though Tracy did her best in covering some for me.

‘’I don’t how this semester will be. I give up’’ I breathed to an astonished Tracy.

‘’you just have to relax; little by little you will cover everything. Tomorrow we can start by meeting the lecturers you missed their tests to explain your situation.’’ She suggested.

‘’I have to go. I have to go cool off’’ I breathed, standing up.

‘’don’t tell me you are leaving the class?. It’s barely 12pm and we have lecture by 12:30pm’’ she reminded me but my mind was already made up to leave the class.

‘’we will see in the hostel. Just take care’’ I said to her, walked out of the class and headed to my dad’s car, where I relaxed for some seconds before driving away. I headed straight to Kelvin’s house to cool off.

On getting to the house, I found it locked, but I had the spare keys he gave me. I easily let myself in, fetched a can of coke from his fridge, switched on the TV and settled down to rest. When I tried changing the channel, I couldn’t find the remote and had to go over to his room to see if he left it there. But on getting to the room, a strange sight greeted me.
‘’I FOUND MY DAD’S SUITCASE AND DOCUMENTS SCATTERED OVER HIS BED’’ I couldn’t believe my eyes as my imaginations ran wild.

‘’how could I be so stupid to believe his friendly gestures?. Of course he killed my dad. This is strong evidence’’ I shook with great rage as I backed out of his room and headed to the kitchen to grab a knife.

To be continued.

 


 

Episode 6

Jude’s side of the story continues

After grabbing a small knife at the kitchen, I slowly calmed down to weigh the consequences of my decision. Yes I was determined to stab Kelvin. I was determined to kill him like he did to my dad but after killing him what next?, I asked myself over and over.

Of course I knew killing him won’t be any easy and covering the crime equally won’t be an easy thing. Then living with such deed in my conscience equally could kill me. I wasn’t a killer. It wasn’t in my blood. But I just couldn’t let him get away so easily. I so was totally convinced that he killed my dad for money. The suitcase and documents in his room were enough evidence to seal my mind.

I slowly went back to the bedroom, packed up the documents and headed to the sitting with the suitcase in my left hand. I really was confused. I just was in a hopeless state.
Luckily, I didn’t wait long before Kelvin walked into his apartment with a well built lady. His reaction on seeing me with the suitcase was so revealing. He simply froze with great surprise as his eyes fell on the suitcase. He couldn’t say a word. Of course what was there to say?. He wasn’t expecting to see me and so had nothing prepared to tell me.

It was my chance to strike him dead with the knife. It was the opportunity I needed to avenge my father’s death but as the opportunity stared at me on the face, I realized that it wasn’t easy to take a man’s life. My hand trembled but I held onto the knife strongly with my right hand while the suitcase rested strongly in my left hand.

The lady with him stared at me suspiciously, too stunned or perhaps confused to say a word.

I hissed, threw down the knife and walked out of the apartment without saying a word to anyone.

‘’Jude, please wait. I have to explain’’ I heard Kelvin beg as he ran after me but I wasn’t ready to listen to him. I wasn’t ready to listen to his explanation. I couldn’t bear listening to his reason on why he killed my father.

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Kelvin’s side of the story

I really wasn’t pleased going to the police station to bail out Cynthia but it was something I had to do in order to continue enjoying the numerous benefits I had with her. Cynthia was a seamstress and a big time trouble maker. A no nonsense lady who was scared of no one, but then she equally was as strong as a tiger on bed which made her very precious to me. Anytime we had s-x, it was nothing but a competition on who would get tired first. She really was very valuable to me and her sexual prowess made me blinded to her faults even though sometimes I was forced to meddle in to her business just like I was being forced to come bail her out from police custody.

On getting to the police station, I learnt she was involved in a fight with a neighbor who threw dirty water in front of her shop. It really was a little issue which dragged into a fight, forcing a police team passing by to cash in on the opportunity to make some money by detaining the two women.

I ended up spending five thousand naira I never planned spending.

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‘’I’m so sorry dear. I’m sorry for making you spend your hard earned money this afternoon. It’s just that the silly girl refused listening to my pleas to stop throwing dirty water in front of my shop. Imagine after washing her plates and cleaning up her restaurant every morning she would throw the water in front of my shop because she comes very early in the morning when no one will see her. I just couldn’t take it anymore and had to slap her’’ Cynthia apologized and explained as we left the police station but my mind wasn’t on her explanation. All I wanted was to go home and get done with the documents I was in the process of checking out before I was invited to the police station.

‘’I know you are very angry with me?. I’m very sorry. How about we go to your house and see who has the strongest appetite for s-x today?’’ she pushed on, arousing me with her words as her left hand slowly reached for my trouser zip, putting a smile over my face.

‘’hmmmmm, let’s get home first’’ I breathed and softly pushed off her hand from my trouser.

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The joy on my face however disappeared the moment I walked into my apartment to see Jude holding the suitcase with one hand and a kitchen knife with another hand. I simply was at lost on what to say or do. I wasn’t expecting him; I wasn’t prepared in any way.
I knew I was wrong to go through his father’s things without first consulting him. I knew he had every reason to feel bad and suspicious but then all I did was done out of good faith, moreover he was too young to understand. I tried to talk but just couldn’t.

Luckily, he threw down the knife and ran out of the apartment with the suitcase which had the evidence I needed in investigating his father’s death, forcing me to run after him with no success. I returned to my sitting room to face Cynthia who had a thousand and one questions to ask me but I was in no mood to speak to her.

Jude really was spoiling things without realizing it.

Episode 7

Jude’s side of the story continues

I returned to my hostel to cry out my heart. I couldn’t believe all I just discovered were real. Kelvin was the only family I had left and discovering his deceit really left a great hollow in my heart. I was beginning to grow fond of him. I was beginning to feel at peace with him only to discover that he wasn’t clean after all. I felt all alone. I felt empty. I felt so sad. My heart yearned for vengeance but I was too scared and weak to confront him like a man.

‘’dear lord, you are all I got now’’ I prayed earnestly.

Tracy walked into my room an hour later with a frown on her face. It was very obvious she wasn’t pleased with the way I left school earlier in the day and the last thing I wanted that afternoon was a scolding from her. I quickly closed my eyes to avoid her gaze. She sat beside me on the bed, hesitated for some seconds before shaking me violently.

‘’so you left school just to come here and sleep?. That’s a very silly attitude. I’m far from happy with you’’ she breathed fiercely. I opened my eyes, stared at her for a while before sitting up.

‘’I went to my cousin’s house to relax , only to find my dad’s documents on his bed’’ I slowly said to her, pointing to the suitcase which was under my reading table. She gasped with surprise, reached forward and grabbed the suitcase.

‘’I couldn’t believe it. I felt he killed my dad for the contents of that suitcase and then tried to befriend me for a reason best known only to him. The painful thing is that I can’t do anything to him. I can’t report him to the police because I lack strong evidence. But I still believe he will come here with a story to convince me on letting go of the suitcase.’’ I slowly opened up to her.

‘’this is serious. I can’t believe this’’ she breathed.

‘’take the bag to your room. Hide it for me. I will figure out something soon’’ I breathed. She nodded, stood up and disappeared to her room with the suitcase. I fell back on my bed with tears in my eyes.

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Kelvin’s side of the story continues

‘’I know you won’t tell me what the scene I just witnessed was all about?’’ Cynthia asked, sitting on my laps. I shook my head and closed my eyes. My head just was filled up. I wasn’t myself after the incredible scene with Jude.

‘’sometimes you treat me as if I’m nothing but a call girl to you. I can tolerate anything but not being ignored. Very well, I’m leaving and don’t ever come looking for me again’’ she threatened, jumped off my body , grabbed her bag and headed to the door.

‘’I’m sorry my love. Don’t go away please’’ I forced myself to apologize, standing to meet her. She stopped, stared at me and smiled.

‘’the boy found his late father’s documents in my room and just over-reacted’ I explained. She nodded.

‘’I was investigating the man’s death and had to take some of his things without the boy’s knowledge which he found in my room. I guess he’s mind is running wild right now’’ I explained, while she came forward and threw her hands around my neck.

‘’you have to let him cool down first before explaining to him. By tomorrow, you can find a way to talk to him’’ she advised and kissed me. I licked my lips and unbuttoned her shirt.

‘’how about we play the match right here, right now. No holds barred’’ I suggested with a short laugh, taking off my shirt. She laughed and rolled her eyes.

‘’naughty boy, you want no holds by this time of the day?. I have my business to run jare. Let’s just do a quickie and that’s it’’ she muttered, taking off the rest of her clothes while I positioned myself for a quick d—-e quickie.

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Jude’s side of the story continues

By 9pm, Tracy and I were all alone in her room. We lay beside each other like happy lovers and it just looked as if we just had a great s-x even though we never kissed for once.

‘’you know you are the only person I now have. The only person I trust. I used to have my suspicions about Kelvin but I had to push everything aside and hope for the best. I really feel bad’’ I muttered with all my heart while she smiled and embraced me with great care, warming my heart with such wonderful gesture. I felt like making love to her there and then. I felt like caressing her hair and licking her dry but something stronger than passion held me back. Perhaps it was respect, perhaps it was the fear of hurting her. I simply swallowed the sexual hunger in me and closed my eyes.

‘’you just have to forget about Kelvin and sleep. We have lectures tomorrow’’ she added softly.

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Early the next morning, Tracy woke me up to inform me that a man was waiting for me outside her room.
‘’he said his name is Kelvin. I guess someone directed him to my room when he checked yours’’ she explained softly, leaving me indecisive on whether to ignore him or confront him.

‘’I think the best thing is to hear what he has to say. You can still leave the suitcase with me’’ she suggested like a caring wife and I had no choice than to follow her suggestion, even though deep down I had a little strange fear in me.

‘’I hope involving Tracy in my mess won’t harm her in future’’ I said to myself as I went out to confront Kelvin over again.

Episode 8

Jude’s side of the story continues

I walked out of Tracy’s room to meet Kelvin who was patiently waiting for me. He smiled at me while I looked down with a frown.

‘’listen Jude. You have to quit behaving like a baby and act like a man. If there is anything you wish to say to me, better say it now’’ he demanded with a strong voice. I looked up at him, breathing heavily.

‘’what are my father’s documents doing in your room?. You said you knew nothing about his death but it doesn’t look so’’ I poured out bravely. He drew closer and touched my left shoulder.

‘’listen Jude, supposing I killed your dad, I wouldn’t need you for anything and you wouldn’t be alive today to question my integrity. You just need to think deeply. Why would I give you my house keys if I’m actually guilty like you think? Boy I’m just trying to help you get to the root of your father’s death. If he was actually killed, then you have to know that the murderer is still free out there and you can’t find the person without my help. Inside the suitcase, there is a signed cheque in there. That’s the lead I’m currently following. You have to give me back the suitcase’’ he explained and demanded seriously. I shook my head and staggered back.
Yes his words were totally convincing, his motive seemed genuine but I still had my reservations. I wasn’t willing to give him back the suitcase so easily. I had to study the contents of the suitcase first and I was yet to do it thoroughly.

‘’I will give it back to you but not now’’ I breathed. He shrugged with resignation.

‘’suit yourself. But how about the deals we stopped halfway the other time?. The money is supposed to come in by Monday and we still have a lot to do. You have to come over to my place for us to get done with it or are you no longer interested?’’ he asked curiously while I nodded.

‘’yes, let’s go to my room. I will freshen up and we will go to your house together’’ I answered, leaving him with a sigh of relief.

‘’a friend of mine is among sponsors of a beauty pageant going down this coming Sunday in Abuja. He gave me two VIP tickets and I know you will love to go with me’’ he offered as we walked to my room, leaving an innocent smile over my face.
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I spent the next three days in Kelvin’s house where we worked tirelessly to close a fraud deal worth 15million naira. Yes it wasn’t an easy deal, and the cost of even pulling it was close to 5million naira, not to talk of the percentage his partners were to take out of the deal.
By Saturday evening we flew to Abuja where we were hosted by one of Kelvin’s rich friends.

‘’Edu is now a big time car dealer. You can’t believe two years ago, he had nothing but two shirts and a trouser but now look at him. He has up to twenty graduates in his payroll’’ Kelvin whispered to me with a proud smile.
Yes I was totally impressed by everything he was opening my eyes to.

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Sunday evening, we found ourselves inside an exquisite hotel in the heart of the capital city. The whole environment looked like an entirely different world. I just felt so small in the midst of celebrities, business moguls, fashion designers, TV presenters and politicians. The whole place was just amazing. The show was yet to start when we arrived.

‘’you have to act like you belong here. You have your American upbringing with you. This is the place to showcase it well’’ Kelvin whispered to me with a smile of accomplishment.

For no reason he chose a table already occupied by a very beautiful light skinned lady, who sat alone, with her eyes glued to her phone. However as we approached the table, she raised her eyes to meet my stare and the moment our eyes met, it was as if the world suddenly stopped revolving. She looked so gracious, so charming and so beautiful. She looked quite older than me but it never stopped me from getting greatly attracted to her that instant.

The lady on her own part left her eyes on me longer than necessary, as if she recognized me from somewhere.

Deep down I knew my story was about to change, but what I didn’t know was if it was changing for good or for bad.

Episode 9

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’hi hope you won’t mind us joining you?’’ Kelvin asked the young lady politely. She smiled, throwing him a quick look.

‘’nope I won’t mind sitting with two handsome young men. I’m all alone’’ she answered pleasantly, throwing another quick look at me.

‘’my name is Kelvin and he is Jude, my cousin who just arrived from the states. I’m trying to show him around the country’’ Kelvin said with a smile, trying to start a conversation with her but then her attention was more on me and after Kelvin introduced me, her eyes kind of brightened more.

‘’are you from Colorado?’’ she asked me curiously. I shook my head nervously.

‘’no I grew up in Arlington Virginia’’ I answered nervously. Her eyes instantly fell.

‘’oh I’m sorry. I mistook you for someone else. You resembled an old friend of mine’’ she said with a smile while Kelvin looked on silently.

‘’anyway I’m Mrs. Pamela, wife of a serving senator’’ she introduced herself, leaving me shocked with the revelation. Yes I knew she was very sophisticated and rich but I never imagined her to be the wife of a serving senator, moreover she looked quite young to have a serving senator as a husband. Nevertheless she was a very friendly lady and I kind of had a very strange desire to be with her.

‘’why do you look so surprised?’’ she asked me.

‘’no nothing, just that your husband is a very lucky man’’ I replied softly. She laughed and said nothing else.

The event soon started, capturing our attention. We didn’t say much to each other until she got up to leave three hours later.

‘’I can’t stay any longer. I have to leave now. You can call me up later’’ she said with a smile, offering a business card to me before walking away. I threw a quick look at Kelvin who stared at me with an open mouth.

‘’I guess she has something for small boys. Imagine ignoring me and paying every attention to you’’ he joked as I took a quick look at the business card.

‘’I like her very much and I just feel like being with her. I don’t know why I’m feeling this way’’ I confessed.

‘’you feel nothing but lust. She has a great body but she’s married. She’s married to a senator. Get that into your head’’ he advised and changed the topic without knowing that deep down I had plans for the beautiful lady.

‘’how old do you think she could be?’’ I heard myself ask Kelvin as we left the event hours later. He stared at me suspiciously before shrugging.

‘’Between twenty six to twenty eight years old. She’s quite young’’ he answered with lack of interest, but for me Pamela’s image stuck in my head and refused to leave. It really was my first time of having such strong desire to be with a woman.

We returned to Owerri the next day and yea I returned with Pamela’s image in my head. If not for one thing, I would have thought what I felt was love but perhaps Kelvin was right. What I felt was lust instead.

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Tuesday afternoon, Kelvin transferred one million naira to my account.
‘’that’s your share for a well done job. The money got in yesterday and you know we have to work harder for another pay. Please use the money wisely. And save as much as you can’’ he advised me with a smile.
I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe myself. I couldn’t believe I could make so much money by only by sitting at home, working with a computer. I felt on top of the world. It was the first money I ever earned with my sweat.

I quickly rushed to the bank, withdrew thirty thousand naira and headed straight to a boutique where I bought a fancy gown and necklace for Tracy. I equally bought fried rice, chicken and ice cream from a fast food joint close by. My plan was to surprise her with the gifts and equally make use of the opportunity to apologize to her. Because all through the weekend I ignored her calls and messages due to the fact that I had no tangible excuse to give her on why i was away from school and I still badly needed her friendship and help.

I headed straight to the hostel with all I bought, hoping to buy her with the gifts. But it was a miscalculated effort because she shut the door on my face the moment she noticed I was the person knocking on her door.

‘’listen Jude, I don’t know what is going on with you anymore and I don’t associate with any guy who doesn’t take his future seriously. You just have to forget about our friendship. We have nothing in common any longer’’ she shouted from her room, leaving me stunned.

‘’this isn’t the way to treat a friend. At least you should have offered a listening ear to me first before concluding things in your mind’’ I shouted back, banging on her door. She opened the door once again, this time holding the suitcase I left in her care.

‘’you have to take your dad’s stuff. I don’t want it in my room anymore’’ she breathed as her eyes fell on the things I bought for her.

‘’I know you are angry. And you have every right to be angry with me. But please leave my dad’s stuff out of this. I left it in your care for a reason’’ I begged.

‘’just get out of here please’’ she muttered, sighed and shut her door again. Her action r4eally annoyed me in a way because she wasn’t my girlfriend even though we shared many things in common. I simply turned and returned to my room with all the stuffs I bought for her, regretting ever spending my money on them.

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The next day, Tracy carried on with her attitude of the previous day. She simply ignored me even though I prepared for school very early because of her and without her company in school I felt out of place and had to leave before the second lecture of the day.

The next few days would have been extremely boring for me if not for Pamela who turned out to be a very free and jovial lady. After reaching her on phone where I introduced myself all over again, she kind of became very free with me, to the extent of adding me up on her social media accounts. She was mostly active on bbm.

In no time we developed a very strong bond. I told her almost everything about myself, though I lied about my age by claiming to be twenty six years old.

‘’and what are you still doing in the university. Hmmm I really thought you were within the age range of twenty two to twenty four’’ she had asked when I lied to her about my age.

‘’my dad wanted me to study in Nigeria by all means, something I kicked against and had to spend two idle years at home before succumbing to his wish’’ I lied further.

But not only did I open up to her about myself, she equally opened up about her life to me.( Though, she never really told me everything about her life). However she told me of her fears, plans and dreams. She equally opened up about her marriage life by telling me that she was nothing but a second wife to a senator from the northern region.
‘’My dear it isn’t easy getting your life back after sacrificing a lot to get to the top.’’ Were the exact words she typed the evening she told me about her marriage life. I didn’t push further with the conversation but I knew she had lots of problems going on with her marriage and even though I had lots of questions to ask concerning her background, religion and so on, I kept them all aside because they were none of my business. All I wanted was a good time with her; A very risky adventure.

Yes and I kept my dealings with her away from Kelvin

Episode 10

Jude’s side of the story continues

As days passed by, the bond between Pamela and I grew stronger and the desire to be with her took control of my sense of reasoning and soul. In one of our late night phone calls, I finally popped the question.
‘’how do we see again?”
it was a question I used everything in me to ask. I couldn’t even breathe out of nervousness after asking the question.

‘’hmmmm why do you want us to see again?’’ she asked after keeping quiet for some seconds.

‘’we have a lot in common and I just want to spend a good time with you’’ I murmured, not sure if I gave the right answer.

‘’but we have been spending a lot of time with each other chatting and speaking daily on phone’’ she muttered, perhaps trying hard not to appear desperate or cheap.

‘’yes but that’s on phone. I want to see your face and be able to touch it’’ I answered, while she let out a short laugh.

‘’aren’t you scared of me?. Hope you still remember who I’m?’’ she asked softly.

‘’yes I very well do. You are a very charming, attractive and beautiful lady that I will do anything to be with’’ I replied quickly.

‘’hmmmm anything?’’ she asked.

‘’of course anything’’ I quickly breathed.

‘’I will be coming down to Asaba on Saturday for a wedding. Tomorrow I will send you a text message with the name of the hotel I will be lodging in after the event. All you have to do is book your own room at the hotel, when I get back from the event; I will invite you over to mine. Hope that’s okay for you?’’ she asked, leaving me extremely overjoyed.

‘’yes that’s very cool’’ I muttered with great passion. I couldn’t believe I was about having such a high class chick so effortlessly.

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I really couldn’t wait for Saturday to arrive. I was so nervous and anxious. I did a whole lot of shopping the next few days, buying new sets of clothes and Jewries. Yes I had the money to throw about, thanks to Kelvin.
However on Friday afternoon, Kelvin paid a visit to my hostel without even notifying me that he was coming. He came into my room unannounced, really surprising me with his presence.

‘’what’s up with you?. Are you still angry with me over the suitcase issue or what?. Imagine throughout the week you never bothered to check up on me or even call?’’ he asked suspiciously while I searched for a good reply to give him but found none.

‘’anyway I came to collect the suitcase to continue my investigation on what could have led to your father’s sudden demise. Yesterday morning, hoodlums broke into your father’s compound and ransacked his house. I believe they were looking for something and it could be the suitcase. So you better hand it over to me now unless you have a better plan’’ he demanded. I couldn’t believe my ears.

‘’’You mean my dad’s old house was ransacked yesterday?’’ I stammered the question. He nodded.

‘’Yes and that’s the more reason why you should trust me. Now get the suitcase’’ he demanded once again.

‘’but what do you plan doing with it?’’ I asked.

‘’I already told you that I had a lead I was following before you soiled my plans. I have the experience to decode the contents of that suitcase. It’s your property but you have to trust me’’ he answered convincingly. I breathed deeply and stood up.

‘’the suitcase is with a friend. Let me go get it’’ I answered to his surprise, quickly heading out to Tracy’s room with a fast pounding heart. It really was the first time I was going over to Tracy’s room after she shut the door on my face and equally refused granting me any attention in school days ago.
I really didn’t know what to expect from her and I prayed for her not to embarrass me again. I hate being embarrassed.

Tracy opened the door seconds after I knocked. She looked extremely surprised to see me. It very much showed on her face.

‘’hey’’ she greeted .

‘’I came to collect the suitcase’’ I said with a cold smile.

‘’what for?’’ she asked seriously, taking me by surprise with the question.

‘’I thought you no longer care?. Why ask?’’ I breathed seriously.

‘’is that what you think?. That I no longer care?. All I want you to be is a better man but you just don’t want to be the type of man I want you to be’’ she poured out, shaking her head.

‘’I cannot change who I’m because of you. You said I’m no longer worthy to be your friend and that’s fine by me. You can go find another guy you can mould into an idol’’ I said a bit harshly. She drew back, went into her room and returned with the suitcase.

‘’take it. You can go to hell for all I care’’ she breathed fiercely, throwing the suitcase into my hands but as I looked at her face, I saw that it was greatly colored up. I noticed that she was fighting hard to hold back tears from appearing in her eyes. My heart instantly softened. I couldn’t take seeing her hurt.

‘’why are you always being hard at me?. You always like to control my life?’’ I kind of stammered.

‘’because, because’’ she breathed, shook her head and shut her door on my face without completing the sentence.

To be continued

[Edoman]

Episode 11

Jude’s side of the story continues

I returned to my room with the suitcase which I handed over to Kelvin without a word. He took the suitcase, opened it and went through some documents before shutting the bag and facing me.

‘’why the sad look?. Is there anything else I need to know?’’ he asked, standing up.

‘’no I’m fine’’ I answered.

‘’we have a new deal to start tomorrow. Try coming over to my place for the weekend’’ he added as he headed to the door.

‘’I won’t be free this weekend. I have school stuffs to tidy’’ I lied, leaving him with no choice than to shrug with resignation.

‘’alright I can wait till you settle your school things’’ he smiled and left.

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I spent the rest of the day thinking over what Tracy meant to tell me and her reason for acting so uptight. Yes I valued her friendship a lot and being away from her really left a mark on my body.
I equally had a hard time thinking over the news Kelvin brought earlier in the day. I couldn’t help but wonder what the hoodlums were looking for in my father’s house. I couldn’t help but wonder if they were mere petty thieves or criminals working for my dad’s murderer. It really was something that left a great fear in my heart because if my dad’s murderer could still have the mind to ransack his house, it could be that his mission was not yet accomplished and might still kill again. This time I could be his victim.

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The night leading to Saturday was a very terrible one for me. I slept late and still found myself in a very terrible dream where my father was flogging me for no reason. He never flogged me for once when he was alive and so the dream really was so confusing to me.

Very early on Saturday morning, I drove straight to the village to see things for myself and just like Kelvin informed me, the whole house was ransacked but nothing was taken. I was left with no choice than to arrange the stuffs back to the best of my ability before going over to my late father’s grave to cry.

‘’dad you got to help me. Please help me’’ I cried as my mind slowly went back to the dream I had the previous night. Perhaps he was angry at me over my recent behaviors’. Yes I was failing him and I knew.

I still was kneeling beside my old man’s grave when my phone rang and it was Pamela calling.

‘’how far?. I hope you are still coming over to Asaba?’’ she asked.

‘’yes’’ I softly answered, taking a quick fearful look at my father’s grave as if he was alive and listening.

‘’fine, we will see then’’ she breathed and hung up.

‘’I’m so sorry dad’’ I stammered, stood up and headed back to my car.
In one hour, I was back in my hostel, where I packed up and headed to the bus station for a trip to Asaba.

My bus trip to Asaba was a very uneventful one. I however used the moment to think over my life, my future and the path I was following. Yes following Kelvin’s way of life already made me a criminal but taking a bigger risk by involving myself with a married lady was something I couldn’t predict the outcome.
I knew what I was about doing with her was very wrong but then the youthful spirit and energy in me urged me on. It was nothing but an adventure and perhaps after one night, my feelings for her would disappear. So I thought.

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By 5:20pm, I checked in at the hotel, Pamela requested I wait for her in. yes I was extremely nervous and excited at the same time. It was my first time of travelling out of my state for a woman. It equally was my first time of having a date with a married lady. I was about breaking many records in one evening.

By 8pm, Pamela was yet to call me and she wasn’t picking her calls either, which left me a bit afraid that perhaps she only pulled my legs by asking me to wait for her at the hotel. I started having doubts. I started growing restless. I prayed for my fears not to be true.

Finally by 9:25pm, she called on phone and invited me to her room, muttering her room number with a very soft sexy voice that stuck into my head.
I quickly freshened up once again before hurrying out to meet my wondrous Pamela, whose outfit that evening was so tempting and explosive.

The hungry look on my face as my eyes fell on her semi transparent shinny gown which showcased a big portion of her bosoms as she let me into her room was so revealing and I knew she noticed how hungry I was to touch her. I was so eager to feel her, to have a bit of her juicy body.

‘’hmmm Jude you really look more handsome than the previous time we met. You will definitely have cute children’’ she muttered as she offered me a chair, leaving me wondering why she used such choice of words to flatter me

Episode 12

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’hope you take alcoholic wine?’’ she asked as she opened the bottle of wine which was on a small table. I nodded with a smile. You can’t imagine how excited I was sitting before such stunning temptation.

Pamela on her own part really looked well ready and set for me. She acted as if she was simply playing out a well rehearsed role. The way she talked, and carried herself was just so amazing.

‘’so tell me more about your mum. Is she really a white lady?’’ she asked as she filled the two glass cups on the table with wine. I nodded with a deep breath, answering all her questions which mostly centered on my looks, my plans for the future and how I was coping with girls in school. We really had a long normal talk before the alcohol we took slowly took charge of our morals.

I truly didn’t know what gave me the courage to stand up, walk towards her and plant a quick kiss on her lips.
‘’you can’t imagine how long I have waited for this. I’m so sorry for the boldness’’ I stammered, still holding her face by the jaw. She closed her eyes and slowly reached for my hand.

‘’there is need to loosen up every once in a while. We only have one shot at life’’ she softly said, opening her eyes to look up at me.

‘’I like you very much but what I hate the most is getting involved in a disgraceful scandal. We can do anything we want tonight but you have to swear that you will keep our secret. You have to swear to me’’ she demanded, holding me tightly.

‘’I swear with my life. I will never utter a word to anyone. I swear.’’ I swore solemnly.

‘’ I will kill you if you ever tell anyone about us. At least until I decide otherwise’’ she said with a silent whisper, reaching forward to unbutton my shirt which gave me the zeal to pounce on her.

In no time, I was all over her, kissing and caressing ever part of her body without any form of reservation and dear me, she was fire. Her na.ked body was sexy and hot as ever. Her moans were so mature and strong. And when she slowly reached for my manhood, I almost fainted with excitement.

‘’One more thing. No condoms. I want it raw and hot’’ she demanded, freezing me with her words. But then all I could do was freeze for a while. I couldn’t say no to her. I couldn’t deny myself the pleasure of having a good time with her. I just was thinking without my head. The youthful zeal and urge in me was way too strong.

I did it with her without protection and yes I enjoyed every second until I was spent.

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‘’I couldn’t believe we just did it” she breathed when we were done, planting a long kiss on my lips.

‘’and you are way too good and strong. I haven’t enjoyed s-x ever since I got married’’ she added, scanning me with her eyes. I kept quiet, saying nothing.

‘’are you having any regrets?’’ she asked curiously.

‘’no not at all, just tired’’ I answered with a smile.

‘’I think you are actually regretting doing this with me. Yes I also feel guilty over it but that’s life. We just satisfied each other’’ she softly said with a smile.

‘’yes I feel bad right now but it won’t stop me from doing it all over again with you’’ I confessed, kissed her and headed to the bathroom to clean up. She soon joined me there and we had another explosive action in the bathroom.
Oh she was super hot and strong.

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As I got set to leave her room early the next day, she reached for her handbag and brought out a wrap of neat naira notes.
‘’Its twenty thousand naira, Please it’s just for your transport fare’’ she said with a smile while I shook my head, declining her money.

‘’no I should be the one offering you money because I really had a great time with you’’ I breathed, drew close and kissed her cheek. She quickly colored up with surprise.

‘’I don’t need your money Pamela. What I feel for you is very unique and different’’ I said softly to her.

‘’seriously I’m very surprised and impressed. I never planned for my heart to open up for you. What I wanted was just a onetime thing with you but I don’t know anymore. I never knew you were honestly attracted to me. I thought all you wanted was fun and money. Can we see next Saturday?. This time I will come over to Owerri’’ she muttered breathlessly, surprising me with her words. I couldn’t help but notice that for the first time she trembled before me like a school girl. All the confidence and strong aura she earlier had suddenly disappeared. I just didn’t know what to make of her sudden change of attitude.

All I did was decline the money she offered me because I honestly never needed it and suddenly she turned from a strong lady to a feeble young woman who just fell in love.

Episode 13

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’come give me another hug’’ Pamela suddenly demanded when I was about leaving her room. It was obvious she was finding it had to let me go. I smiled, drew back and gave her a long hug.

‘’I really can’t wait for next Saturday to come up’’ she whispered into my ear. I kissed her lips, turned and walked away without another word. Of course I was a little bit proud of my accomplishment.
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My bus trip back to Owerri was at first uneventful, until we got to Onitsha when the unexpected happened. I was about drifting into sleep when a big bang which sounded like a gunshot shook me up. Screams of ‘’Jesus! , Jesus!, Jesus!’’ filled the bus which quickly swerved out of the road in full speed, and before I could figure out what was actually happening, the fast moving bus somersaulted and crashed into a small shop, leaving everyone completely dazed.
Luckily no one was killed, but the driver and two passengers sitting beside him were badly hurt. I couldn’t believe it just happened. It was my first time of experiencing such life threatening event which was caused by nothing else but the bus front tyre which blew up without warning.
I couldn’t speak for five minutes. I just sat in a quiet corner and looked at myself.

‘’I could have died or gotten seriously injured?. D–n’’ I gasped with great fear as reality slowly dawned on me. I couldn’t help but realize how lucky I was to escape without any form of injury. I instantly regretted ever going to Asaba. But then all I regretted was the risk I took to meet Pamela and not what I did with her. Of course I very much knew what I did with her was very bad but I just couldn’t keep her out of my head especially after the great s-x we had.

‘’I wonder how it will all end’’ I couldn’t help but mutter to myself.

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Kelvin’s side of the story continues

I spent all Friday evening going through the documents in the suitcase. It really was a tedious job and unfortunately i couldn’t get much out of the papers I went through. However what really got my great interest was the cheque and a receipt I later discovered equally meant for the same lady “miss Jessica Simon’’. The receipt had her phone number and address which really was more than I needed to find her.
I quickly logged into Facebook, entered her phone number on the search area and prayed for it to work. Whoa her profile instantly appeared, bringing a smile on my face.
I quickly sent her a friendship request before going through most of her pictures which told me a lot about her personality. The damsel was very pretty, robust, light skinned and appeared to be in her early thirties which really got me more curious. I couldn’t help but wonder why such a beautiful lady was still single. Moreover she very much looked like a career lady, unless of course her pictures weren’t real.

The only hindrance I had on getting her questioned by the police was lack of evidence. Yes I already had the evidence to establish that she knew who Jude’s father was but then I had nothing to link her to the man’s death and the only way to get what I needed was by perhaps getting close to her, which really was something difficult.

I spent all night thinking about it and early the next day, I drove over to her house with the help of the address I saw on the receipt. I had no much trouble in finding her house which curiously was a newly built bungalow in new Owerri axis.

I stayed put in my car as I observed the environment and thought of the best way to follow up with my plans. I couldn’t just walk into her house and start talking rubbish. I had to be patient and stalk her for a while before making my next move with the right opportunity.
I still was busy with my thoughts when a small Toyota car pulled out of the house and headed towards the main town. I had a clear view of the driver who was no other person than the lady I was searching for. I quickly followed her without thinking twice.

I slowly followed her car, keeping a little distance for her not to notice that she was being followed. She soon pulled up in front of a hair salon while I stopped a little bit far from her car and waited calmly.
It really was my first time of stalking someone. It clearly wasn’t my thing but I was doing a good job out of it.

After two hours of waiting, I saw her walking out of the salon and heading towards her car, I quickly jumped out of mine and approached her with a smile.

‘’hello, excuse me’’ I greeted politely, stopping her with my words. She turned and stared at me, quickly sizing me up.

I couldn’t help but notice that she was really prettier than her pictures I saw the previous day.

Episode 14

Kelvin’s side of the story continues

‘’my name is Kelvin. I have been a silent admirer for a very long time. You can’t imagine how long I have been observing you. Today I had to force myself to be brave and talk to you. So please don’t embarrass me’’ I muttered with a smile. She rolled her eyes, shook her head and breathed deeply. A smile slowly appeared on her face while her eyes still remained on me as she probably did some calculations in her head.

‘’so now that you have gotten my attention. What next?’’ she asked.

‘’the usual thing we guys always ask for. Your phone number please’’ I begged with a playful tone.

‘’hmmmm and how are you sure I’m not engaged or married?’’ she asked curiously, leaving a deeper smile on my face. With every attention she gave me, I grew more confident. It really was very obvious she was enjoying the conversation. All the fears I earlier had about confronting her quickly disappeared.

‘’well life is all about risks and luck. It took a lot from me before approaching you today. At least I’m happy you didn’t embarrass me and I guess the big ring you have on your fourth finger isn’t a wedding ring’’ I said with a sharp smile.

‘’what made you say so?’’ she asked.

‘’because it is too big and shinny to be a wedding ring’’ I answered. She laughed, fetched a business card from her handbag and gave to me.

‘’my phone number is in there. I’m into stocks and real estate’’ she said quickly, turned and headed to her car without another word.
I quickly threw her card into my trouser pocket, turned to head back to my car with a smile of satisfaction only to see Cynthia matching towards me like a soldier. I instantly froze with fear and surprise. I really didn’t have the strength or energy to face her tantrums that moment.
Of course I knew she was coming to make trouble. There wasn’t any doubt she saw when I was talking with Jessica.

‘’I was passing in a tricycle when I saw you publicly displaying your ugly teeth with that girl. You told me you were going to your village for a meeting. Is this the route to your village?’’ she asked, raising her voice very high for people to hear.
Cynthia was just a wild cat who refused to be tamed. The only good thing about her was just her sexual prowess.

‘’let’s go to my car and talk or do you just want to embarrass me?’’ I calmly said to her.

‘’she is lucky I didn’t get to her before she drove away. She is just lucky’’ she breathed angrily.

‘’why can’t you behave like an adult you are. Why are you always suspicious in everything I do?’’ I asked as I led her to my car.

‘’because I know the kind of man I’m dating. If you think I will ever give you breathing space to do as you like then you must be high on weed’’ she poured out without any reservation.
I silently stared at her without saying a word. She really was outgrowing her usefulness. It really was about time to kick her out of my life. I never loved her. I never had any strong feelings for her but the constant s-x we shared kind of made her think that we were in a relationship, something I had to settle before it turns nasty.

‘’Where were you heading to before you spotted me?’’ I asked.

‘’I was heading to my shop’’ she answered quietly. I switched on my car engine and slowly headed to her shop without another word while thinking of my next step with Jessica.

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Jude’s side of the story continues

I returned to the hostel later in day and lazily fell on my bed for a long sleep. I woke around 6:30pm very hungry and dull. On a very good day, I would have rushed over to Tracy’s room to eat but I just couldn’t because we weren’t close to each other anymore. I had no choice than to settle for the bread I bought on my way back even though I had no appetite for it.

By 6:54pm, the electricity went off, leaving me with no choice than to put on my generator. I barely had settled in my room after putting on the generator when Tracy knocked and walked into my room.

‘’hello. I never knew you were around until I saw your lights turn on’’ she said with a smile, sitting on my bed. I smiled back at her, a bit lost on what to say but happy that she came to keep me company.

‘’I came to tell you something’’ she said seriously, leaving her eyes on me. I nodded for her to continue.

‘’you see we have been friends for close to two years and many people including my friends think we are dating. I honestly don’t know how you feel about me but one thing I know for sure is that guys are always possessive. ‘’ she said, stopping to breathe.

‘’someone is seriously asking me out. He has been disturbing me for months now and I haven’t really said anything to him. He isn’t a student but a banker though he just started work this year. He is really very serious about me and is even trying to get my close friends to introduce him to my family. I’m yet to decide anything but sooner or later I will’’ she poured out and waited for me to at least say something. I swallowed hard, unable to say a word.
Of course what she just told me really hurt even though I carried a defiant look. I couldn’t imagine her being close to another guy the way we have been over the past few months. I couldn’t keep the idea of another man making love to her in my head. She just was someone too precious to me, too precious to be defiled.
I didn’t touch her nor attempt making love to her in the past because I wanted her to remain pure and clean. I just was so confused and speechless. I didn’t just know what to say.

‘’I see you have nothing to say?. Okay then, goodnight’’ she breathed, stood up and headed towards the door.

‘’no wait’’ I suddenly breathed, stopping her with my outburst. She turned and faced me curiously, while I rushed forward and embraced her.

‘’I don’t want you to go away even though I don’t deserve you. I want us to be together’’ I heard myself plead with a silent whisper.

‘’I still don’t understand you. You don’t want to be open with me. I have to know where I stand in your life’’ she demanded, breaking free from me as we stared at each other. Our hearts pounding loud.

Episode 15

Jude’s side of the story continues

I wanted Tracy to be with me but equally wanted to continue my runs with Pamela which really would be totally impossible if I was to be with Tracy whose sharp eyes were second to none in noticing things. Yes you can term me greedy, stupid or silly but that moment I clearly wasn’t thinking straight. I had to let go of one of them, preferably Pamela but just couldn’t.
Pamela to me was an adventure. A game I needed to conquer while Tracy on the other hand was a lady that I needed to keep for the future. Yes Tracy was my future.

‘’I want to be with you. Your company, your strength, your character is nothing but perfect. I can’t imagine staying in this school without your friendship and support but my greatest fear is disappointing you. I currently have nothing to offer but misery and pain. I know my words sound so strange right now and you feel like you know me but you don’t know half of the things I have done and that’s pushing me away from you because I have a conscience. I like you Tracy. Believe me I really do. A part of me strongly wants to hold you tight to my chest but another part of me wants you to have nothing to do with me’’ I confessed, looking down with great confusion.
It really took me a lot to pour out my honest heart to her. I never knew she was capable of making me reveal my heart with so much energy.

She slowly raised my face to look into my eyes.

‘’yes I used to know you. I used to know what you were capable of. I knew about your involvement with other ladies in the past but I never confronted you with it. However I knew what you felt for me was different. You always protected me like a brother. You made sure I was always happy. You bought things for me and never for once tried to get intimate with me even when we slept on the same bed. But ever since your dad died, you totally changed. You became unreadable and withdrawn. It pains me to see you this way’’ she breathed solemnly, shaking me with her words.

I never knew she had so much power over me. I trembled as her words sank into my heart. I was badly in love with her even though I tried my possible best to suppress my feelings in order not to hurt her but she was now laying every card on the table and I knew going into a relationship with her would bring nothing but lots of pain to her noble heart. She was a noble woman who deserved the very best. She never deserved a guy like me but it was so unfortunate that she loved me and I equally couldn’t let her go because I was in love with her.

‘’you don’t understand Tracy’’ I stammered.

‘’I understand how you feel. I really do. Trust me. You need nothing but parental guidance. You lost your mum when you were very little and now your dad is equally no more. There is no one to guide you. You are simply lost and confused with life’’ she said softly. I swallowed hard as I stared into her eyes which were filled with love, care and passion.

‘’I’m going home on Wednesday to spend some days with my parents and take a little break in preparation for the semester exam coming up in two weeks. You can come with me. My mother is a good woman. She is a counselor working for the federal ministry of education. She can talk to you. She can help you out of the emotional trauma you are passing through’’ she offered, holding my hands strongly.

‘’you mean exam is starting in few weeks?”’ I asked with disbelief.

‘’of course yes. And once the exam ends, we only have a week to rest before commencing our industrial training’’ she added, leaving me stunned.

‘’but you don’t have to worry. We can still work things out together. We can go to my house together and plan things from there’’ she added.

‘’Tracy, I really don’t know what to say to you’’ I softly stammered, reaching forward to do what I had always held myself from doing. I reached forward and kissed her strongly.

It was such a strong and long kiss. It was a very wondrous moment.

To be continued ______________________________________________________________________

Kelvin’s side of the story continues

By 6:30pm that fateful day, I arrived at my house from Joe’s gym, very tired and hungry. I walked in to see Cynthia waiting for me. I frowned on seeing her because I wasn’t expecting her presence while my memory flashed back to the day she forcefully took my third spare keys.
(On that fateful day, I was in the sitting room busy with my computer while she was busy cleaning my rooms when she suddenly showed up, holding a set of keys in her hands.

‘’I guess the keys are the spare ones for the house?’’ she asked. I nodded, saying nothing.

‘’fine, there are two sets of keys here. I will take one set and leave the other set’’ she softly said and ever since then I had been unable to get the keys from her.)
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‘’you never told me you were coming?’’ I asked curiously.

‘’do I need to get your approval before coming here?. huh?’’ she answered with a question, leaving me silent because I really didn’t have the strength to face her.

‘’anyway I’m here to discuss something with you. I’m here to discuss the progress of our relationship’’ she added, touching her stomach and watching me keenly.

‘’which relationship?’’ I couldn’t stop myself from asking and yes I instantly regretted making the statement as a quick frown appeared on her face.

 

 


Episode 16

kelvin’s side of the story continues

‘’what do you mean by which relationship?” she asked with a slightly raised tone. I instantly sensed danger which I wasn’t ready to face that moment. I yawned and headed to my room.

‘’I’m very tired Cynthia. We will talk later. I have to freshen up first’’ I muttered, leaving her with no choice than to let me be.

However after dinner that fateful evening, she brought up the topic again instead of going back to her house. My greatest wish really was to break up with her there and then but Cynthia was nothing but a venomous viper that needed to be handled with care. I still had a lot going on in my head and I knew breaking up with her that moment wasn’t a good idea. It wasn’t the right time to kick her out of my life.

‘’our relationship is okay by me. I just don’t know what you are trying to achieve with the topic’’ I breathed, throwing her a quick suspicious look.

‘’or are you pregnant?’’ I asked. She stared at me silently for some seconds before shrugging with resignation. It was as if she had something important to tell me but decided to keep it to herself after my comment.
However after some minutes of silence between us, she cleared her throat and spoke

‘’we have been together for a long time now but you are yet to introduce me to your family or even take a step in knowing mine. Am I wasting my time with you?’’ she asked seriously, leaving all her eyes on me.
Yes her question looked like a good opportunity to tell her my mind. She asked the prying question as if she was ready to accept any reply from me but I wasn’t a kid. I knew all she needed was an assurance that I would take our relationship to the next level. I knew she was never going to take any negative answer from me.
I forced out a smile, reached out and held her hand.

‘’we are together because I still want to be with you. But there are some things you need to change. Your aggressive behavior turns me off a lot’’ I said calmly while a smile of relief appeared on her face.

‘’I love you very much Kelvin’’ she muttered softly. I looked down with guilt, saying nothing to her love declaration.

She ended up spending the night in my house, hoping for a night of passion between us but unfortunately I had no appetite for s-x because I had a lot in my head. All my thoughts were on Jessica.
I had to map out a strategy to gain her trust and unravel the mystery surrounding my uncle’s death.

Early the next day, I invited Jude over to my house. I had a lot to tell him.

Jude’s side of the story continues

Tracy and I held unto each other as we passionately kissed for the first time ever. It was so fulfilling, so thrilling and so sweet. I truly never wanted to spoil her. I never wanted to defile her but the passion between us that moment was so electrifying that I lost my head. I didn’t know when my right hand moved over to her left br.east but the instant my hand felt the softness, I quickly pulled back from her.

‘’no Tracy, not now’’ I stammered.

‘’yes you are right. We shouldn’t let what we feel take control of us’’ she breathed and backed me, perhaps out of embarrassment.

‘’so are you still going home with me?’’ she asked. I softly held her by the waist.

‘’I think you should first go alone. Maybe after some days, I will build the courage to pay a visit and by then you must have told your family more about me’’ I answered softly while she shrugged.

‘’very well then, that’s fine by me. I have to go prepare dinner’’ she muttered, turned and flashed me a quick smile which said a lot of silent words.

‘’let’s go together’’ I offered like old times. She smiled once again and together we headed to her room where I kept her company throughout the rest of the evening.

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Early the next morning, Kelvin gave me a call, asking me to come over to his house immediately.

‘’no excuses this time, It’s important’’ he added and hung up, leaving me with no choice to meet him at his house by 8am.

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I walked into Kelvin’s house full of curiosity. It was the first time he was ordering me to show up in such manner and I couldn’t help but wonder what it was all about.
I walked into his sitting room, to see him busy with his computer. He smiled on seeing me and asked me to sit beside him which I did obediently.

‘’look at the screen. You see the lady there?’’ he asked as my eyes fell on a Facebook picture of a very attractive lady.

‘’she is Jessica Simon. She could be the key to the mystery surrounding your dad’s death. She was the last person seen with him the day he died. I have to show you this for you to trust me. For you to know that I’m working fully on your side’’ he muttered while I gnashed my teeth as anger boiled over me.

I so badly had the urge to pay the gold digger a visit behind Kelvin’s back.

Episode 17

Kelvin’s side of the story continues

I threw a suspicious look at Jude as his eyes firmly rested on the picture of the young lady on my computer. I knew many silly ideas would be in his head that moment, and it was something I was so afraid of.

‘’listen Jude, I showed you this picture because I want you to know that I’m very much on your side. So please let me handle the case and don’t go trying to act the hero by confronting her. We clearly have nothing yet on her except the fact that she was probably the last person with your father before his death’’ I said to him, tapping his shoulder. He breathed deeply and faced me.

‘’okay I trust you on this. Please just act fast. Don’t let her get away’’ he muttered with a sad tone while I nodded with a smile to assure him.
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Jude left few minutes later, looking so distraught and colored up. I really understood what he was feeling that moment but had no remedy for it. I had to let him go because he was a man and had to live with challenges. My only prayer was for him not to spoil things by trying to confront Jessica on his own.

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An hour after Jude left, I called Jessica with the intention of booking an appointment with her but unfortunately she told me she wasn’t in town.

‘’let’s meet Friday morning at my office. My office address is on the card I gave you’’ she replied with her soft voice.

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On Friday morning, I landed at Jessica’s office very determined. I had many days to plan ahead and I was just prepared and a bit shaky like an upcoming actor about facing the camera for the first time.

Her office was along Wethral road and really was bigger and well organized than I expected it to be. She had two secretaries and an assistant who took my details before ushering me into the main office where I saw her engaged with her computer. She smiled on seeing me, taking off her eye glass instantly. I smiled back and settled down on an empty chair facing her.

‘’hmmmm I’m really impressed. I wasn’t expecting an office like this. You are doing great for a girl your age’’ I dutifully complimented her. She blushed and rolled her eyes.

‘’in my line of business, everything must be polished and presentable’’ she answered softly while I nodded like a lizard.

‘’yes I know but I’m still stunned. It’s very hard to see a single lady very successful like you. I bet you are from a rich family’’ I pushed further. She shook her head and smiled.

‘’I worked in first bank for eight years. Most of my customers are from there. You really don’t want to know everything about me. Do you?’’ she asked playfully while I laughed.
The lady before me wasn’t in any way like a murderer. Yes she looked very ambitious but soft and open minded as well.
She simply was relating to me as if we were old pals and I felt very comfortable with her. I felt different with her.

‘’no she can’t be my uncle’s murderer’’ I reasoned deeply.

‘’so tell me about yourself. What do you do?. You know I asked you to come over to my office because that’s the only place we could be free to talk. I hardly hang out anyhow’’ she said softly, studying me with her eyes.

‘’well I’m into transportation. I have buses, trailers and tankers. However my dream is to venture into oil and gas business but the capital required and risk is just too much’’ I lied fluently. Her eyes brightened.

‘’well I know few friends that are into oil and gas but I advise you venture into real estate and stocks’’ she muttered with a smile.

‘’oh you want to make me one of your customers?’’ I chipped in with a suspicious smile. She laughed and shook her head.

‘’so tell me, what’s your full name?’’ she suddenly demanded while I drew back with great caution. Yes that was something I knew she would ask sooner or later and telling her my surname could make her extremely suspicious because I had the same surname with my late uncle (Jude’s father)

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Jude’s side of the story continues

Tracy was waiting in my room when I returned from Kelvin’s house looking so broken and sad. She quickly sat up from my bed and stared at me curiously.

‘’what’s wrong. What happened?” she asked curiously. I breathed deeply and opened up to her about Jessica and all Kelvin told me.

‘’well he is right. You just have to calm down and let him handle it since he looks good at it. Your dad is already gone so be a man and follow things gently’’ she advised with a soft smile.

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Tracy left for her house on Wednesday evening as she planned and she really spent a lot of time trying to persuade me to go home with her but I insisted that I would be at her house the next Monday.

She finally had no choice than to give in.

My plan was to have one last stand with Pamela during the weekend before ending everything with her but alas it was easier said than done.

‘’One last stand with Pamela and its over’’ I muttered to myself again and again with great determination.

Episode 18

Kelvin’s side of the story continues

‘’well my name is Kelvin Ibeh from Isiala mbano L.G.A’’ I answered innocently, watching her keenly. She instantly froze for some seconds before regaining her composure and smiling faintly. It really was very obvious she was hiding something and I equally took a big gamble by telling her my real name.
I had to tell her my real name because I knew she was definitely going to dig up my profile if I succeed in getting her interested in me and using a fake name could be very harmful in the long run while telling her my real name like I just did could make her tighten her guard a bit but still be free with me, thinking that perhaps our meeting was nothing but coincidence.
Nevertheless a lady like Jessica could totally be unpredictable and so I had to be alert always.

‘’your surname sounds very familiar. I had to run a quick check in my mind the moment you mentioned your name and local government’’ she explained with a smile.

‘’of course I understand. It’s not easy to be acquainted with so many people ‘’ I said, winking at her.

‘’Well thanks so much for giving me your time and attention today, I have to take my leave now, I have some pressing issues to attend to’’ I suddenly said, taking a quick look at my watch and standing up with a smile. She looked up at me with surprise.
Of course when dealing with a lady like Jessica you need to show authority, you need to look busy and responsible. Even though I badly wanted to spend more time with her, I had to keep my feelings aside and act like a very busy man.

‘’ but before I go, please can you consider having a date with me tomorrow or on Sunday?. We still have a lot to talk about and I’m so charmed with everything about you’’ I begged softly. She shook her head.

‘’I hardly do that. It really isn’t my thing’’ she muttered.

‘’I know but please just change your mind set for once’’ I pushed on.

‘’I will give you a call tomorrow. You will have my reply then’’ she answered with a smile.

‘’okay then but please I won’t take a negative reply’’ I added, winked at her and left with a smile of accomplishment.

Jude’s side of the story continues

By 6:15pm that fateful Friday, I got a very surprising phone call from Pamela.
‘’hi Jude I’m in Owerri. I’m at Links hotel. Can you come over?’’ she asked with her usual soft tone, leaving me totally surprised because we planned meeting on Saturday and not on Friday.

‘’you mean you are in Owerri?’’ I asked to be sure.

‘’yes just come over to Links hotel please’’ she answered slowly.

‘’okay, I will be there shortly’’ I breathed with disbelief and headed to my bathroom to freshen up. I really couldn’t believe she was in town. It was such a surprise and I really didn’t know how to take it.

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On my way to the hotel minutes later, my phone rang and it was Tracy calling me.

‘’what’s up, seems like you are not in your room. You are in a noisy place’’ she asked as soon as I picked up the call.

‘’yes I’m heading to Kelvin’s house’’ I lied.

‘’okay I just wanted to check up on you. My spirit is just so restless right now’’ she kind of complained while my conscience instantly pinched me.

‘’I hope you are still coming over on Monday?. Please don’t disappoint me. My parents are already expecting to see you on Monday’’ she reminded me softly.

‘’I won’t disappoint you though I’m still very nervous about it’’ I confessed.

‘’come on be a man jare, silly boy’’ she joked, laughed and hung up while I smiled to myself as a new wave of happiness hit my heart. My eyes instantly soaked with tears.

‘’Tracy why are you doing this to me?’’ I asked inwardly.

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I arrived at the hotel to meet Pamela sitting all alone at a table. She wasn’t looking at all bright like the last time I met her. I approached her with caution, my eyes all over her.

‘’hi dear, what a surprise’’ I greeted, sat down and faced her. She smiled, raised up her eyes to meet my gaze for some seconds before looking down like someone in pain. I couldn’t help but notice how colored up and pale she was.

‘’what’s wrong?. You don’t look alright to me?’’ I asked with great concern.

‘’let’s get to my room first’’ she replied, standing up and forcing out a smile. I equally stood up with my eyes still on her. She slowly led the way and I followed quietly with lots of questions in my mind.

On getting to her room, she locked the door, sat on the bed and covered her face with hands.

‘’I regret marrying for money and title. Money can’t make you happy. The best it could do is to provide your material needs. When I married the senator I thought I was in love. I did many silly things for him but in the end I’m nothing but a depressed woman who wears makeup and fake smiles to give out the impression that all is well’’ she suddenly poured out, leaving me as confused as ever as I stared down at her.

‘’what exactly is going on with your marriage?’’ I asked with concern, sitting beside her.

‘’you don’t need to know. I don’t have to trouble you with my personal problems. Just make love to me. Just make me happy. Just satisfy me. You are the reason I’m still alive’’ she proclaimed with great energy, throwing herself on me and holding me tightly.

I was nothing but a boy who wanted an adventure, who wanted nothing but pleasure. I never planned on getting involved with emotional crises like the one I was witnessing. I was inexperienced in dealing with such situation. I had no idea of what to tell her and I just couldn’t pull off my clothes and start making love to her like a dog.

What she needed was love and attention, something I really couldn’t offer with my heart. Moreover I was yet to know her problem or what I was even getting myself into.

Episode 19

jude’s side of the story continues

‘’just make love to me, just make me feel alive. I beg of you Jude’’ Pamela solemnly pleaded, embracing me tightly. I swallowed hard as I stared at her with confusion. I even was scared to hold her.

‘’you don’t look too well to me. I can’t make love to you like this’’ I breathed softly.

‘’I’m okay, just make me feel alive’’ she urged me.

‘’I think we first need to talk. S-x can’t solve your problem. I know I look inexperienced but you need to pour out your heart to someone and I’m all ready to listen and help. We can come up with a solution, just open up your heart to me’’ I pleaded. She looked up at me and smiled.

‘’it’s better you don’t get involved or know my story’’ she answered and broke away from me.

‘’are you hungry?. You can order for anything you wish to have’’ she softly added, stood up and grabbed her bag which she gently unpacked, fetching out a towel.

‘’I have to go freshen up. I won’t take too much time’’ she muttered with a soft smile, undressed before me and headed to the bathroom without another word.

I breathed deeply as soon as she disappeared into the bathroom. My head filled with many thoughts. Her behavior really was very weird and her decision not to open up about her private life made everything look astonishingly weirder.

‘’being with this woman isn’t worth it. I’m breaking up with her first thing tomorrow morning’’ I resolved once again, quickly distracted by her phone which began ringing minutes later.

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Pamela soon appeared from the bathroom totally unclad with a sexy smile on her face. She looked so bright and composed as if she wasn’t the lady who just cried a moment ago like a frightened child. I couldn’t stop staring at her great beauty as she reached for her ringing phone which she picked up and switched off.

‘’I’m sorry for what happened earlier Jude. Sometimes I get carried away, sometimes I start regretting things that I’m not supposed to regret. The life I’m living now is what I chose for myself’’ She said with a soft smile, sat on the bed and brought out a bottle of cream which she gave to me.

‘’I hope you know how to massage a lady’s body?. Better pull off your clothes and do justice to my body’’ she said seductively, leaving my entire body so hot with want. She just was like the fruit of Eden, so beautiful, so attractive, so eye-catching but a sin to devour.

In no time, I was all na.ked on her bed, massaging and fondling her entire body with great energy while she moa.ned under my touch.

‘’Jude I can’t describe how I feel about you. It’s just as if I’m offered a second shot at life with you. You are so wondrous’’ she breathed with great passion as I slid my thing inside her.
Just like the previous time, she insisted on no condoms and I obliged her request.

Nevertheless I still was very much resolved to break up with her the next morning. It was something I had no choice than to do unless I was willing to die for her which I wasn’t.

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3am Saturday morning, I woke up to see her sitting on the bed with her eyes on me. I quickly sat up and stared at her curiously, quickly rehearsing the speech I had planned in my head for her.

‘’I have something to tell you Jude’’ she said softly, smiling faintly.

Kelvin’s side of the story continues

2am Saturday morning, I woke up with a jolt as a loud bang from my kitchen sent me up on my feet. My heart throbbed furiously as I kept quiet for a while, wondering what the noise coming from my kitchen could be. I soon heard male voices which instantly sent panic into my heart as I realized that my house has been invaded.

I quickly dashed to my wardrobe, reached for the ceiling and pulled out an English pistol I bought the previous year from Joe. I very much knew how to use it but had never used it for once.

I quickly loaded three bullets, pulled the safety and headed to my kitchen with fear.

As I slowly opened my kitchen door, I instantly noticed that the iron protector at the first window was gone. But before I could even take a good look, two shots rang out from nowhere sending me down. I felt no pain, I wasn’t even sure If the bullets got me , but all I knew was finding myself on the floor and as I fell, my gun went off, sending out three shots.

After my gun went off, there was silence everywhere. It was as if the hoodlums suddenly disappeared as my gun went off or probably took cover waiting for the right moment to make the next move. I was so scared. It was my first time of experiencing such a thing. I really didn’t know what next to do.

‘’Could it be a hit on my life or could it just be a robbery attempt?’’ I wondered as I managed to sit up with great fear, uncertain of what next to expect.

Episode 20

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’what is it you wish to tell me?’’ I asked Pamela, sitting up quietly. She breathed deeply, left her eyes on me for some seconds, shook her head and looked down.

‘’I want us to leave the country together. I want us to start a new life in the states. I have enough money ‘’ she breathed softly, leaving me gasping with disbelief. I just couldn’t believe my ears.

‘’you are not well’’ the words escaped from my lips without warning. I never meant to use such unfair words on her but it was exactly how I felt about her that moment. She was definitely sick to come up with such an idea. She instantly gave me a look that told me she felt insulted by my words.

‘’I have a life in this country. My education, my root, my future belongs here’’ I replied, softly drawing close to her in an affectionate manner.

‘’you are not really okay to me and the painful part is that you really find it difficult to confide in me. It means you don’t trust me. That’s far from fair and you really need help’’ I said softly.

‘’what kind of life could you possibly have in Nigeria?. The highest you can get here is a high paying job which won’t even be up to what a laborer earns in the states. Moreover I have enough money for us. Many guys would kill to be offered this opportunity I’m offering you. It’s not as if I’m old or ugly. I can even help you trace your mother’s family. I have a lot of good plans for you’’ she pushed on and on, getting on my nerves with every word she said.

‘’I beg of you stop. Please just keep quiet. I’m not going anywhere with you. I can’t be your accomplice in this. I know what women are capable of doing and I don’t want to end up like my father.’’ I said strongly.

‘’I like you very much. I adore you. You are a wonderful lady but I can’t continue with this. I can’t aid you in cheating on your husband anymore. It’s over between us. I’m sorry. It really pains me to say this before you’’ I added, pulling away from her.
Her face colored up with great disbelief. She stared at me with fire in her eyes. She couldn’t even say a word for a minute.

‘’that’s it. It’s over. I have a conscience and I have a girlfriend’’ I muttered seriously.

‘’things are not always as it seems Jude. You can’t abandon me in the middle of nowhere when we are in this together’’ she muttered like a warning.

‘’we are not in anything together. I feel nothing anymore. I don’t even know much about you’’ I replied, got up from the bed and headed to the bathroom to cool my nerves.
I really couldn’t believe I was able to pull it off so effortlessly and I prayed for more strength to survive the rest of the morning because dawn was still a bit far away.

Pamela on her own part never said another word to me. She simply sat quietly on the bed like someone under meditation, like someone under the influence of drugs. There wasn’t any doubt She had a lot going on in her head and I really had the mind to break up with her because she found it hard to confide in me which to me showed lack of trust.

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Kelvin’s side of the story continues

I patiently sat on the floor, waiting for something to happen but nothing whatsoever happened for about five minutes. It was as if the hoodlums were all dead or had disappeared the way they appeared but I still couldn’t get myself to check out things until I heard the sound of a police siren coming from my gate. I nervously returned to my room, hid my gun and headed to my sitting room as I heard knocks on my gate. The policemen who just pulled up were calling out for the gate to be opened.

I opened the gate to see about five armed policemen staring at me.

‘’what happened?, who fired the shots we heard?’’ one of them asked.

‘’armed men broke into my house, but couldn’t get access before you guys arrived. I think they have fled’’ I nervously explained, leading them to my kitchen where I was shot at. Together we headed to the backyard to check out where the hoodlums gained access into my house and discovered that a part of my fence was almost brought down by them.

‘’they have fled. Anyway we will still keep an eye on your property’’ the leading officer assured me and left with his men. I really was glad they showed up on time but I equally was disappointed that they made no form of investigation.
I simply returned to my room after they left and spent a great deal of time thinking about my life and how lucky I was to survive the attack.

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Joe showed up at my apartment by 9am full of concern. I narrated everything to him while he listened patiently.

‘’do you think they were after my life?’’ I asked when I was done with my story. He shrugged and breathed deeply.

‘’hmmm that’s a very tough question but I think if they were actually after your life, there are many ways to do it than sneaking into your house in the middle of the night. Perhaps it could be nothing but plain robbery or maybe they came for something you have in the house’’ he said intelligently, leaving me in deep thoughts.
Just that moment, my phone rang and it was no other person than Jessica calling me for the first time.

To be continued

[Edoman]

SHADES OF LUST Episode 1-20


Episode 1

In front of an uncompleted one storey building, stood a boy of about twenty three years old. He was standing in front of a fresh grave, holding a candle with his right hand as tears fell from his eyes.

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My name is Jude Ibeh, a half Nigerian, and half American. Yes I used the term because my mother was a white American while my father was a Nigerian, however I never got to know my mum because she died when I was two years old leaving me solely under my dad’s care who did a good job raising me up. All I inherited from my mother was her skin color and smile.
I grew to love my dad with all my heart even though we disagreed on many things because he was so traditional and had a sort of old school mentality. He believed a lot in tradition and wanted me to accept all his beliefs which never went down well with me.
I was forced to return to Nigerian for my university education after high school without caring for my feelings. Yes Nigeria is a great country but the temperature, attitude of the people and everything about the country never suited my lifestyle.

I was admitted into Imo state university to study industrial chemistry and it really was hell for me. The lecture rush, the intonation of lecturers, the overcrowding of lecture halls, the noise and the struggles really left a sore taste in my mouth. I simply managed to pass over to my second year with lots of carryovers and yes the second year was equally stressful but much better because I was slowly adapting much to my dad’s pleasure.

But on my third year when I was finally about becoming a full time Igbo boy, my dad left me all alone in the world. He returned to Nigeria on March 1st 2012 for a little business but never lived to see the next day. You can’t imagine the shock I had when I got a call from one of my uncles that my father was dead. That he died in his sleep.
I simply couldn’t believe my ears. It sounded so unreal and unbelievable but on getting home I found out that the only person I had in the world was gone. My life instantly came to a standstill. I just felt like killing myself and leaving the world as well.

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My dad’s burial was quickly organized by my uncles who didn’t give me any say in the matter since I wasn’t yet recognized as a man. I knew my dad was murdered but I had no evidence. I had no money. I equally wasn’t man enough to challenge anyone.
I simply was in a tight corner and all I did was observe and cry out my heart.

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After the burial, I was left all alone to manage and cater for myself. I just didn’t know what to think or where to start reorganizing my life. I wasn’t good at any type of hustling. Menial jobs just weren’t for me and my uncles never seemed to care.
My dad equally never left much for me apart from the uncompleted building at home and the little he had left in his bank account after the burial ceremony.

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As I stood before my father’s grave, crying out my heart. I was at lost. I was so empty and alone. I never knew life could be so difficult and mean. I badly had the urge to abandon my studies and return to America but none of the options before me looked easy.

I felt a strong hand land on my shoulder. I turned to see one of my senior cousins smiling at me. I looked at him and swallowed hard. Kelvin was the only person who cared of my well-being during the course of my father’s burial but then his father was equally one of my uncles that I was suspecting over my father’s strange death which made me not to trust his kind gestures towards me.

Kelvin was around twenty eight years old. He looked quite rich and had two expensive cars that rolled people’s eyes but then no one could say exactly the business he was into and he never cared what people felt about his source of wealth.

‘’I know how you feel right now. I know you think the world is nothing but hell. I’m here to help you. I’m here to turn you into something you never imagined you would be. Stop crying for your dad. He is already done. It’s now left for you to continue his legacy. You are going back with me to the city and I will teach you how to survive in a Nigerian way.’’ He said with a smile while I curiously stared at him a bit confused over his words.

‘’How to survive in a Nigerian way’’ I muttered over and over to myself as I stared at him.

Episode 2

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’are you for real?’’ I asked breathlessly as a new kind of relief filled my entire being. I wasn’t expecting such generosity. It really came as a great surprise to me.

‘’we will leave for the city in two days. You will stay with me until you get your spirit back’’ he answered, tapped my shoulder and left with a smile. And that was how I became very close to Kelvin.
We left the village two days later and headed to his house as he promised. He owned a very cute bungalow, well furnished and designed with superior taste.

‘’this is my house. I pay no rent to anyone’’ he revealed as we walked into the plush apartment, leaving me gasping with disbelief as I imagined how much he’s worth.

‘’this is not only my home but yours as well. In no time you will understand a lot. You will get answers to the questions I know running through your young mind’’ he said with a savvy smile. I shrugged and smiled at him.

Kelvin’s side of the story

My uncle’s death really came as a great blow to me. He was the only uncle that encouraged and regularly sent me money when I dropped out of school due to my stupidity years ago.
Before his death, he confided in me that he planned returning permanently to Nigeria to run a business. He never told me the details of the business or who was helping him with it. Hence my great surprise to learn of his death, just a day after his arrival to the country.
Yes it definitely looked like murder to me even though the medical report obtained said he died of natural causes. I was just so helpless and couldn’t do a thing than to observe as my father and uncles speedily buried the unfortunate man, leaving his young son who really didn’t know much about life or Nigeria to fend on his own.

Jude was more of an American than a Nigerian. The color of his skin, his voice, his behavior, the way he walked and everything about him was just American. I took pity on him and had to offer him a life even though what I was offering was a life of crime but then with it he could maintain his rich lifestyle, finish his education and be a good man.

So what exactly do I mean by a life of crime?? Hmmmm

Yes having dropped out of school, my parents cursed and left me on my own. I had to survive. I had to do everything to make money and of course I succeeded.

I had to join some friends in yahoo scam, we lied, we duped, we robbed unfortunate victims but it never stopped there. We upgraded to kidnapping and oil theft. In two years I had a house in Owerri where I based, plus a very fat bank account. The easiest way to make real money was through crime but it equally was the easiest to die.

Young Jude had the looks, the charms and the brain for business. Everything about him was good for business and as his new guardian, my job was to take care of him and help him to the top via any means.

Nevertheless I still had my doubts. Jude looked so tender and gentle. Somehow I was scared if he could really live up to expectation.

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HOURS LATER;
Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’Thanks Kelvin for everything. You are the last person I expected to help me’’ I said to him with a heart filled with gratitude as we enjoyed an evening meal in a very plush fast food joint. He smiled and nodded.

‘’so tell me, are you a virgin?’’ he suddenly asked, leaving me totally embarrassed. I almost choked with embarrassment.

‘’come on be free with me” he urged with a short laugh. I shrugged with hesitation as my school life flashed back to my head. I never had a girlfriend but my affluent lifestyle and look really left a dozen girls on my speed dial.

‘’no, I’m no virgin’’ I stammered softly. He laughed and offered his hand for a handshake.

‘’that’s good’’ he surprisingly said, leaving me wondering what he asked the uncomfortable question for.

I had my doubts about Kelvin but he was a very likeable parson and the only one that offered me what no one else cared to offer me. I had to be strong and focused to survive and dig out those behind my father’s death.

To be continued

Episode 3

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’So how about I arrange a girl to cheer you up?’’ Kelvin suddenly suggested, putting a tempting offer before me. I quickly shook my head.

‘’I just buried my father. No I don’t need a woman now’’ I breathed with a frown.

‘’that’s cool, but you should learn how to put aside your grief and move on with life’’ he advised softly. I sipped my drink, kept quiet for a while before throwing him a very curious look.

‘’my father was murdered. Do you have any idea who could be responsible?’’ I asked, leaving him extremely surprised with my question. At first he looked quite shocked but quickly composed himself.

‘’actually I have no idea of what exactly led to your father’s death but supposing I have something about that, I won’t tell you because you are in no position to do anything about it. You have to first relax, face your life, survive before asking questions unless you wish to die at a young age’’ he answered guardedly , leaving me shrugging with resignation.

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‘’I really want you to join my line of business. That’s the only way you can survive, make enough money to pay your bills and live a much fulfilled life. You see I run a string of networks that cut across multimillion Naira scams, forgery, gambling and so on. I have been doing it for years and yes I currently have everything I want in life. I shouldn’t be telling you all these but I think it’s my responsibility to open a good road for you. Your dad helped me when everyone turned against me. I have to reciprocate that gesture but I don’t know how strong you are’’ he breathed as we headed home minutes later.
I threw him a quick look, unable to say a word. Of course crime is something that always sends a chill through an innocent man’s heart. I felt suddenly cold.

‘’apart from the car your dad left behind, how much money do you have left?’’ he asked. I shrugged and breathed deeply.

‘’it’s not much. It won’t even last up to five months’’ I answered. He smiled.

‘’I easily could pay your school fees and support your education but after that what next?. Having a university education is no longer a guarantee of getting a good job. Most graduates now end up working at factories and workshops of school drop outs like me. Believe me, if you can be a part of my network, you will have a company of your own within four years’’ he said seriously.

‘’but why are you telling me all these bro?. You know we are not that close for you to be opening up to me this way?’’ I asked curiously. He smiled.

‘’yes I know but I always follow my heart and this time it led me to you’’ he answered.

‘’but what truly are the chances of being caught?’’ I asked.

‘’hmmm well I sincerely can’t say because no one in my network has ever been caught. We don’t pull any deal without first making sure it’s safe. We have people in every key country and bank. You have nothing to fear bro’’ he answered, leaving me totally convinced. I breathed deeply and nodded.

‘’fine I’m good to go” I breathed, leaving a very big smile on his face.

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I ended up spending three weeks at his house and what a hectic three weeks it was. I learnt a lot. I learnt that social networks just weren’t there for chatting alone, but also a very good fishing ground for scam victims. I learnt the act of fishing, profiling, packaging and presentation. I learnt to assume many identities. I even learnt some foreign ways of communicating. I learnt a whole lot with Kelvin who used the first three weeks I spent with him to teach me the secret behind online scamming.

At the end of three weeks I returned to my hostel to see if I could continue with my university education from where I abandoned it months earlier.
I returned to school a different person. I returned to school with a different mindset.

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My hostel mates all rushed into my room the moment they learnt I was back to pay their condolences. I had lots of questions to answer and no matter how hard I tried to be free with them; they all noticed that I was changed.

One after the other they soon left, finally leaving Tracy and I alone in my room.

Tracy was my course mate and someone very dear to me. She really helped me a lot in my first year and equally was very helpful in my second year.
I had to move over to my current hostel earlier in the year just to be closer to her. But my feelings for her were simply pure and harmless. I saw her as a very innocent girl who never deserved to be harmed and I never for once had any strange or bad ideas for her.
Even when I had sharp quickies with other girls, I made sure she never got to know about it. She was the only girl that understood me. But for the first time in my life, I was very uncomfortable being alone with her.

‘’you lost your dad and you never invited anyone to his burial, including me. I only got to hear about it from a course mate. And now you are acting so strange and different. What’s really going on?. You can still confide in me’’ she demanded, drawing close to hold my hand. I looked away, avoiding her gaze for no just reason. Her presence made me feel totally uncomfortable.

‘’I lost my dad. He was killed. I have no one else. I’m all alone in a country that is still a bit foreign to me. I have bills to pay. My school fees, hostel rent, test book, feeding and everything. Why won’t I look different with such problems bugging me?’’ I asked breathlessly.

‘’I understand. That’s why you should always confide in me. I’m not from a poor family. We can always find a way out, just like we did in our first year. ‘’ she said tightening her grip on me. I quickly broke free from her, stood up and breathed deeply.

‘’never mind, I already have found a way out. I have a new means of taking care of myself’’ I said without thinking, leaving her staring at me with great astonishment.

‘’what in the world are you talking about. Can you put me through please?’’ she demanded like a caring wife, leaving speechless as I instantly searched for a lie to cover my outburst but couldn’t find any.

I really liked Tracy but I had to keep some things from her to retain her respect.

Episode 4

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’listen Tracy. I’m no longer the spoilt good for nothing rich dude you used to know. I’m now nothing. I’m now nobody. I can’t even afford to take you out or buy lunch for you like I used to do in the past’’ I confessed for no reason, leaving the young girl totally shocked with my comment.

‘’are you trying to insult me or what?. Are you trying to say that I have been your friend all these while for your money or what?. I see you have nothing to talk about. You know where to find me when you get a grip of yourself’’ she replied with great energy, hissed and headed to the door. I instantly regretted every word I said to her.
It really was the first time she was getting angry with me. I kind of felt it.

‘’I’m so sorry for attacking you. I just haven’t been myself since I lost my dad and returning to the hostel really disorganized my head. I’m sorry’’ I apologized.. She stopped, turned and faced me.

‘’sharing your feelings, confiding in someone you trust can be helpful in your present condition. I suggest you talk to me. Open your heart to me. Share your feelings with me’’ she demanded soothingly, drawing close to me once again. I bit my lips and stared at her for some seconds.

‘’You won’t understand how I feel right now’’ I breathed, staring deep into her eyes.

‘’My dad was murdered. I was told he died in his sleep but that’s a mystery I’m so eager to unravel. My uncles all teamed up and organized a quick burial without considering my feelings with the pretence of cutting costs. My dad was in the country for a business he told me he was setting up the last time we talked. He equally had plans of completing his house in the village and marrying a new wife. No one has been able to give account of how his money grew winds or why he died so mysteriously. Now out of nowhere, one of my cousins is offering to help me stand on my feet. But I don’t trust him. I feel there is more to his help. I was with him for three weeks and he taught me stuffs that I never knew were real, Stuffs that I’m so ashamed to talk about. Here I’m so confused, so empty and so tired of life’’ I poured out solemnly, covering my face with my palms. Tracy drew closer, took down my hands and searched my eyes for a while before surprising me with a hug. And yes I badly needed the hug.

‘’you have every reason to be suspicious and concerned. You have every reason to seek for the truth but you are not yet ready for such because if indeed your dad was murdered, it means the murderer is still out there observing your movements. You have to let it go for now at least until you finish your education’’ she advised softly.

‘’you said your cousin is teaching you stuffs?. What exactly is he teaching you?’’ she suddenly demanded, throwing me off balance with her question.

‘’Tracy please don’t ask me that question. I beg of you. Let’s just forget about all I said to you’’ I begged softly. She stared at me suspiciously before shrugging with resignation.

‘’you have to be careful Jude. I hope no one is trying to manipulate or put you in trouble after murdering your father’’ she breathed, leaving the idea embedded in my heart as we stared at each other.

‘’perhaps Kelvin could really be behind my father’s death’’ I wondered for the umpteenth time as Tracy’s eyes met mine.
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meanwhile @joe’s Gym, works layout,
Kelvin’s side of the story continues
(Inside the gym; Kelvin and his friend Joe are seen having a heated discussion. The two guys have been friends for a long time)

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‘’so I hope your young cousin is learning very fast?’’ Joe asked me.

‘’yes the boy is a quick learner. He has the brain. But seriously I do feel guilty for his father’s death. You can’t believe the man called me to be with him the day he arrived town but I couldn’t honor his invitation because I was busy with Cynthia. I feel the man was murdered and perhaps I would have prevented it supposing I honored his invitation to be with him’’ I confessed with great guilt.

‘’jeez’’ Joe breathed.

‘’I feel so responsible. You can’t believe that the man’s money and everything just disappeared without a trace. He confided in me before coming to the country that he was setting up a business in Nigeria. I don’t have details of the business or names of his partners. His death was just so clean and untraceable’’ I added, shaking my head.

‘’he died in the village?’’ Joe asked. I nodded.

‘’yes and that’s the most confusing thing. The man always spent the night in the city whenever he was in the country but I was surprised that he spent the night in his small old house in the village. You know the old house behind the new building?’’ I explained to Joe who nodded silently.

‘’whoever killed him will have me to battle. Tomorrow I will be going to the village to confront my father. I feel he is hiding something with his brothers’’ I resolved while my friend shrugged.

‘’you are not good at playing the good guy. I hope you don’t fail in this new quest of yours’’ he grinned, lighting up a cigarette as I looked down with great worry.

Episode 5

Kelvin’s side of the story continues

Early the next morning, I headed to the village to confront my dad. Deep down I was extremely anxious. A part of me needed the truth while another part of me was scared of what the truth could reveal. I prayed for my dad not to be involved in the silly scandal. Of courses his involvement would affect my plans and everything I stood for.

I just wasn’t myself as I drove into our compound that early morning. I arrived home quite on time to join my parents on breakfast. Dad was of course so surprised with my unannounced visit and as soon as we were alone, he threw the first serious question.

‘’I know you aren’t here for breakfast, so what brought you home this early?’’ he asked curiously. I smiled, studying him keenly.
My old man really was a nice man who had the best plans for me. He wanted me to be a medical doctor. He wanted me to be the first doctor in the family and when I dropped out of school, he was so totally devastated, to the extent of washing his hands off me.
However when I left for the city and started making my money, he was forced to tolerate me once again, even though the pain of disappointment was still very much in him.

‘’it’s because of Jude that I’m here dad’’ I breathed while he drew back with concern.

‘’how about him?. Don’t tell me something happened to him?. You know I was glad when you took him to the city’’ he muttered anxiously.

‘’the boy is fine but I just want to know how his father really died and why you guys hurriedly buried him?’’ I asked curiously.

‘’oh not again’’ he breathed looking down.

‘’you know the boy’s father was a brother i cherished the most. He never kept anything from me till his death. I was with him the evening before his death. He spoke of many things. He told me about a shipping business he was about starting in the country. He equally told me about the lady he planned marrying. Yes the lady was with him that evening. He introduced her to me but I really didn’t pay a very close attention to her because of my bad eyesight. But she’s very pretty and a bit advanced in age. She looked about thirty to thirty three years old. Things played out so fast my son. In the morning we discovered my brother dead and all alone. The woman wasn’t there and there wasn’t any way to find her and you know leaving my brother’s body in the morgue for such investigation could drag on to a year. Who would foot the bills?. Moreover the hospital we took him to said he died of natural causes. We had no choice than to bury him’’ he explained while I shook my head with anger.

‘’dad I’m totally disappointed. You and your brothers just buried one of your own like a dog just because of this silly excuse. Can I have the keys to my uncle’s house?. I know you still have the spare?’’ I demanded with a raised tone, leaving him indecisive for some seconds. He finally rose up, went to his room and returned with the keys.

‘’find the woman and perhaps, you would get all the answers you seek’’ he said with a solemn tone as he handed the keys over to me.

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I quickly headed to my late uncle’s old house to see if I could find anything that would lead me to the mystery woman. I made my way to his room and calmly searched every bit of it. All I could find was his suitcase which had many documents inside. I couldn’t go through the documents that minute, instead I grabbed the suitcase and left the house with it. My plan was to take my time in going through the documents in my house.

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I returned to the city two hours later, so anxious to go through the documents. The first thing that greeted my eyes as I opened the first envelope I saw inside the suitcase was a signed Cheque meant for a lady with the name ‘’JESSICA SIMON”. My hands shook as I stared at the paper, trying to come out with an idea. But I barely had the time to think out anything when I got a phone call from Cynthia that she was being detained at a police station.

‘’please come bail me dear. I can’t stand this place’’ she begged, leaving me with no choice than to abandon all I was doing and head over to the station to bail her a-s out.

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That very same day,
Jude’s side of the story

I stared at the huge lecture notes before me, clueless on how to photocopy all of them. I really missed a lot of tests and assignments even though Tracy did her best in covering some for me.

‘’I don’t how this semester will be. I give up’’ I breathed to an astonished Tracy.

‘’you just have to relax; little by little you will cover everything. Tomorrow we can start by meeting the lecturers you missed their tests to explain your situation.’’ She suggested.

‘’I have to go. I have to go cool off’’ I breathed, standing up.

‘’don’t tell me you are leaving the class?. It’s barely 12pm and we have lecture by 12:30pm’’ she reminded me but my mind was already made up to leave the class.

‘’we will see in the hostel. Just take care’’ I said to her, walked out of the class and headed to my dad’s car, where I relaxed for some seconds before driving away. I headed straight to Kelvin’s house to cool off.

On getting to the house, I found it locked, but I had the spare keys he gave me. I easily let myself in, fetched a can of coke from his fridge, switched on the TV and settled down to rest. When I tried changing the channel, I couldn’t find the remote and had to go over to his room to see if he left it there. But on getting to the room, a strange sight greeted me.
‘’I FOUND MY DAD’S SUITCASE AND DOCUMENTS SCATTERED OVER HIS BED’’ I couldn’t believe my eyes as my imaginations ran wild.

‘’how could I be so stupid to believe his friendly gestures?. Of course he killed my dad. This is strong evidence’’ I shook with great rage as I backed out of his room and headed to the kitchen to grab a knife.

To be continued.

 


 

Episode 6

Jude’s side of the story continues

After grabbing a small knife at the kitchen, I slowly calmed down to weigh the consequences of my decision. Yes I was determined to stab Kelvin. I was determined to kill him like he did to my dad but after killing him what next?, I asked myself over and over.

Of course I knew killing him won’t be any easy and covering the crime equally won’t be an easy thing. Then living with such deed in my conscience equally could kill me. I wasn’t a killer. It wasn’t in my blood. But I just couldn’t let him get away so easily. I so was totally convinced that he killed my dad for money. The suitcase and documents in his room were enough evidence to seal my mind.

I slowly went back to the bedroom, packed up the documents and headed to the sitting with the suitcase in my left hand. I really was confused. I just was in a hopeless state.
Luckily, I didn’t wait long before Kelvin walked into his apartment with a well built lady. His reaction on seeing me with the suitcase was so revealing. He simply froze with great surprise as his eyes fell on the suitcase. He couldn’t say a word. Of course what was there to say?. He wasn’t expecting to see me and so had nothing prepared to tell me.

It was my chance to strike him dead with the knife. It was the opportunity I needed to avenge my father’s death but as the opportunity stared at me on the face, I realized that it wasn’t easy to take a man’s life. My hand trembled but I held onto the knife strongly with my right hand while the suitcase rested strongly in my left hand.

The lady with him stared at me suspiciously, too stunned or perhaps confused to say a word.

I hissed, threw down the knife and walked out of the apartment without saying a word to anyone.

‘’Jude, please wait. I have to explain’’ I heard Kelvin beg as he ran after me but I wasn’t ready to listen to him. I wasn’t ready to listen to his explanation. I couldn’t bear listening to his reason on why he killed my father.

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Kelvin’s side of the story

I really wasn’t pleased going to the police station to bail out Cynthia but it was something I had to do in order to continue enjoying the numerous benefits I had with her. Cynthia was a seamstress and a big time trouble maker. A no nonsense lady who was scared of no one, but then she equally was as strong as a tiger on bed which made her very precious to me. Anytime we had s-x, it was nothing but a competition on who would get tired first. She really was very valuable to me and her sexual prowess made me blinded to her faults even though sometimes I was forced to meddle in to her business just like I was being forced to come bail her out from police custody.

On getting to the police station, I learnt she was involved in a fight with a neighbor who threw dirty water in front of her shop. It really was a little issue which dragged into a fight, forcing a police team passing by to cash in on the opportunity to make some money by detaining the two women.

I ended up spending five thousand naira I never planned spending.

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‘’I’m so sorry dear. I’m sorry for making you spend your hard earned money this afternoon. It’s just that the silly girl refused listening to my pleas to stop throwing dirty water in front of my shop. Imagine after washing her plates and cleaning up her restaurant every morning she would throw the water in front of my shop because she comes very early in the morning when no one will see her. I just couldn’t take it anymore and had to slap her’’ Cynthia apologized and explained as we left the police station but my mind wasn’t on her explanation. All I wanted was to go home and get done with the documents I was in the process of checking out before I was invited to the police station.

‘’I know you are very angry with me?. I’m very sorry. How about we go to your house and see who has the strongest appetite for s-x today?’’ she pushed on, arousing me with her words as her left hand slowly reached for my trouser zip, putting a smile over my face.

‘’hmmmmm, let’s get home first’’ I breathed and softly pushed off her hand from my trouser.

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The joy on my face however disappeared the moment I walked into my apartment to see Jude holding the suitcase with one hand and a kitchen knife with another hand. I simply was at lost on what to say or do. I wasn’t expecting him; I wasn’t prepared in any way.
I knew I was wrong to go through his father’s things without first consulting him. I knew he had every reason to feel bad and suspicious but then all I did was done out of good faith, moreover he was too young to understand. I tried to talk but just couldn’t.

Luckily, he threw down the knife and ran out of the apartment with the suitcase which had the evidence I needed in investigating his father’s death, forcing me to run after him with no success. I returned to my sitting room to face Cynthia who had a thousand and one questions to ask me but I was in no mood to speak to her.

Jude really was spoiling things without realizing it.

Episode 7

Jude’s side of the story continues

I returned to my hostel to cry out my heart. I couldn’t believe all I just discovered were real. Kelvin was the only family I had left and discovering his deceit really left a great hollow in my heart. I was beginning to grow fond of him. I was beginning to feel at peace with him only to discover that he wasn’t clean after all. I felt all alone. I felt empty. I felt so sad. My heart yearned for vengeance but I was too scared and weak to confront him like a man.

‘’dear lord, you are all I got now’’ I prayed earnestly.

Tracy walked into my room an hour later with a frown on her face. It was very obvious she wasn’t pleased with the way I left school earlier in the day and the last thing I wanted that afternoon was a scolding from her. I quickly closed my eyes to avoid her gaze. She sat beside me on the bed, hesitated for some seconds before shaking me violently.

‘’so you left school just to come here and sleep?. That’s a very silly attitude. I’m far from happy with you’’ she breathed fiercely. I opened my eyes, stared at her for a while before sitting up.

‘’I went to my cousin’s house to relax , only to find my dad’s documents on his bed’’ I slowly said to her, pointing to the suitcase which was under my reading table. She gasped with surprise, reached forward and grabbed the suitcase.

‘’I couldn’t believe it. I felt he killed my dad for the contents of that suitcase and then tried to befriend me for a reason best known only to him. The painful thing is that I can’t do anything to him. I can’t report him to the police because I lack strong evidence. But I still believe he will come here with a story to convince me on letting go of the suitcase.’’ I slowly opened up to her.

‘’this is serious. I can’t believe this’’ she breathed.

‘’take the bag to your room. Hide it for me. I will figure out something soon’’ I breathed. She nodded, stood up and disappeared to her room with the suitcase. I fell back on my bed with tears in my eyes.

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Kelvin’s side of the story continues

‘’I know you won’t tell me what the scene I just witnessed was all about?’’ Cynthia asked, sitting on my laps. I shook my head and closed my eyes. My head just was filled up. I wasn’t myself after the incredible scene with Jude.

‘’sometimes you treat me as if I’m nothing but a call girl to you. I can tolerate anything but not being ignored. Very well, I’m leaving and don’t ever come looking for me again’’ she threatened, jumped off my body , grabbed her bag and headed to the door.

‘’I’m sorry my love. Don’t go away please’’ I forced myself to apologize, standing to meet her. She stopped, stared at me and smiled.

‘’the boy found his late father’s documents in my room and just over-reacted’ I explained. She nodded.

‘’I was investigating the man’s death and had to take some of his things without the boy’s knowledge which he found in my room. I guess he’s mind is running wild right now’’ I explained, while she came forward and threw her hands around my neck.

‘’you have to let him cool down first before explaining to him. By tomorrow, you can find a way to talk to him’’ she advised and kissed me. I licked my lips and unbuttoned her shirt.

‘’how about we play the match right here, right now. No holds barred’’ I suggested with a short laugh, taking off my shirt. She laughed and rolled her eyes.

‘’naughty boy, you want no holds by this time of the day?. I have my business to run jare. Let’s just do a quickie and that’s it’’ she muttered, taking off the rest of her clothes while I positioned myself for a quick d—-e quickie.

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Jude’s side of the story continues

By 9pm, Tracy and I were all alone in her room. We lay beside each other like happy lovers and it just looked as if we just had a great s-x even though we never kissed for once.

‘’you know you are the only person I now have. The only person I trust. I used to have my suspicions about Kelvin but I had to push everything aside and hope for the best. I really feel bad’’ I muttered with all my heart while she smiled and embraced me with great care, warming my heart with such wonderful gesture. I felt like making love to her there and then. I felt like caressing her hair and licking her dry but something stronger than passion held me back. Perhaps it was respect, perhaps it was the fear of hurting her. I simply swallowed the sexual hunger in me and closed my eyes.

‘’you just have to forget about Kelvin and sleep. We have lectures tomorrow’’ she added softly.

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Early the next morning, Tracy woke me up to inform me that a man was waiting for me outside her room.
‘’he said his name is Kelvin. I guess someone directed him to my room when he checked yours’’ she explained softly, leaving me indecisive on whether to ignore him or confront him.

‘’I think the best thing is to hear what he has to say. You can still leave the suitcase with me’’ she suggested like a caring wife and I had no choice than to follow her suggestion, even though deep down I had a little strange fear in me.

‘’I hope involving Tracy in my mess won’t harm her in future’’ I said to myself as I went out to confront Kelvin over again.

Episode 8

Jude’s side of the story continues

I walked out of Tracy’s room to meet Kelvin who was patiently waiting for me. He smiled at me while I looked down with a frown.

‘’listen Jude. You have to quit behaving like a baby and act like a man. If there is anything you wish to say to me, better say it now’’ he demanded with a strong voice. I looked up at him, breathing heavily.

‘’what are my father’s documents doing in your room?. You said you knew nothing about his death but it doesn’t look so’’ I poured out bravely. He drew closer and touched my left shoulder.

‘’listen Jude, supposing I killed your dad, I wouldn’t need you for anything and you wouldn’t be alive today to question my integrity. You just need to think deeply. Why would I give you my house keys if I’m actually guilty like you think? Boy I’m just trying to help you get to the root of your father’s death. If he was actually killed, then you have to know that the murderer is still free out there and you can’t find the person without my help. Inside the suitcase, there is a signed cheque in there. That’s the lead I’m currently following. You have to give me back the suitcase’’ he explained and demanded seriously. I shook my head and staggered back.
Yes his words were totally convincing, his motive seemed genuine but I still had my reservations. I wasn’t willing to give him back the suitcase so easily. I had to study the contents of the suitcase first and I was yet to do it thoroughly.

‘’I will give it back to you but not now’’ I breathed. He shrugged with resignation.

‘’suit yourself. But how about the deals we stopped halfway the other time?. The money is supposed to come in by Monday and we still have a lot to do. You have to come over to my place for us to get done with it or are you no longer interested?’’ he asked curiously while I nodded.

‘’yes, let’s go to my room. I will freshen up and we will go to your house together’’ I answered, leaving him with a sigh of relief.

‘’a friend of mine is among sponsors of a beauty pageant going down this coming Sunday in Abuja. He gave me two VIP tickets and I know you will love to go with me’’ he offered as we walked to my room, leaving an innocent smile over my face.
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I spent the next three days in Kelvin’s house where we worked tirelessly to close a fraud deal worth 15million naira. Yes it wasn’t an easy deal, and the cost of even pulling it was close to 5million naira, not to talk of the percentage his partners were to take out of the deal.
By Saturday evening we flew to Abuja where we were hosted by one of Kelvin’s rich friends.

‘’Edu is now a big time car dealer. You can’t believe two years ago, he had nothing but two shirts and a trouser but now look at him. He has up to twenty graduates in his payroll’’ Kelvin whispered to me with a proud smile.
Yes I was totally impressed by everything he was opening my eyes to.

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Sunday evening, we found ourselves inside an exquisite hotel in the heart of the capital city. The whole environment looked like an entirely different world. I just felt so small in the midst of celebrities, business moguls, fashion designers, TV presenters and politicians. The whole place was just amazing. The show was yet to start when we arrived.

‘’you have to act like you belong here. You have your American upbringing with you. This is the place to showcase it well’’ Kelvin whispered to me with a smile of accomplishment.

For no reason he chose a table already occupied by a very beautiful light skinned lady, who sat alone, with her eyes glued to her phone. However as we approached the table, she raised her eyes to meet my stare and the moment our eyes met, it was as if the world suddenly stopped revolving. She looked so gracious, so charming and so beautiful. She looked quite older than me but it never stopped me from getting greatly attracted to her that instant.

The lady on her own part left her eyes on me longer than necessary, as if she recognized me from somewhere.

Deep down I knew my story was about to change, but what I didn’t know was if it was changing for good or for bad.

Episode 9

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’hi hope you won’t mind us joining you?’’ Kelvin asked the young lady politely. She smiled, throwing him a quick look.

‘’nope I won’t mind sitting with two handsome young men. I’m all alone’’ she answered pleasantly, throwing another quick look at me.

‘’my name is Kelvin and he is Jude, my cousin who just arrived from the states. I’m trying to show him around the country’’ Kelvin said with a smile, trying to start a conversation with her but then her attention was more on me and after Kelvin introduced me, her eyes kind of brightened more.

‘’are you from Colorado?’’ she asked me curiously. I shook my head nervously.

‘’no I grew up in Arlington Virginia’’ I answered nervously. Her eyes instantly fell.

‘’oh I’m sorry. I mistook you for someone else. You resembled an old friend of mine’’ she said with a smile while Kelvin looked on silently.

‘’anyway I’m Mrs. Pamela, wife of a serving senator’’ she introduced herself, leaving me shocked with the revelation. Yes I knew she was very sophisticated and rich but I never imagined her to be the wife of a serving senator, moreover she looked quite young to have a serving senator as a husband. Nevertheless she was a very friendly lady and I kind of had a very strange desire to be with her.

‘’why do you look so surprised?’’ she asked me.

‘’no nothing, just that your husband is a very lucky man’’ I replied softly. She laughed and said nothing else.

The event soon started, capturing our attention. We didn’t say much to each other until she got up to leave three hours later.

‘’I can’t stay any longer. I have to leave now. You can call me up later’’ she said with a smile, offering a business card to me before walking away. I threw a quick look at Kelvin who stared at me with an open mouth.

‘’I guess she has something for small boys. Imagine ignoring me and paying every attention to you’’ he joked as I took a quick look at the business card.

‘’I like her very much and I just feel like being with her. I don’t know why I’m feeling this way’’ I confessed.

‘’you feel nothing but lust. She has a great body but she’s married. She’s married to a senator. Get that into your head’’ he advised and changed the topic without knowing that deep down I had plans for the beautiful lady.

‘’how old do you think she could be?’’ I heard myself ask Kelvin as we left the event hours later. He stared at me suspiciously before shrugging.

‘’Between twenty six to twenty eight years old. She’s quite young’’ he answered with lack of interest, but for me Pamela’s image stuck in my head and refused to leave. It really was my first time of having such strong desire to be with a woman.

We returned to Owerri the next day and yea I returned with Pamela’s image in my head. If not for one thing, I would have thought what I felt was love but perhaps Kelvin was right. What I felt was lust instead.

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Tuesday afternoon, Kelvin transferred one million naira to my account.
‘’that’s your share for a well done job. The money got in yesterday and you know we have to work harder for another pay. Please use the money wisely. And save as much as you can’’ he advised me with a smile.
I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe myself. I couldn’t believe I could make so much money by only by sitting at home, working with a computer. I felt on top of the world. It was the first money I ever earned with my sweat.

I quickly rushed to the bank, withdrew thirty thousand naira and headed straight to a boutique where I bought a fancy gown and necklace for Tracy. I equally bought fried rice, chicken and ice cream from a fast food joint close by. My plan was to surprise her with the gifts and equally make use of the opportunity to apologize to her. Because all through the weekend I ignored her calls and messages due to the fact that I had no tangible excuse to give her on why i was away from school and I still badly needed her friendship and help.

I headed straight to the hostel with all I bought, hoping to buy her with the gifts. But it was a miscalculated effort because she shut the door on my face the moment she noticed I was the person knocking on her door.

‘’listen Jude, I don’t know what is going on with you anymore and I don’t associate with any guy who doesn’t take his future seriously. You just have to forget about our friendship. We have nothing in common any longer’’ she shouted from her room, leaving me stunned.

‘’this isn’t the way to treat a friend. At least you should have offered a listening ear to me first before concluding things in your mind’’ I shouted back, banging on her door. She opened the door once again, this time holding the suitcase I left in her care.

‘’you have to take your dad’s stuff. I don’t want it in my room anymore’’ she breathed as her eyes fell on the things I bought for her.

‘’I know you are angry. And you have every right to be angry with me. But please leave my dad’s stuff out of this. I left it in your care for a reason’’ I begged.

‘’just get out of here please’’ she muttered, sighed and shut her door again. Her action r4eally annoyed me in a way because she wasn’t my girlfriend even though we shared many things in common. I simply turned and returned to my room with all the stuffs I bought for her, regretting ever spending my money on them.

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The next day, Tracy carried on with her attitude of the previous day. She simply ignored me even though I prepared for school very early because of her and without her company in school I felt out of place and had to leave before the second lecture of the day.

The next few days would have been extremely boring for me if not for Pamela who turned out to be a very free and jovial lady. After reaching her on phone where I introduced myself all over again, she kind of became very free with me, to the extent of adding me up on her social media accounts. She was mostly active on bbm.

In no time we developed a very strong bond. I told her almost everything about myself, though I lied about my age by claiming to be twenty six years old.

‘’and what are you still doing in the university. Hmmm I really thought you were within the age range of twenty two to twenty four’’ she had asked when I lied to her about my age.

‘’my dad wanted me to study in Nigeria by all means, something I kicked against and had to spend two idle years at home before succumbing to his wish’’ I lied further.

But not only did I open up to her about myself, she equally opened up about her life to me.( Though, she never really told me everything about her life). However she told me of her fears, plans and dreams. She equally opened up about her marriage life by telling me that she was nothing but a second wife to a senator from the northern region.
‘’My dear it isn’t easy getting your life back after sacrificing a lot to get to the top.’’ Were the exact words she typed the evening she told me about her marriage life. I didn’t push further with the conversation but I knew she had lots of problems going on with her marriage and even though I had lots of questions to ask concerning her background, religion and so on, I kept them all aside because they were none of my business. All I wanted was a good time with her; A very risky adventure.

Yes and I kept my dealings with her away from Kelvin

Episode 10

Jude’s side of the story continues

As days passed by, the bond between Pamela and I grew stronger and the desire to be with her took control of my sense of reasoning and soul. In one of our late night phone calls, I finally popped the question.
‘’how do we see again?”
it was a question I used everything in me to ask. I couldn’t even breathe out of nervousness after asking the question.

‘’hmmmm why do you want us to see again?’’ she asked after keeping quiet for some seconds.

‘’we have a lot in common and I just want to spend a good time with you’’ I murmured, not sure if I gave the right answer.

‘’but we have been spending a lot of time with each other chatting and speaking daily on phone’’ she muttered, perhaps trying hard not to appear desperate or cheap.

‘’yes but that’s on phone. I want to see your face and be able to touch it’’ I answered, while she let out a short laugh.

‘’aren’t you scared of me?. Hope you still remember who I’m?’’ she asked softly.

‘’yes I very well do. You are a very charming, attractive and beautiful lady that I will do anything to be with’’ I replied quickly.

‘’hmmmm anything?’’ she asked.

‘’of course anything’’ I quickly breathed.

‘’I will be coming down to Asaba on Saturday for a wedding. Tomorrow I will send you a text message with the name of the hotel I will be lodging in after the event. All you have to do is book your own room at the hotel, when I get back from the event; I will invite you over to mine. Hope that’s okay for you?’’ she asked, leaving me extremely overjoyed.

‘’yes that’s very cool’’ I muttered with great passion. I couldn’t believe I was about having such a high class chick so effortlessly.

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I really couldn’t wait for Saturday to arrive. I was so nervous and anxious. I did a whole lot of shopping the next few days, buying new sets of clothes and Jewries. Yes I had the money to throw about, thanks to Kelvin.
However on Friday afternoon, Kelvin paid a visit to my hostel without even notifying me that he was coming. He came into my room unannounced, really surprising me with his presence.

‘’what’s up with you?. Are you still angry with me over the suitcase issue or what?. Imagine throughout the week you never bothered to check up on me or even call?’’ he asked suspiciously while I searched for a good reply to give him but found none.

‘’anyway I came to collect the suitcase to continue my investigation on what could have led to your father’s sudden demise. Yesterday morning, hoodlums broke into your father’s compound and ransacked his house. I believe they were looking for something and it could be the suitcase. So you better hand it over to me now unless you have a better plan’’ he demanded. I couldn’t believe my ears.

‘’’You mean my dad’s old house was ransacked yesterday?’’ I stammered the question. He nodded.

‘’Yes and that’s the more reason why you should trust me. Now get the suitcase’’ he demanded once again.

‘’but what do you plan doing with it?’’ I asked.

‘’I already told you that I had a lead I was following before you soiled my plans. I have the experience to decode the contents of that suitcase. It’s your property but you have to trust me’’ he answered convincingly. I breathed deeply and stood up.

‘’the suitcase is with a friend. Let me go get it’’ I answered to his surprise, quickly heading out to Tracy’s room with a fast pounding heart. It really was the first time I was going over to Tracy’s room after she shut the door on my face and equally refused granting me any attention in school days ago.
I really didn’t know what to expect from her and I prayed for her not to embarrass me again. I hate being embarrassed.

Tracy opened the door seconds after I knocked. She looked extremely surprised to see me. It very much showed on her face.

‘’hey’’ she greeted .

‘’I came to collect the suitcase’’ I said with a cold smile.

‘’what for?’’ she asked seriously, taking me by surprise with the question.

‘’I thought you no longer care?. Why ask?’’ I breathed seriously.

‘’is that what you think?. That I no longer care?. All I want you to be is a better man but you just don’t want to be the type of man I want you to be’’ she poured out, shaking her head.

‘’I cannot change who I’m because of you. You said I’m no longer worthy to be your friend and that’s fine by me. You can go find another guy you can mould into an idol’’ I said a bit harshly. She drew back, went into her room and returned with the suitcase.

‘’take it. You can go to hell for all I care’’ she breathed fiercely, throwing the suitcase into my hands but as I looked at her face, I saw that it was greatly colored up. I noticed that she was fighting hard to hold back tears from appearing in her eyes. My heart instantly softened. I couldn’t take seeing her hurt.

‘’why are you always being hard at me?. You always like to control my life?’’ I kind of stammered.

‘’because, because’’ she breathed, shook her head and shut her door on my face without completing the sentence.

To be continued

[Edoman]

SHADES OF LUST Episode 1-20


Episode 1

In front of an uncompleted one storey building, stood a boy of about twenty three years old. He was standing in front of a fresh grave, holding a candle with his right hand as tears fell from his eyes.

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My name is Jude Ibeh, a half Nigerian, and half American. Yes I used the term because my mother was a white American while my father was a Nigerian, however I never got to know my mum because she died when I was two years old leaving me solely under my dad’s care who did a good job raising me up. All I inherited from my mother was her skin color and smile.
I grew to love my dad with all my heart even though we disagreed on many things because he was so traditional and had a sort of old school mentality. He believed a lot in tradition and wanted me to accept all his beliefs which never went down well with me.
I was forced to return to Nigerian for my university education after high school without caring for my feelings. Yes Nigeria is a great country but the temperature, attitude of the people and everything about the country never suited my lifestyle.

I was admitted into Imo state university to study industrial chemistry and it really was hell for me. The lecture rush, the intonation of lecturers, the overcrowding of lecture halls, the noise and the struggles really left a sore taste in my mouth. I simply managed to pass over to my second year with lots of carryovers and yes the second year was equally stressful but much better because I was slowly adapting much to my dad’s pleasure.

But on my third year when I was finally about becoming a full time Igbo boy, my dad left me all alone in the world. He returned to Nigeria on March 1st 2012 for a little business but never lived to see the next day. You can’t imagine the shock I had when I got a call from one of my uncles that my father was dead. That he died in his sleep.
I simply couldn’t believe my ears. It sounded so unreal and unbelievable but on getting home I found out that the only person I had in the world was gone. My life instantly came to a standstill. I just felt like killing myself and leaving the world as well.

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My dad’s burial was quickly organized by my uncles who didn’t give me any say in the matter since I wasn’t yet recognized as a man. I knew my dad was murdered but I had no evidence. I had no money. I equally wasn’t man enough to challenge anyone.
I simply was in a tight corner and all I did was observe and cry out my heart.

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After the burial, I was left all alone to manage and cater for myself. I just didn’t know what to think or where to start reorganizing my life. I wasn’t good at any type of hustling. Menial jobs just weren’t for me and my uncles never seemed to care.
My dad equally never left much for me apart from the uncompleted building at home and the little he had left in his bank account after the burial ceremony.

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As I stood before my father’s grave, crying out my heart. I was at lost. I was so empty and alone. I never knew life could be so difficult and mean. I badly had the urge to abandon my studies and return to America but none of the options before me looked easy.

I felt a strong hand land on my shoulder. I turned to see one of my senior cousins smiling at me. I looked at him and swallowed hard. Kelvin was the only person who cared of my well-being during the course of my father’s burial but then his father was equally one of my uncles that I was suspecting over my father’s strange death which made me not to trust his kind gestures towards me.

Kelvin was around twenty eight years old. He looked quite rich and had two expensive cars that rolled people’s eyes but then no one could say exactly the business he was into and he never cared what people felt about his source of wealth.

‘’I know how you feel right now. I know you think the world is nothing but hell. I’m here to help you. I’m here to turn you into something you never imagined you would be. Stop crying for your dad. He is already done. It’s now left for you to continue his legacy. You are going back with me to the city and I will teach you how to survive in a Nigerian way.’’ He said with a smile while I curiously stared at him a bit confused over his words.

‘’How to survive in a Nigerian way’’ I muttered over and over to myself as I stared at him.


To be continued 


Episode 2

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’are you for real?’’ I asked breathlessly as a new kind of relief filled my entire being. I wasn’t expecting such generosity. It really came as a great surprise to me.

‘’we will leave for the city in two days. You will stay with me until you get your spirit back’’ he answered, tapped my shoulder and left with a smile. And that was how I became very close to Kelvin.
We left the village two days later and headed to his house as he promised. He owned a very cute bungalow, well furnished and designed with superior taste.

‘’this is my house. I pay no rent to anyone’’ he revealed as we walked into the plush apartment, leaving me gasping with disbelief as I imagined how much he’s worth.

‘’this is not only my home but yours as well. In no time you will understand a lot. You will get answers to the questions I know running through your young mind’’ he said with a savvy smile. I shrugged and smiled at him.

Kelvin’s side of the story

My uncle’s death really came as a great blow to me. He was the only uncle that encouraged and regularly sent me money when I dropped out of school due to my stupidity years ago.
Before his death, he confided in me that he planned returning permanently to Nigeria to run a business. He never told me the details of the business or who was helping him with it. Hence my great surprise to learn of his death, just a day after his arrival to the country.
Yes it definitely looked like murder to me even though the medical report obtained said he died of natural causes. I was just so helpless and couldn’t do a thing than to observe as my father and uncles speedily buried the unfortunate man, leaving his young son who really didn’t know much about life or Nigeria to fend on his own.

Jude was more of an American than a Nigerian. The color of his skin, his voice, his behavior, the way he walked and everything about him was just American. I took pity on him and had to offer him a life even though what I was offering was a life of crime but then with it he could maintain his rich lifestyle, finish his education and be a good man.

So what exactly do I mean by a life of crime?? Hmmmm

Yes having dropped out of school, my parents cursed and left me on my own. I had to survive. I had to do everything to make money and of course I succeeded.

I had to join some friends in yahoo scam, we lied, we duped, we robbed unfortunate victims but it never stopped there. We upgraded to kidnapping and oil theft. In two years I had a house in Owerri where I based, plus a very fat bank account. The easiest way to make real money was through crime but it equally was the easiest to die.

Young Jude had the looks, the charms and the brain for business. Everything about him was good for business and as his new guardian, my job was to take care of him and help him to the top via any means.

Nevertheless I still had my doubts. Jude looked so tender and gentle. Somehow I was scared if he could really live up to expectation.

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HOURS LATER;
Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’Thanks Kelvin for everything. You are the last person I expected to help me’’ I said to him with a heart filled with gratitude as we enjoyed an evening meal in a very plush fast food joint. He smiled and nodded.

‘’so tell me, are you a virgin?’’ he suddenly asked, leaving me totally embarrassed. I almost choked with embarrassment.

‘’come on be free with me” he urged with a short laugh. I shrugged with hesitation as my school life flashed back to my head. I never had a girlfriend but my affluent lifestyle and look really left a dozen girls on my speed dial.

‘’no, I’m no virgin’’ I stammered softly. He laughed and offered his hand for a handshake.

‘’that’s good’’ he surprisingly said, leaving me wondering what he asked the uncomfortable question for.

I had my doubts about Kelvin but he was a very likeable parson and the only one that offered me what no one else cared to offer me. I had to be strong and focused to survive and dig out those behind my father’s death.

To be continued

Episode 3

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’So how about I arrange a girl to cheer you up?’’ Kelvin suddenly suggested, putting a tempting offer before me. I quickly shook my head.

‘’I just buried my father. No I don’t need a woman now’’ I breathed with a frown.

‘’that’s cool, but you should learn how to put aside your grief and move on with life’’ he advised softly. I sipped my drink, kept quiet for a while before throwing him a very curious look.

‘’my father was murdered. Do you have any idea who could be responsible?’’ I asked, leaving him extremely surprised with my question. At first he looked quite shocked but quickly composed himself.

‘’actually I have no idea of what exactly led to your father’s death but supposing I have something about that, I won’t tell you because you are in no position to do anything about it. You have to first relax, face your life, survive before asking questions unless you wish to die at a young age’’ he answered guardedly , leaving me shrugging with resignation.

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‘’I really want you to join my line of business. That’s the only way you can survive, make enough money to pay your bills and live a much fulfilled life. You see I run a string of networks that cut across multimillion Naira scams, forgery, gambling and so on. I have been doing it for years and yes I currently have everything I want in life. I shouldn’t be telling you all these but I think it’s my responsibility to open a good road for you. Your dad helped me when everyone turned against me. I have to reciprocate that gesture but I don’t know how strong you are’’ he breathed as we headed home minutes later.
I threw him a quick look, unable to say a word. Of course crime is something that always sends a chill through an innocent man’s heart. I felt suddenly cold.

‘’apart from the car your dad left behind, how much money do you have left?’’ he asked. I shrugged and breathed deeply.

‘’it’s not much. It won’t even last up to five months’’ I answered. He smiled.

‘’I easily could pay your school fees and support your education but after that what next?. Having a university education is no longer a guarantee of getting a good job. Most graduates now end up working at factories and workshops of school drop outs like me. Believe me, if you can be a part of my network, you will have a company of your own within four years’’ he said seriously.

‘’but why are you telling me all these bro?. You know we are not that close for you to be opening up to me this way?’’ I asked curiously. He smiled.

‘’yes I know but I always follow my heart and this time it led me to you’’ he answered.

‘’but what truly are the chances of being caught?’’ I asked.

‘’hmmm well I sincerely can’t say because no one in my network has ever been caught. We don’t pull any deal without first making sure it’s safe. We have people in every key country and bank. You have nothing to fear bro’’ he answered, leaving me totally convinced. I breathed deeply and nodded.

‘’fine I’m good to go” I breathed, leaving a very big smile on his face.

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I ended up spending three weeks at his house and what a hectic three weeks it was. I learnt a lot. I learnt that social networks just weren’t there for chatting alone, but also a very good fishing ground for scam victims. I learnt the act of fishing, profiling, packaging and presentation. I learnt to assume many identities. I even learnt some foreign ways of communicating. I learnt a whole lot with Kelvin who used the first three weeks I spent with him to teach me the secret behind online scamming.

At the end of three weeks I returned to my hostel to see if I could continue with my university education from where I abandoned it months earlier.
I returned to school a different person. I returned to school with a different mindset.

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My hostel mates all rushed into my room the moment they learnt I was back to pay their condolences. I had lots of questions to answer and no matter how hard I tried to be free with them; they all noticed that I was changed.

One after the other they soon left, finally leaving Tracy and I alone in my room.

Tracy was my course mate and someone very dear to me. She really helped me a lot in my first year and equally was very helpful in my second year.
I had to move over to my current hostel earlier in the year just to be closer to her. But my feelings for her were simply pure and harmless. I saw her as a very innocent girl who never deserved to be harmed and I never for once had any strange or bad ideas for her.
Even when I had sharp quickies with other girls, I made sure she never got to know about it. She was the only girl that understood me. But for the first time in my life, I was very uncomfortable being alone with her.

‘’you lost your dad and you never invited anyone to his burial, including me. I only got to hear about it from a course mate. And now you are acting so strange and different. What’s really going on?. You can still confide in me’’ she demanded, drawing close to hold my hand. I looked away, avoiding her gaze for no just reason. Her presence made me feel totally uncomfortable.

‘’I lost my dad. He was killed. I have no one else. I’m all alone in a country that is still a bit foreign to me. I have bills to pay. My school fees, hostel rent, test book, feeding and everything. Why won’t I look different with such problems bugging me?’’ I asked breathlessly.

‘’I understand. That’s why you should always confide in me. I’m not from a poor family. We can always find a way out, just like we did in our first year. ‘’ she said tightening her grip on me. I quickly broke free from her, stood up and breathed deeply.

‘’never mind, I already have found a way out. I have a new means of taking care of myself’’ I said without thinking, leaving her staring at me with great astonishment.

‘’what in the world are you talking about. Can you put me through please?’’ she demanded like a caring wife, leaving speechless as I instantly searched for a lie to cover my outburst but couldn’t find any.

I really liked Tracy but I had to keep some things from her to retain her respect.

Episode 4

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’listen Tracy. I’m no longer the spoilt good for nothing rich dude you used to know. I’m now nothing. I’m now nobody. I can’t even afford to take you out or buy lunch for you like I used to do in the past’’ I confessed for no reason, leaving the young girl totally shocked with my comment.

‘’are you trying to insult me or what?. Are you trying to say that I have been your friend all these while for your money or what?. I see you have nothing to talk about. You know where to find me when you get a grip of yourself’’ she replied with great energy, hissed and headed to the door. I instantly regretted every word I said to her.
It really was the first time she was getting angry with me. I kind of felt it.

‘’I’m so sorry for attacking you. I just haven’t been myself since I lost my dad and returning to the hostel really disorganized my head. I’m sorry’’ I apologized.. She stopped, turned and faced me.

‘’sharing your feelings, confiding in someone you trust can be helpful in your present condition. I suggest you talk to me. Open your heart to me. Share your feelings with me’’ she demanded soothingly, drawing close to me once again. I bit my lips and stared at her for some seconds.

‘’You won’t understand how I feel right now’’ I breathed, staring deep into her eyes.

‘’My dad was murdered. I was told he died in his sleep but that’s a mystery I’m so eager to unravel. My uncles all teamed up and organized a quick burial without considering my feelings with the pretence of cutting costs. My dad was in the country for a business he told me he was setting up the last time we talked. He equally had plans of completing his house in the village and marrying a new wife. No one has been able to give account of how his money grew winds or why he died so mysteriously. Now out of nowhere, one of my cousins is offering to help me stand on my feet. But I don’t trust him. I feel there is more to his help. I was with him for three weeks and he taught me stuffs that I never knew were real, Stuffs that I’m so ashamed to talk about. Here I’m so confused, so empty and so tired of life’’ I poured out solemnly, covering my face with my palms. Tracy drew closer, took down my hands and searched my eyes for a while before surprising me with a hug. And yes I badly needed the hug.

‘’you have every reason to be suspicious and concerned. You have every reason to seek for the truth but you are not yet ready for such because if indeed your dad was murdered, it means the murderer is still out there observing your movements. You have to let it go for now at least until you finish your education’’ she advised softly.

‘’you said your cousin is teaching you stuffs?. What exactly is he teaching you?’’ she suddenly demanded, throwing me off balance with her question.

‘’Tracy please don’t ask me that question. I beg of you. Let’s just forget about all I said to you’’ I begged softly. She stared at me suspiciously before shrugging with resignation.

‘’you have to be careful Jude. I hope no one is trying to manipulate or put you in trouble after murdering your father’’ she breathed, leaving the idea embedded in my heart as we stared at each other.

‘’perhaps Kelvin could really be behind my father’s death’’ I wondered for the umpteenth time as Tracy’s eyes met mine.
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meanwhile @joe’s Gym, works layout,
Kelvin’s side of the story continues
(Inside the gym; Kelvin and his friend Joe are seen having a heated discussion. The two guys have been friends for a long time)

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‘’so I hope your young cousin is learning very fast?’’ Joe asked me.

‘’yes the boy is a quick learner. He has the brain. But seriously I do feel guilty for his father’s death. You can’t believe the man called me to be with him the day he arrived town but I couldn’t honor his invitation because I was busy with Cynthia. I feel the man was murdered and perhaps I would have prevented it supposing I honored his invitation to be with him’’ I confessed with great guilt.

‘’jeez’’ Joe breathed.

‘’I feel so responsible. You can’t believe that the man’s money and everything just disappeared without a trace. He confided in me before coming to the country that he was setting up a business in Nigeria. I don’t have details of the business or names of his partners. His death was just so clean and untraceable’’ I added, shaking my head.

‘’he died in the village?’’ Joe asked. I nodded.

‘’yes and that’s the most confusing thing. The man always spent the night in the city whenever he was in the country but I was surprised that he spent the night in his small old house in the village. You know the old house behind the new building?’’ I explained to Joe who nodded silently.

‘’whoever killed him will have me to battle. Tomorrow I will be going to the village to confront my father. I feel he is hiding something with his brothers’’ I resolved while my friend shrugged.

‘’you are not good at playing the good guy. I hope you don’t fail in this new quest of yours’’ he grinned, lighting up a cigarette as I looked down with great worry.

Episode 5

Kelvin’s side of the story continues

Early the next morning, I headed to the village to confront my dad. Deep down I was extremely anxious. A part of me needed the truth while another part of me was scared of what the truth could reveal. I prayed for my dad not to be involved in the silly scandal. Of courses his involvement would affect my plans and everything I stood for.

I just wasn’t myself as I drove into our compound that early morning. I arrived home quite on time to join my parents on breakfast. Dad was of course so surprised with my unannounced visit and as soon as we were alone, he threw the first serious question.

‘’I know you aren’t here for breakfast, so what brought you home this early?’’ he asked curiously. I smiled, studying him keenly.
My old man really was a nice man who had the best plans for me. He wanted me to be a medical doctor. He wanted me to be the first doctor in the family and when I dropped out of school, he was so totally devastated, to the extent of washing his hands off me.
However when I left for the city and started making my money, he was forced to tolerate me once again, even though the pain of disappointment was still very much in him.

‘’it’s because of Jude that I’m here dad’’ I breathed while he drew back with concern.

‘’how about him?. Don’t tell me something happened to him?. You know I was glad when you took him to the city’’ he muttered anxiously.

‘’the boy is fine but I just want to know how his father really died and why you guys hurriedly buried him?’’ I asked curiously.

‘’oh not again’’ he breathed looking down.

‘’you know the boy’s father was a brother i cherished the most. He never kept anything from me till his death. I was with him the evening before his death. He spoke of many things. He told me about a shipping business he was about starting in the country. He equally told me about the lady he planned marrying. Yes the lady was with him that evening. He introduced her to me but I really didn’t pay a very close attention to her because of my bad eyesight. But she’s very pretty and a bit advanced in age. She looked about thirty to thirty three years old. Things played out so fast my son. In the morning we discovered my brother dead and all alone. The woman wasn’t there and there wasn’t any way to find her and you know leaving my brother’s body in the morgue for such investigation could drag on to a year. Who would foot the bills?. Moreover the hospital we took him to said he died of natural causes. We had no choice than to bury him’’ he explained while I shook my head with anger.

‘’dad I’m totally disappointed. You and your brothers just buried one of your own like a dog just because of this silly excuse. Can I have the keys to my uncle’s house?. I know you still have the spare?’’ I demanded with a raised tone, leaving him indecisive for some seconds. He finally rose up, went to his room and returned with the keys.

‘’find the woman and perhaps, you would get all the answers you seek’’ he said with a solemn tone as he handed the keys over to me.

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I quickly headed to my late uncle’s old house to see if I could find anything that would lead me to the mystery woman. I made my way to his room and calmly searched every bit of it. All I could find was his suitcase which had many documents inside. I couldn’t go through the documents that minute, instead I grabbed the suitcase and left the house with it. My plan was to take my time in going through the documents in my house.

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I returned to the city two hours later, so anxious to go through the documents. The first thing that greeted my eyes as I opened the first envelope I saw inside the suitcase was a signed Cheque meant for a lady with the name ‘’JESSICA SIMON”. My hands shook as I stared at the paper, trying to come out with an idea. But I barely had the time to think out anything when I got a phone call from Cynthia that she was being detained at a police station.

‘’please come bail me dear. I can’t stand this place’’ she begged, leaving me with no choice than to abandon all I was doing and head over to the station to bail her a-s out.

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That very same day,
Jude’s side of the story

I stared at the huge lecture notes before me, clueless on how to photocopy all of them. I really missed a lot of tests and assignments even though Tracy did her best in covering some for me.

‘’I don’t how this semester will be. I give up’’ I breathed to an astonished Tracy.

‘’you just have to relax; little by little you will cover everything. Tomorrow we can start by meeting the lecturers you missed their tests to explain your situation.’’ She suggested.

‘’I have to go. I have to go cool off’’ I breathed, standing up.

‘’don’t tell me you are leaving the class?. It’s barely 12pm and we have lecture by 12:30pm’’ she reminded me but my mind was already made up to leave the class.

‘’we will see in the hostel. Just take care’’ I said to her, walked out of the class and headed to my dad’s car, where I relaxed for some seconds before driving away. I headed straight to Kelvin’s house to cool off.

On getting to the house, I found it locked, but I had the spare keys he gave me. I easily let myself in, fetched a can of coke from his fridge, switched on the TV and settled down to rest. When I tried changing the channel, I couldn’t find the remote and had to go over to his room to see if he left it there. But on getting to the room, a strange sight greeted me.
‘’I FOUND MY DAD’S SUITCASE AND DOCUMENTS SCATTERED OVER HIS BED’’ I couldn’t believe my eyes as my imaginations ran wild.

‘’how could I be so stupid to believe his friendly gestures?. Of course he killed my dad. This is strong evidence’’ I shook with great rage as I backed out of his room and headed to the kitchen to grab a knife.

To be continued.

 


 

Episode 6

Jude’s side of the story continues

After grabbing a small knife at the kitchen, I slowly calmed down to weigh the consequences of my decision. Yes I was determined to stab Kelvin. I was determined to kill him like he did to my dad but after killing him what next?, I asked myself over and over.

Of course I knew killing him won’t be any easy and covering the crime equally won’t be an easy thing. Then living with such deed in my conscience equally could kill me. I wasn’t a killer. It wasn’t in my blood. But I just couldn’t let him get away so easily. I so was totally convinced that he killed my dad for money. The suitcase and documents in his room were enough evidence to seal my mind.

I slowly went back to the bedroom, packed up the documents and headed to the sitting with the suitcase in my left hand. I really was confused. I just was in a hopeless state.
Luckily, I didn’t wait long before Kelvin walked into his apartment with a well built lady. His reaction on seeing me with the suitcase was so revealing. He simply froze with great surprise as his eyes fell on the suitcase. He couldn’t say a word. Of course what was there to say?. He wasn’t expecting to see me and so had nothing prepared to tell me.

It was my chance to strike him dead with the knife. It was the opportunity I needed to avenge my father’s death but as the opportunity stared at me on the face, I realized that it wasn’t easy to take a man’s life. My hand trembled but I held onto the knife strongly with my right hand while the suitcase rested strongly in my left hand.

The lady with him stared at me suspiciously, too stunned or perhaps confused to say a word.

I hissed, threw down the knife and walked out of the apartment without saying a word to anyone.

‘’Jude, please wait. I have to explain’’ I heard Kelvin beg as he ran after me but I wasn’t ready to listen to him. I wasn’t ready to listen to his explanation. I couldn’t bear listening to his reason on why he killed my father.

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Kelvin’s side of the story

I really wasn’t pleased going to the police station to bail out Cynthia but it was something I had to do in order to continue enjoying the numerous benefits I had with her. Cynthia was a seamstress and a big time trouble maker. A no nonsense lady who was scared of no one, but then she equally was as strong as a tiger on bed which made her very precious to me. Anytime we had s-x, it was nothing but a competition on who would get tired first. She really was very valuable to me and her sexual prowess made me blinded to her faults even though sometimes I was forced to meddle in to her business just like I was being forced to come bail her out from police custody.

On getting to the police station, I learnt she was involved in a fight with a neighbor who threw dirty water in front of her shop. It really was a little issue which dragged into a fight, forcing a police team passing by to cash in on the opportunity to make some money by detaining the two women.

I ended up spending five thousand naira I never planned spending.

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‘’I’m so sorry dear. I’m sorry for making you spend your hard earned money this afternoon. It’s just that the silly girl refused listening to my pleas to stop throwing dirty water in front of my shop. Imagine after washing her plates and cleaning up her restaurant every morning she would throw the water in front of my shop because she comes very early in the morning when no one will see her. I just couldn’t take it anymore and had to slap her’’ Cynthia apologized and explained as we left the police station but my mind wasn’t on her explanation. All I wanted was to go home and get done with the documents I was in the process of checking out before I was invited to the police station.

‘’I know you are very angry with me?. I’m very sorry. How about we go to your house and see who has the strongest appetite for s-x today?’’ she pushed on, arousing me with her words as her left hand slowly reached for my trouser zip, putting a smile over my face.

‘’hmmmmm, let’s get home first’’ I breathed and softly pushed off her hand from my trouser.

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The joy on my face however disappeared the moment I walked into my apartment to see Jude holding the suitcase with one hand and a kitchen knife with another hand. I simply was at lost on what to say or do. I wasn’t expecting him; I wasn’t prepared in any way.
I knew I was wrong to go through his father’s things without first consulting him. I knew he had every reason to feel bad and suspicious but then all I did was done out of good faith, moreover he was too young to understand. I tried to talk but just couldn’t.

Luckily, he threw down the knife and ran out of the apartment with the suitcase which had the evidence I needed in investigating his father’s death, forcing me to run after him with no success. I returned to my sitting room to face Cynthia who had a thousand and one questions to ask me but I was in no mood to speak to her.

Jude really was spoiling things without realizing it.

Episode 7

Jude’s side of the story continues

I returned to my hostel to cry out my heart. I couldn’t believe all I just discovered were real. Kelvin was the only family I had left and discovering his deceit really left a great hollow in my heart. I was beginning to grow fond of him. I was beginning to feel at peace with him only to discover that he wasn’t clean after all. I felt all alone. I felt empty. I felt so sad. My heart yearned for vengeance but I was too scared and weak to confront him like a man.

‘’dear lord, you are all I got now’’ I prayed earnestly.

Tracy walked into my room an hour later with a frown on her face. It was very obvious she wasn’t pleased with the way I left school earlier in the day and the last thing I wanted that afternoon was a scolding from her. I quickly closed my eyes to avoid her gaze. She sat beside me on the bed, hesitated for some seconds before shaking me violently.

‘’so you left school just to come here and sleep?. That’s a very silly attitude. I’m far from happy with you’’ she breathed fiercely. I opened my eyes, stared at her for a while before sitting up.

‘’I went to my cousin’s house to relax , only to find my dad’s documents on his bed’’ I slowly said to her, pointing to the suitcase which was under my reading table. She gasped with surprise, reached forward and grabbed the suitcase.

‘’I couldn’t believe it. I felt he killed my dad for the contents of that suitcase and then tried to befriend me for a reason best known only to him. The painful thing is that I can’t do anything to him. I can’t report him to the police because I lack strong evidence. But I still believe he will come here with a story to convince me on letting go of the suitcase.’’ I slowly opened up to her.

‘’this is serious. I can’t believe this’’ she breathed.

‘’take the bag to your room. Hide it for me. I will figure out something soon’’ I breathed. She nodded, stood up and disappeared to her room with the suitcase. I fell back on my bed with tears in my eyes.

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Kelvin’s side of the story continues

‘’I know you won’t tell me what the scene I just witnessed was all about?’’ Cynthia asked, sitting on my laps. I shook my head and closed my eyes. My head just was filled up. I wasn’t myself after the incredible scene with Jude.

‘’sometimes you treat me as if I’m nothing but a call girl to you. I can tolerate anything but not being ignored. Very well, I’m leaving and don’t ever come looking for me again’’ she threatened, jumped off my body , grabbed her bag and headed to the door.

‘’I’m sorry my love. Don’t go away please’’ I forced myself to apologize, standing to meet her. She stopped, stared at me and smiled.

‘’the boy found his late father’s documents in my room and just over-reacted’ I explained. She nodded.

‘’I was investigating the man’s death and had to take some of his things without the boy’s knowledge which he found in my room. I guess he’s mind is running wild right now’’ I explained, while she came forward and threw her hands around my neck.

‘’you have to let him cool down first before explaining to him. By tomorrow, you can find a way to talk to him’’ she advised and kissed me. I licked my lips and unbuttoned her shirt.

‘’how about we play the match right here, right now. No holds barred’’ I suggested with a short laugh, taking off my shirt. She laughed and rolled her eyes.

‘’naughty boy, you want no holds by this time of the day?. I have my business to run jare. Let’s just do a quickie and that’s it’’ she muttered, taking off the rest of her clothes while I positioned myself for a quick d—-e quickie.

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Jude’s side of the story continues

By 9pm, Tracy and I were all alone in her room. We lay beside each other like happy lovers and it just looked as if we just had a great s-x even though we never kissed for once.

‘’you know you are the only person I now have. The only person I trust. I used to have my suspicions about Kelvin but I had to push everything aside and hope for the best. I really feel bad’’ I muttered with all my heart while she smiled and embraced me with great care, warming my heart with such wonderful gesture. I felt like making love to her there and then. I felt like caressing her hair and licking her dry but something stronger than passion held me back. Perhaps it was respect, perhaps it was the fear of hurting her. I simply swallowed the sexual hunger in me and closed my eyes.

‘’you just have to forget about Kelvin and sleep. We have lectures tomorrow’’ she added softly.

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Early the next morning, Tracy woke me up to inform me that a man was waiting for me outside her room.
‘’he said his name is Kelvin. I guess someone directed him to my room when he checked yours’’ she explained softly, leaving me indecisive on whether to ignore him or confront him.

‘’I think the best thing is to hear what he has to say. You can still leave the suitcase with me’’ she suggested like a caring wife and I had no choice than to follow her suggestion, even though deep down I had a little strange fear in me.

‘’I hope involving Tracy in my mess won’t harm her in future’’ I said to myself as I went out to confront Kelvin over again.

Episode 8

Jude’s side of the story continues

I walked out of Tracy’s room to meet Kelvin who was patiently waiting for me. He smiled at me while I looked down with a frown.

‘’listen Jude. You have to quit behaving like a baby and act like a man. If there is anything you wish to say to me, better say it now’’ he demanded with a strong voice. I looked up at him, breathing heavily.

‘’what are my father’s documents doing in your room?. You said you knew nothing about his death but it doesn’t look so’’ I poured out bravely. He drew closer and touched my left shoulder.

‘’listen Jude, supposing I killed your dad, I wouldn’t need you for anything and you wouldn’t be alive today to question my integrity. You just need to think deeply. Why would I give you my house keys if I’m actually guilty like you think? Boy I’m just trying to help you get to the root of your father’s death. If he was actually killed, then you have to know that the murderer is still free out there and you can’t find the person without my help. Inside the suitcase, there is a signed cheque in there. That’s the lead I’m currently following. You have to give me back the suitcase’’ he explained and demanded seriously. I shook my head and staggered back.
Yes his words were totally convincing, his motive seemed genuine but I still had my reservations. I wasn’t willing to give him back the suitcase so easily. I had to study the contents of the suitcase first and I was yet to do it thoroughly.

‘’I will give it back to you but not now’’ I breathed. He shrugged with resignation.

‘’suit yourself. But how about the deals we stopped halfway the other time?. The money is supposed to come in by Monday and we still have a lot to do. You have to come over to my place for us to get done with it or are you no longer interested?’’ he asked curiously while I nodded.

‘’yes, let’s go to my room. I will freshen up and we will go to your house together’’ I answered, leaving him with a sigh of relief.

‘’a friend of mine is among sponsors of a beauty pageant going down this coming Sunday in Abuja. He gave me two VIP tickets and I know you will love to go with me’’ he offered as we walked to my room, leaving an innocent smile over my face.
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I spent the next three days in Kelvin’s house where we worked tirelessly to close a fraud deal worth 15million naira. Yes it wasn’t an easy deal, and the cost of even pulling it was close to 5million naira, not to talk of the percentage his partners were to take out of the deal.
By Saturday evening we flew to Abuja where we were hosted by one of Kelvin’s rich friends.

‘’Edu is now a big time car dealer. You can’t believe two years ago, he had nothing but two shirts and a trouser but now look at him. He has up to twenty graduates in his payroll’’ Kelvin whispered to me with a proud smile.
Yes I was totally impressed by everything he was opening my eyes to.

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Sunday evening, we found ourselves inside an exquisite hotel in the heart of the capital city. The whole environment looked like an entirely different world. I just felt so small in the midst of celebrities, business moguls, fashion designers, TV presenters and politicians. The whole place was just amazing. The show was yet to start when we arrived.

‘’you have to act like you belong here. You have your American upbringing with you. This is the place to showcase it well’’ Kelvin whispered to me with a smile of accomplishment.

For no reason he chose a table already occupied by a very beautiful light skinned lady, who sat alone, with her eyes glued to her phone. However as we approached the table, she raised her eyes to meet my stare and the moment our eyes met, it was as if the world suddenly stopped revolving. She looked so gracious, so charming and so beautiful. She looked quite older than me but it never stopped me from getting greatly attracted to her that instant.

The lady on her own part left her eyes on me longer than necessary, as if she recognized me from somewhere.

Deep down I knew my story was about to change, but what I didn’t know was if it was changing for good or for bad.

Episode 9

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’hi hope you won’t mind us joining you?’’ Kelvin asked the young lady politely. She smiled, throwing him a quick look.

‘’nope I won’t mind sitting with two handsome young men. I’m all alone’’ she answered pleasantly, throwing another quick look at me.

‘’my name is Kelvin and he is Jude, my cousin who just arrived from the states. I’m trying to show him around the country’’ Kelvin said with a smile, trying to start a conversation with her but then her attention was more on me and after Kelvin introduced me, her eyes kind of brightened more.

‘’are you from Colorado?’’ she asked me curiously. I shook my head nervously.

‘’no I grew up in Arlington Virginia’’ I answered nervously. Her eyes instantly fell.

‘’oh I’m sorry. I mistook you for someone else. You resembled an old friend of mine’’ she said with a smile while Kelvin looked on silently.

‘’anyway I’m Mrs. Pamela, wife of a serving senator’’ she introduced herself, leaving me shocked with the revelation. Yes I knew she was very sophisticated and rich but I never imagined her to be the wife of a serving senator, moreover she looked quite young to have a serving senator as a husband. Nevertheless she was a very friendly lady and I kind of had a very strange desire to be with her.

‘’why do you look so surprised?’’ she asked me.

‘’no nothing, just that your husband is a very lucky man’’ I replied softly. She laughed and said nothing else.

The event soon started, capturing our attention. We didn’t say much to each other until she got up to leave three hours later.

‘’I can’t stay any longer. I have to leave now. You can call me up later’’ she said with a smile, offering a business card to me before walking away. I threw a quick look at Kelvin who stared at me with an open mouth.

‘’I guess she has something for small boys. Imagine ignoring me and paying every attention to you’’ he joked as I took a quick look at the business card.

‘’I like her very much and I just feel like being with her. I don’t know why I’m feeling this way’’ I confessed.

‘’you feel nothing but lust. She has a great body but she’s married. She’s married to a senator. Get that into your head’’ he advised and changed the topic without knowing that deep down I had plans for the beautiful lady.

‘’how old do you think she could be?’’ I heard myself ask Kelvin as we left the event hours later. He stared at me suspiciously before shrugging.

‘’Between twenty six to twenty eight years old. She’s quite young’’ he answered with lack of interest, but for me Pamela’s image stuck in my head and refused to leave. It really was my first time of having such strong desire to be with a woman.

We returned to Owerri the next day and yea I returned with Pamela’s image in my head. If not for one thing, I would have thought what I felt was love but perhaps Kelvin was right. What I felt was lust instead.

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Tuesday afternoon, Kelvin transferred one million naira to my account.
‘’that’s your share for a well done job. The money got in yesterday and you know we have to work harder for another pay. Please use the money wisely. And save as much as you can’’ he advised me with a smile.
I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe myself. I couldn’t believe I could make so much money by only by sitting at home, working with a computer. I felt on top of the world. It was the first money I ever earned with my sweat.

I quickly rushed to the bank, withdrew thirty thousand naira and headed straight to a boutique where I bought a fancy gown and necklace for Tracy. I equally bought fried rice, chicken and ice cream from a fast food joint close by. My plan was to surprise her with the gifts and equally make use of the opportunity to apologize to her. Because all through the weekend I ignored her calls and messages due to the fact that I had no tangible excuse to give her on why i was away from school and I still badly needed her friendship and help.

I headed straight to the hostel with all I bought, hoping to buy her with the gifts. But it was a miscalculated effort because she shut the door on my face the moment she noticed I was the person knocking on her door.

‘’listen Jude, I don’t know what is going on with you anymore and I don’t associate with any guy who doesn’t take his future seriously. You just have to forget about our friendship. We have nothing in common any longer’’ she shouted from her room, leaving me stunned.

‘’this isn’t the way to treat a friend. At least you should have offered a listening ear to me first before concluding things in your mind’’ I shouted back, banging on her door. She opened the door once again, this time holding the suitcase I left in her care.

‘’you have to take your dad’s stuff. I don’t want it in my room anymore’’ she breathed as her eyes fell on the things I bought for her.

‘’I know you are angry. And you have every right to be angry with me. But please leave my dad’s stuff out of this. I left it in your care for a reason’’ I begged.

‘’just get out of here please’’ she muttered, sighed and shut her door again. Her action r4eally annoyed me in a way because she wasn’t my girlfriend even though we shared many things in common. I simply turned and returned to my room with all the stuffs I bought for her, regretting ever spending my money on them.

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The next day, Tracy carried on with her attitude of the previous day. She simply ignored me even though I prepared for school very early because of her and without her company in school I felt out of place and had to leave before the second lecture of the day.

The next few days would have been extremely boring for me if not for Pamela who turned out to be a very free and jovial lady. After reaching her on phone where I introduced myself all over again, she kind of became very free with me, to the extent of adding me up on her social media accounts. She was mostly active on bbm.

In no time we developed a very strong bond. I told her almost everything about myself, though I lied about my age by claiming to be twenty six years old.

‘’and what are you still doing in the university. Hmmm I really thought you were within the age range of twenty two to twenty four’’ she had asked when I lied to her about my age.

‘’my dad wanted me to study in Nigeria by all means, something I kicked against and had to spend two idle years at home before succumbing to his wish’’ I lied further.

But not only did I open up to her about myself, she equally opened up about her life to me.( Though, she never really told me everything about her life). However she told me of her fears, plans and dreams. She equally opened up about her marriage life by telling me that she was nothing but a second wife to a senator from the northern region.
‘’My dear it isn’t easy getting your life back after sacrificing a lot to get to the top.’’ Were the exact words she typed the evening she told me about her marriage life. I didn’t push further with the conversation but I knew she had lots of problems going on with her marriage and even though I had lots of questions to ask concerning her background, religion and so on, I kept them all aside because they were none of my business. All I wanted was a good time with her; A very risky adventure.

Yes and I kept my dealings with her away from Kelvin

Episode 10

Jude’s side of the story continues

As days passed by, the bond between Pamela and I grew stronger and the desire to be with her took control of my sense of reasoning and soul. In one of our late night phone calls, I finally popped the question.
‘’how do we see again?”
it was a question I used everything in me to ask. I couldn’t even breathe out of nervousness after asking the question.

‘’hmmmm why do you want us to see again?’’ she asked after keeping quiet for some seconds.

‘’we have a lot in common and I just want to spend a good time with you’’ I murmured, not sure if I gave the right answer.

‘’but we have been spending a lot of time with each other chatting and speaking daily on phone’’ she muttered, perhaps trying hard not to appear desperate or cheap.

‘’yes but that’s on phone. I want to see your face and be able to touch it’’ I answered, while she let out a short laugh.

‘’aren’t you scared of me?. Hope you still remember who I’m?’’ she asked softly.

‘’yes I very well do. You are a very charming, attractive and beautiful lady that I will do anything to be with’’ I replied quickly.

‘’hmmmm anything?’’ she asked.

‘’of course anything’’ I quickly breathed.

‘’I will be coming down to Asaba on Saturday for a wedding. Tomorrow I will send you a text message with the name of the hotel I will be lodging in after the event. All you have to do is book your own room at the hotel, when I get back from the event; I will invite you over to mine. Hope that’s okay for you?’’ she asked, leaving me extremely overjoyed.

‘’yes that’s very cool’’ I muttered with great passion. I couldn’t believe I was about having such a high class chick so effortlessly.

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I really couldn’t wait for Saturday to arrive. I was so nervous and anxious. I did a whole lot of shopping the next few days, buying new sets of clothes and Jewries. Yes I had the money to throw about, thanks to Kelvin.
However on Friday afternoon, Kelvin paid a visit to my hostel without even notifying me that he was coming. He came into my room unannounced, really surprising me with his presence.

‘’what’s up with you?. Are you still angry with me over the suitcase issue or what?. Imagine throughout the week you never bothered to check up on me or even call?’’ he asked suspiciously while I searched for a good reply to give him but found none.

‘’anyway I came to collect the suitcase to continue my investigation on what could have led to your father’s sudden demise. Yesterday morning, hoodlums broke into your father’s compound and ransacked his house. I believe they were looking for something and it could be the suitcase. So you better hand it over to me now unless you have a better plan’’ he demanded. I couldn’t believe my ears.

‘’’You mean my dad’s old house was ransacked yesterday?’’ I stammered the question. He nodded.

‘’Yes and that’s the more reason why you should trust me. Now get the suitcase’’ he demanded once again.

‘’but what do you plan doing with it?’’ I asked.

‘’I already told you that I had a lead I was following before you soiled my plans. I have the experience to decode the contents of that suitcase. It’s your property but you have to trust me’’ he answered convincingly. I breathed deeply and stood up.

‘’the suitcase is with a friend. Let me go get it’’ I answered to his surprise, quickly heading out to Tracy’s room with a fast pounding heart. It really was the first time I was going over to Tracy’s room after she shut the door on my face and equally refused granting me any attention in school days ago.
I really didn’t know what to expect from her and I prayed for her not to embarrass me again. I hate being embarrassed.

Tracy opened the door seconds after I knocked. She looked extremely surprised to see me. It very much showed on her face.

‘’hey’’ she greeted .

‘’I came to collect the suitcase’’ I said with a cold smile.

‘’what for?’’ she asked seriously, taking me by surprise with the question.

‘’I thought you no longer care?. Why ask?’’ I breathed seriously.

‘’is that what you think?. That I no longer care?. All I want you to be is a better man but you just don’t want to be the type of man I want you to be’’ she poured out, shaking her head.

‘’I cannot change who I’m because of you. You said I’m no longer worthy to be your friend and that’s fine by me. You can go find another guy you can mould into an idol’’ I said a bit harshly. She drew back, went into her room and returned with the suitcase.

‘’take it. You can go to hell for all I care’’ she breathed fiercely, throwing the suitcase into my hands but as I looked at her face, I saw that it was greatly colored up. I noticed that she was fighting hard to hold back tears from appearing in her eyes. My heart instantly softened. I couldn’t take seeing her hurt.

‘’why are you always being hard at me?. You always like to control my life?’’ I kind of stammered.

‘’because, because’’ she breathed, shook her head and shut her door on my face without completing the sentence.

To be continued

[Edoman]

SHADES OF LUST Episode 1-20


Episode 1

In front of an uncompleted one storey building, stood a boy of about twenty three years old. He was standing in front of a fresh grave, holding a candle with his right hand as tears fell from his eyes.

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My name is Jude Ibeh, a half Nigerian, and half American. Yes I used the term because my mother was a white American while my father was a Nigerian, however I never got to know my mum because she died when I was two years old leaving me solely under my dad’s care who did a good job raising me up. All I inherited from my mother was her skin color and smile.
I grew to love my dad with all my heart even though we disagreed on many things because he was so traditional and had a sort of old school mentality. He believed a lot in tradition and wanted me to accept all his beliefs which never went down well with me.
I was forced to return to Nigerian for my university education after high school without caring for my feelings. Yes Nigeria is a great country but the temperature, attitude of the people and everything about the country never suited my lifestyle.

I was admitted into Imo state university to study industrial chemistry and it really was hell for me. The lecture rush, the intonation of lecturers, the overcrowding of lecture halls, the noise and the struggles really left a sore taste in my mouth. I simply managed to pass over to my second year with lots of carryovers and yes the second year was equally stressful but much better because I was slowly adapting much to my dad’s pleasure.

But on my third year when I was finally about becoming a full time Igbo boy, my dad left me all alone in the world. He returned to Nigeria on March 1st 2012 for a little business but never lived to see the next day. You can’t imagine the shock I had when I got a call from one of my uncles that my father was dead. That he died in his sleep.
I simply couldn’t believe my ears. It sounded so unreal and unbelievable but on getting home I found out that the only person I had in the world was gone. My life instantly came to a standstill. I just felt like killing myself and leaving the world as well.

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My dad’s burial was quickly organized by my uncles who didn’t give me any say in the matter since I wasn’t yet recognized as a man. I knew my dad was murdered but I had no evidence. I had no money. I equally wasn’t man enough to challenge anyone.
I simply was in a tight corner and all I did was observe and cry out my heart.

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After the burial, I was left all alone to manage and cater for myself. I just didn’t know what to think or where to start reorganizing my life. I wasn’t good at any type of hustling. Menial jobs just weren’t for me and my uncles never seemed to care.
My dad equally never left much for me apart from the uncompleted building at home and the little he had left in his bank account after the burial ceremony.

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As I stood before my father’s grave, crying out my heart. I was at lost. I was so empty and alone. I never knew life could be so difficult and mean. I badly had the urge to abandon my studies and return to America but none of the options before me looked easy.

I felt a strong hand land on my shoulder. I turned to see one of my senior cousins smiling at me. I looked at him and swallowed hard. Kelvin was the only person who cared of my well-being during the course of my father’s burial but then his father was equally one of my uncles that I was suspecting over my father’s strange death which made me not to trust his kind gestures towards me.

Kelvin was around twenty eight years old. He looked quite rich and had two expensive cars that rolled people’s eyes but then no one could say exactly the business he was into and he never cared what people felt about his source of wealth.

‘’I know how you feel right now. I know you think the world is nothing but hell. I’m here to help you. I’m here to turn you into something you never imagined you would be. Stop crying for your dad. He is already done. It’s now left for you to continue his legacy. You are going back with me to the city and I will teach you how to survive in a Nigerian way.’’ He said with a smile while I curiously stared at him a bit confused over his words.

‘’How to survive in a Nigerian way’’ I muttered over and over to myself as I stared at him.


To be continued 


Episode 2

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’are you for real?’’ I asked breathlessly as a new kind of relief filled my entire being. I wasn’t expecting such generosity. It really came as a great surprise to me.

‘’we will leave for the city in two days. You will stay with me until you get your spirit back’’ he answered, tapped my shoulder and left with a smile. And that was how I became very close to Kelvin.
We left the village two days later and headed to his house as he promised. He owned a very cute bungalow, well furnished and designed with superior taste.

‘’this is my house. I pay no rent to anyone’’ he revealed as we walked into the plush apartment, leaving me gasping with disbelief as I imagined how much he’s worth.

‘’this is not only my home but yours as well. In no time you will understand a lot. You will get answers to the questions I know running through your young mind’’ he said with a savvy smile. I shrugged and smiled at him.

Kelvin’s side of the story

My uncle’s death really came as a great blow to me. He was the only uncle that encouraged and regularly sent me money when I dropped out of school due to my stupidity years ago.
Before his death, he confided in me that he planned returning permanently to Nigeria to run a business. He never told me the details of the business or who was helping him with it. Hence my great surprise to learn of his death, just a day after his arrival to the country.
Yes it definitely looked like murder to me even though the medical report obtained said he died of natural causes. I was just so helpless and couldn’t do a thing than to observe as my father and uncles speedily buried the unfortunate man, leaving his young son who really didn’t know much about life or Nigeria to fend on his own.

Jude was more of an American than a Nigerian. The color of his skin, his voice, his behavior, the way he walked and everything about him was just American. I took pity on him and had to offer him a life even though what I was offering was a life of crime but then with it he could maintain his rich lifestyle, finish his education and be a good man.

So what exactly do I mean by a life of crime?? Hmmmm

Yes having dropped out of school, my parents cursed and left me on my own. I had to survive. I had to do everything to make money and of course I succeeded.

I had to join some friends in yahoo scam, we lied, we duped, we robbed unfortunate victims but it never stopped there. We upgraded to kidnapping and oil theft. In two years I had a house in Owerri where I based, plus a very fat bank account. The easiest way to make real money was through crime but it equally was the easiest to die.

Young Jude had the looks, the charms and the brain for business. Everything about him was good for business and as his new guardian, my job was to take care of him and help him to the top via any means.

Nevertheless I still had my doubts. Jude looked so tender and gentle. Somehow I was scared if he could really live up to expectation.

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HOURS LATER;
Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’Thanks Kelvin for everything. You are the last person I expected to help me’’ I said to him with a heart filled with gratitude as we enjoyed an evening meal in a very plush fast food joint. He smiled and nodded.

‘’so tell me, are you a virgin?’’ he suddenly asked, leaving me totally embarrassed. I almost choked with embarrassment.

‘’come on be free with me” he urged with a short laugh. I shrugged with hesitation as my school life flashed back to my head. I never had a girlfriend but my affluent lifestyle and look really left a dozen girls on my speed dial.

‘’no, I’m no virgin’’ I stammered softly. He laughed and offered his hand for a handshake.

‘’that’s good’’ he surprisingly said, leaving me wondering what he asked the uncomfortable question for.

I had my doubts about Kelvin but he was a very likeable parson and the only one that offered me what no one else cared to offer me. I had to be strong and focused to survive and dig out those behind my father’s death.

To be continued

Episode 3

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’So how about I arrange a girl to cheer you up?’’ Kelvin suddenly suggested, putting a tempting offer before me. I quickly shook my head.

‘’I just buried my father. No I don’t need a woman now’’ I breathed with a frown.

‘’that’s cool, but you should learn how to put aside your grief and move on with life’’ he advised softly. I sipped my drink, kept quiet for a while before throwing him a very curious look.

‘’my father was murdered. Do you have any idea who could be responsible?’’ I asked, leaving him extremely surprised with my question. At first he looked quite shocked but quickly composed himself.

‘’actually I have no idea of what exactly led to your father’s death but supposing I have something about that, I won’t tell you because you are in no position to do anything about it. You have to first relax, face your life, survive before asking questions unless you wish to die at a young age’’ he answered guardedly , leaving me shrugging with resignation.

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‘’I really want you to join my line of business. That’s the only way you can survive, make enough money to pay your bills and live a much fulfilled life. You see I run a string of networks that cut across multimillion Naira scams, forgery, gambling and so on. I have been doing it for years and yes I currently have everything I want in life. I shouldn’t be telling you all these but I think it’s my responsibility to open a good road for you. Your dad helped me when everyone turned against me. I have to reciprocate that gesture but I don’t know how strong you are’’ he breathed as we headed home minutes later.
I threw him a quick look, unable to say a word. Of course crime is something that always sends a chill through an innocent man’s heart. I felt suddenly cold.

‘’apart from the car your dad left behind, how much money do you have left?’’ he asked. I shrugged and breathed deeply.

‘’it’s not much. It won’t even last up to five months’’ I answered. He smiled.

‘’I easily could pay your school fees and support your education but after that what next?. Having a university education is no longer a guarantee of getting a good job. Most graduates now end up working at factories and workshops of school drop outs like me. Believe me, if you can be a part of my network, you will have a company of your own within four years’’ he said seriously.

‘’but why are you telling me all these bro?. You know we are not that close for you to be opening up to me this way?’’ I asked curiously. He smiled.

‘’yes I know but I always follow my heart and this time it led me to you’’ he answered.

‘’but what truly are the chances of being caught?’’ I asked.

‘’hmmm well I sincerely can’t say because no one in my network has ever been caught. We don’t pull any deal without first making sure it’s safe. We have people in every key country and bank. You have nothing to fear bro’’ he answered, leaving me totally convinced. I breathed deeply and nodded.

‘’fine I’m good to go” I breathed, leaving a very big smile on his face.

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I ended up spending three weeks at his house and what a hectic three weeks it was. I learnt a lot. I learnt that social networks just weren’t there for chatting alone, but also a very good fishing ground for scam victims. I learnt the act of fishing, profiling, packaging and presentation. I learnt to assume many identities. I even learnt some foreign ways of communicating. I learnt a whole lot with Kelvin who used the first three weeks I spent with him to teach me the secret behind online scamming.

At the end of three weeks I returned to my hostel to see if I could continue with my university education from where I abandoned it months earlier.
I returned to school a different person. I returned to school with a different mindset.

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My hostel mates all rushed into my room the moment they learnt I was back to pay their condolences. I had lots of questions to answer and no matter how hard I tried to be free with them; they all noticed that I was changed.

One after the other they soon left, finally leaving Tracy and I alone in my room.

Tracy was my course mate and someone very dear to me. She really helped me a lot in my first year and equally was very helpful in my second year.
I had to move over to my current hostel earlier in the year just to be closer to her. But my feelings for her were simply pure and harmless. I saw her as a very innocent girl who never deserved to be harmed and I never for once had any strange or bad ideas for her.
Even when I had sharp quickies with other girls, I made sure she never got to know about it. She was the only girl that understood me. But for the first time in my life, I was very uncomfortable being alone with her.

‘’you lost your dad and you never invited anyone to his burial, including me. I only got to hear about it from a course mate. And now you are acting so strange and different. What’s really going on?. You can still confide in me’’ she demanded, drawing close to hold my hand. I looked away, avoiding her gaze for no just reason. Her presence made me feel totally uncomfortable.

‘’I lost my dad. He was killed. I have no one else. I’m all alone in a country that is still a bit foreign to me. I have bills to pay. My school fees, hostel rent, test book, feeding and everything. Why won’t I look different with such problems bugging me?’’ I asked breathlessly.

‘’I understand. That’s why you should always confide in me. I’m not from a poor family. We can always find a way out, just like we did in our first year. ‘’ she said tightening her grip on me. I quickly broke free from her, stood up and breathed deeply.

‘’never mind, I already have found a way out. I have a new means of taking care of myself’’ I said without thinking, leaving her staring at me with great astonishment.

‘’what in the world are you talking about. Can you put me through please?’’ she demanded like a caring wife, leaving speechless as I instantly searched for a lie to cover my outburst but couldn’t find any.

I really liked Tracy but I had to keep some things from her to retain her respect.

To be continued 

Episode 4

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’listen Tracy. I’m no longer the spoilt good for nothing rich dude you used to know. I’m now nothing. I’m now nobody. I can’t even afford to take you out or buy lunch for you like I used to do in the past’’ I confessed for no reason, leaving the young girl totally shocked with my comment.

‘’are you trying to insult me or what?. Are you trying to say that I have been your friend all these while for your money or what?. I see you have nothing to talk about. You know where to find me when you get a grip of yourself’’ she replied with great energy, hissed and headed to the door. I instantly regretted every word I said to her.
It really was the first time she was getting angry with me. I kind of felt it.

‘’I’m so sorry for attacking you. I just haven’t been myself since I lost my dad and returning to the hostel really disorganized my head. I’m sorry’’ I apologized.. She stopped, turned and faced me.

‘’sharing your feelings, confiding in someone you trust can be helpful in your present condition. I suggest you talk to me. Open your heart to me. Share your feelings with me’’ she demanded soothingly, drawing close to me once again. I bit my lips and stared at her for some seconds.

‘’You won’t understand how I feel right now’’ I breathed, staring deep into her eyes.

‘’My dad was murdered. I was told he died in his sleep but that’s a mystery I’m so eager to unravel. My uncles all teamed up and organized a quick burial without considering my feelings with the pretence of cutting costs. My dad was in the country for a business he told me he was setting up the last time we talked. He equally had plans of completing his house in the village and marrying a new wife. No one has been able to give account of how his money grew winds or why he died so mysteriously. Now out of nowhere, one of my cousins is offering to help me stand on my feet. But I don’t trust him. I feel there is more to his help. I was with him for three weeks and he taught me stuffs that I never knew were real, Stuffs that I’m so ashamed to talk about. Here I’m so confused, so empty and so tired of life’’ I poured out solemnly, covering my face with my palms. Tracy drew closer, took down my hands and searched my eyes for a while before surprising me with a hug. And yes I badly needed the hug.

‘’you have every reason to be suspicious and concerned. You have every reason to seek for the truth but you are not yet ready for such because if indeed your dad was murdered, it means the murderer is still out there observing your movements. You have to let it go for now at least until you finish your education’’ she advised softly.

‘’you said your cousin is teaching you stuffs?. What exactly is he teaching you?’’ she suddenly demanded, throwing me off balance with her question.

‘’Tracy please don’t ask me that question. I beg of you. Let’s just forget about all I said to you’’ I begged softly. She stared at me suspiciously before shrugging with resignation.

‘’you have to be careful Jude. I hope no one is trying to manipulate or put you in trouble after murdering your father’’ she breathed, leaving the idea embedded in my heart as we stared at each other.

‘’perhaps Kelvin could really be behind my father’s death’’ I wondered for the umpteenth time as Tracy’s eyes met mine.
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meanwhile @joe’s Gym, works layout,
Kelvin’s side of the story continues
(Inside the gym; Kelvin and his friend Joe are seen having a heated discussion. The two guys have been friends for a long time)

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‘’so I hope your young cousin is learning very fast?’’ Joe asked me.

‘’yes the boy is a quick learner. He has the brain. But seriously I do feel guilty for his father’s death. You can’t believe the man called me to be with him the day he arrived town but I couldn’t honor his invitation because I was busy with Cynthia. I feel the man was murdered and perhaps I would have prevented it supposing I honored his invitation to be with him’’ I confessed with great guilt.

‘’jeez’’ Joe breathed.

‘’I feel so responsible. You can’t believe that the man’s money and everything just disappeared without a trace. He confided in me before coming to the country that he was setting up a business in Nigeria. I don’t have details of the business or names of his partners. His death was just so clean and untraceable’’ I added, shaking my head.

‘’he died in the village?’’ Joe asked. I nodded.

‘’yes and that’s the most confusing thing. The man always spent the night in the city whenever he was in the country but I was surprised that he spent the night in his small old house in the village. You know the old house behind the new building?’’ I explained to Joe who nodded silently.

‘’whoever killed him will have me to battle. Tomorrow I will be going to the village to confront my father. I feel he is hiding something with his brothers’’ I resolved while my friend shrugged.

‘’you are not good at playing the good guy. I hope you don’t fail in this new quest of yours’’ he grinned, lighting up a cigarette as I looked down with great worry.
To be continued 
Episode 5

Kelvin’s side of the story continues

Early the next morning, I headed to the village to confront my dad. Deep down I was extremely anxious. A part of me needed the truth while another part of me was scared of what the truth could reveal. I prayed for my dad not to be involved in the silly scandal. Of courses his involvement would affect my plans and everything I stood for.

I just wasn’t myself as I drove into our compound that early morning. I arrived home quite on time to join my parents on breakfast. Dad was of course so surprised with my unannounced visit and as soon as we were alone, he threw the first serious question.

‘’I know you aren’t here for breakfast, so what brought you home this early?’’ he asked curiously. I smiled, studying him keenly.
My old man really was a nice man who had the best plans for me. He wanted me to be a medical doctor. He wanted me to be the first doctor in the family and when I dropped out of school, he was so totally devastated, to the extent of washing his hands off me.
However when I left for the city and started making my money, he was forced to tolerate me once again, even though the pain of disappointment was still very much in him.

‘’it’s because of Jude that I’m here dad’’ I breathed while he drew back with concern.

‘’how about him?. Don’t tell me something happened to him?. You know I was glad when you took him to the city’’ he muttered anxiously.

‘’the boy is fine but I just want to know how his father really died and why you guys hurriedly buried him?’’ I asked curiously.

‘’oh not again’’ he breathed looking down.

‘’you know the boy’s father was a brother i cherished the most. He never kept anything from me till his death. I was with him the evening before his death. He spoke of many things. He told me about a shipping business he was about starting in the country. He equally told me about the lady he planned marrying. Yes the lady was with him that evening. He introduced her to me but I really didn’t pay a very close attention to her because of my bad eyesight. But she’s very pretty and a bit advanced in age. She looked about thirty to thirty three years old. Things played out so fast my son. In the morning we discovered my brother dead and all alone. The woman wasn’t there and there wasn’t any way to find her and you know leaving my brother’s body in the morgue for such investigation could drag on to a year. Who would foot the bills?. Moreover the hospital we took him to said he died of natural causes. We had no choice than to bury him’’ he explained while I shook my head with anger.

‘’dad I’m totally disappointed. You and your brothers just buried one of your own like a dog just because of this silly excuse. Can I have the keys to my uncle’s house?. I know you still have the spare?’’ I demanded with a raised tone, leaving him indecisive for some seconds. He finally rose up, went to his room and returned with the keys.

‘’find the woman and perhaps, you would get all the answers you seek’’ he said with a solemn tone as he handed the keys over to me.

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I quickly headed to my late uncle’s old house to see if I could find anything that would lead me to the mystery woman. I made my way to his room and calmly searched every bit of it. All I could find was his suitcase which had many documents inside. I couldn’t go through the documents that minute, instead I grabbed the suitcase and left the house with it. My plan was to take my time in going through the documents in my house.

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I returned to the city two hours later, so anxious to go through the documents. The first thing that greeted my eyes as I opened the first envelope I saw inside the suitcase was a signed Cheque meant for a lady with the name ‘’JESSICA SIMON”. My hands shook as I stared at the paper, trying to come out with an idea. But I barely had the time to think out anything when I got a phone call from Cynthia that she was being detained at a police station.

‘’please come bail me dear. I can’t stand this place’’ she begged, leaving me with no choice than to abandon all I was doing and head over to the station to bail her a-s out.

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That very same day,
Jude’s side of the story

I stared at the huge lecture notes before me, clueless on how to photocopy all of them. I really missed a lot of tests and assignments even though Tracy did her best in covering some for me.

‘’I don’t how this semester will be. I give up’’ I breathed to an astonished Tracy.

‘’you just have to relax; little by little you will cover everything. Tomorrow we can start by meeting the lecturers you missed their tests to explain your situation.’’ She suggested.

‘’I have to go. I have to go cool off’’ I breathed, standing up.

‘’don’t tell me you are leaving the class?. It’s barely 12pm and we have lecture by 12:30pm’’ she reminded me but my mind was already made up to leave the class.

‘’we will see in the hostel. Just take care’’ I said to her, walked out of the class and headed to my dad’s car, where I relaxed for some seconds before driving away. I headed straight to Kelvin’s house to cool off.

On getting to the house, I found it locked, but I had the spare keys he gave me. I easily let myself in, fetched a can of coke from his fridge, switched on the TV and settled down to rest. When I tried changing the channel, I couldn’t find the remote and had to go over to his room to see if he left it there. But on getting to the room, a strange sight greeted me.
‘’I FOUND MY DAD’S SUITCASE AND DOCUMENTS SCATTERED OVER HIS BED’’ I couldn’t believe my eyes as my imaginations ran wild.

‘’how could I be so stupid to believe his friendly gestures?. Of course he killed my dad. This is strong evidence’’ I shook with great rage as I backed out of his room and headed to the kitchen to grab a knife.

To be continued.

 


 

Episode 6

Jude’s side of the story continues

After grabbing a small knife at the kitchen, I slowly calmed down to weigh the consequences of my decision. Yes I was determined to stab Kelvin. I was determined to kill him like he did to my dad but after killing him what next?, I asked myself over and over.

Of course I knew killing him won’t be any easy and covering the crime equally won’t be an easy thing. Then living with such deed in my conscience equally could kill me. I wasn’t a killer. It wasn’t in my blood. But I just couldn’t let him get away so easily. I so was totally convinced that he killed my dad for money. The suitcase and documents in his room were enough evidence to seal my mind.

I slowly went back to the bedroom, packed up the documents and headed to the sitting with the suitcase in my left hand. I really was confused. I just was in a hopeless state.
Luckily, I didn’t wait long before Kelvin walked into his apartment with a well built lady. His reaction on seeing me with the suitcase was so revealing. He simply froze with great surprise as his eyes fell on the suitcase. He couldn’t say a word. Of course what was there to say?. He wasn’t expecting to see me and so had nothing prepared to tell me.

It was my chance to strike him dead with the knife. It was the opportunity I needed to avenge my father’s death but as the opportunity stared at me on the face, I realized that it wasn’t easy to take a man’s life. My hand trembled but I held onto the knife strongly with my right hand while the suitcase rested strongly in my left hand.

The lady with him stared at me suspiciously, too stunned or perhaps confused to say a word.

I hissed, threw down the knife and walked out of the apartment without saying a word to anyone.

‘’Jude, please wait. I have to explain’’ I heard Kelvin beg as he ran after me but I wasn’t ready to listen to him. I wasn’t ready to listen to his explanation. I couldn’t bear listening to his reason on why he killed my father.

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Kelvin’s side of the story

I really wasn’t pleased going to the police station to bail out Cynthia but it was something I had to do in order to continue enjoying the numerous benefits I had with her. Cynthia was a seamstress and a big time trouble maker. A no nonsense lady who was scared of no one, but then she equally was as strong as a tiger on bed which made her very precious to me. Anytime we had s-x, it was nothing but a competition on who would get tired first. She really was very valuable to me and her sexual prowess made me blinded to her faults even though sometimes I was forced to meddle in to her business just like I was being forced to come bail her out from police custody.

On getting to the police station, I learnt she was involved in a fight with a neighbor who threw dirty water in front of her shop. It really was a little issue which dragged into a fight, forcing a police team passing by to cash in on the opportunity to make some money by detaining the two women.

I ended up spending five thousand naira I never planned spending.

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‘’I’m so sorry dear. I’m sorry for making you spend your hard earned money this afternoon. It’s just that the silly girl refused listening to my pleas to stop throwing dirty water in front of my shop. Imagine after washing her plates and cleaning up her restaurant every morning she would throw the water in front of my shop because she comes very early in the morning when no one will see her. I just couldn’t take it anymore and had to slap her’’ Cynthia apologized and explained as we left the police station but my mind wasn’t on her explanation. All I wanted was to go home and get done with the documents I was in the process of checking out before I was invited to the police station.

‘’I know you are very angry with me?. I’m very sorry. How about we go to your house and see who has the strongest appetite for s-x today?’’ she pushed on, arousing me with her words as her left hand slowly reached for my trouser zip, putting a smile over my face.

‘’hmmmmm, let’s get home first’’ I breathed and softly pushed off her hand from my trouser.

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The joy on my face however disappeared the moment I walked into my apartment to see Jude holding the suitcase with one hand and a kitchen knife with another hand. I simply was at lost on what to say or do. I wasn’t expecting him; I wasn’t prepared in any way.
I knew I was wrong to go through his father’s things without first consulting him. I knew he had every reason to feel bad and suspicious but then all I did was done out of good faith, moreover he was too young to understand. I tried to talk but just couldn’t.

Luckily, he threw down the knife and ran out of the apartment with the suitcase which had the evidence I needed in investigating his father’s death, forcing me to run after him with no success. I returned to my sitting room to face Cynthia who had a thousand and one questions to ask me but I was in no mood to speak to her.

Jude really was spoiling things without realizing it.

Episode 7

Jude’s side of the story continues

I returned to my hostel to cry out my heart. I couldn’t believe all I just discovered were real. Kelvin was the only family I had left and discovering his deceit really left a great hollow in my heart. I was beginning to grow fond of him. I was beginning to feel at peace with him only to discover that he wasn’t clean after all. I felt all alone. I felt empty. I felt so sad. My heart yearned for vengeance but I was too scared and weak to confront him like a man.

‘’dear lord, you are all I got now’’ I prayed earnestly.

Tracy walked into my room an hour later with a frown on her face. It was very obvious she wasn’t pleased with the way I left school earlier in the day and the last thing I wanted that afternoon was a scolding from her. I quickly closed my eyes to avoid her gaze. She sat beside me on the bed, hesitated for some seconds before shaking me violently.

‘’so you left school just to come here and sleep?. That’s a very silly attitude. I’m far from happy with you’’ she breathed fiercely. I opened my eyes, stared at her for a while before sitting up.

‘’I went to my cousin’s house to relax , only to find my dad’s documents on his bed’’ I slowly said to her, pointing to the suitcase which was under my reading table. She gasped with surprise, reached forward and grabbed the suitcase.

‘’I couldn’t believe it. I felt he killed my dad for the contents of that suitcase and then tried to befriend me for a reason best known only to him. The painful thing is that I can’t do anything to him. I can’t report him to the police because I lack strong evidence. But I still believe he will come here with a story to convince me on letting go of the suitcase.’’ I slowly opened up to her.

‘’this is serious. I can’t believe this’’ she breathed.

‘’take the bag to your room. Hide it for me. I will figure out something soon’’ I breathed. She nodded, stood up and disappeared to her room with the suitcase. I fell back on my bed with tears in my eyes.

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Kelvin’s side of the story continues

‘’I know you won’t tell me what the scene I just witnessed was all about?’’ Cynthia asked, sitting on my laps. I shook my head and closed my eyes. My head just was filled up. I wasn’t myself after the incredible scene with Jude.

‘’sometimes you treat me as if I’m nothing but a call girl to you. I can tolerate anything but not being ignored. Very well, I’m leaving and don’t ever come looking for me again’’ she threatened, jumped off my body , grabbed her bag and headed to the door.

‘’I’m sorry my love. Don’t go away please’’ I forced myself to apologize, standing to meet her. She stopped, stared at me and smiled.

‘’the boy found his late father’s documents in my room and just over-reacted’ I explained. She nodded.

‘’I was investigating the man’s death and had to take some of his things without the boy’s knowledge which he found in my room. I guess he’s mind is running wild right now’’ I explained, while she came forward and threw her hands around my neck.

‘’you have to let him cool down first before explaining to him. By tomorrow, you can find a way to talk to him’’ she advised and kissed me. I licked my lips and unbuttoned her shirt.

‘’how about we play the match right here, right now. No holds barred’’ I suggested with a short laugh, taking off my shirt. She laughed and rolled her eyes.

‘’naughty boy, you want no holds by this time of the day?. I have my business to run jare. Let’s just do a quickie and that’s it’’ she muttered, taking off the rest of her clothes while I positioned myself for a quick d—-e quickie.

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Jude’s side of the story continues

By 9pm, Tracy and I were all alone in her room. We lay beside each other like happy lovers and it just looked as if we just had a great s-x even though we never kissed for once.

‘’you know you are the only person I now have. The only person I trust. I used to have my suspicions about Kelvin but I had to push everything aside and hope for the best. I really feel bad’’ I muttered with all my heart while she smiled and embraced me with great care, warming my heart with such wonderful gesture. I felt like making love to her there and then. I felt like caressing her hair and licking her dry but something stronger than passion held me back. Perhaps it was respect, perhaps it was the fear of hurting her. I simply swallowed the sexual hunger in me and closed my eyes.

‘’you just have to forget about Kelvin and sleep. We have lectures tomorrow’’ she added softly.

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Early the next morning, Tracy woke me up to inform me that a man was waiting for me outside her room.
‘’he said his name is Kelvin. I guess someone directed him to my room when he checked yours’’ she explained softly, leaving me indecisive on whether to ignore him or confront him.

‘’I think the best thing is to hear what he has to say. You can still leave the suitcase with me’’ she suggested like a caring wife and I had no choice than to follow her suggestion, even though deep down I had a little strange fear in me.

‘’I hope involving Tracy in my mess won’t harm her in future’’ I said to myself as I went out to confront Kelvin over again.

Episode 8

Jude’s side of the story continues

I walked out of Tracy’s room to meet Kelvin who was patiently waiting for me. He smiled at me while I looked down with a frown.

‘’listen Jude. You have to quit behaving like a baby and act like a man. If there is anything you wish to say to me, better say it now’’ he demanded with a strong voice. I looked up at him, breathing heavily.

‘’what are my father’s documents doing in your room?. You said you knew nothing about his death but it doesn’t look so’’ I poured out bravely. He drew closer and touched my left shoulder.

‘’listen Jude, supposing I killed your dad, I wouldn’t need you for anything and you wouldn’t be alive today to question my integrity. You just need to think deeply. Why would I give you my house keys if I’m actually guilty like you think? Boy I’m just trying to help you get to the root of your father’s death. If he was actually killed, then you have to know that the murderer is still free out there and you can’t find the person without my help. Inside the suitcase, there is a signed cheque in there. That’s the lead I’m currently following. You have to give me back the suitcase’’ he explained and demanded seriously. I shook my head and staggered back.
Yes his words were totally convincing, his motive seemed genuine but I still had my reservations. I wasn’t willing to give him back the suitcase so easily. I had to study the contents of the suitcase first and I was yet to do it thoroughly.

‘’I will give it back to you but not now’’ I breathed. He shrugged with resignation.

‘’suit yourself. But how about the deals we stopped halfway the other time?. The money is supposed to come in by Monday and we still have a lot to do. You have to come over to my place for us to get done with it or are you no longer interested?’’ he asked curiously while I nodded.

‘’yes, let’s go to my room. I will freshen up and we will go to your house together’’ I answered, leaving him with a sigh of relief.

‘’a friend of mine is among sponsors of a beauty pageant going down this coming Sunday in Abuja. He gave me two VIP tickets and I know you will love to go with me’’ he offered as we walked to my room, leaving an innocent smile over my face.
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I spent the next three days in Kelvin’s house where we worked tirelessly to close a fraud deal worth 15million naira. Yes it wasn’t an easy deal, and the cost of even pulling it was close to 5million naira, not to talk of the percentage his partners were to take out of the deal.
By Saturday evening we flew to Abuja where we were hosted by one of Kelvin’s rich friends.

‘’Edu is now a big time car dealer. You can’t believe two years ago, he had nothing but two shirts and a trouser but now look at him. He has up to twenty graduates in his payroll’’ Kelvin whispered to me with a proud smile.
Yes I was totally impressed by everything he was opening my eyes to.

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Sunday evening, we found ourselves inside an exquisite hotel in the heart of the capital city. The whole environment looked like an entirely different world. I just felt so small in the midst of celebrities, business moguls, fashion designers, TV presenters and politicians. The whole place was just amazing. The show was yet to start when we arrived.

‘’you have to act like you belong here. You have your American upbringing with you. This is the place to showcase it well’’ Kelvin whispered to me with a smile of accomplishment.

For no reason he chose a table already occupied by a very beautiful light skinned lady, who sat alone, with her eyes glued to her phone. However as we approached the table, she raised her eyes to meet my stare and the moment our eyes met, it was as if the world suddenly stopped revolving. She looked so gracious, so charming and so beautiful. She looked quite older than me but it never stopped me from getting greatly attracted to her that instant.

The lady on her own part left her eyes on me longer than necessary, as if she recognized me from somewhere.

Deep down I knew my story was about to change, but what I didn’t know was if it was changing for good or for bad.

To be Continued

Episode 9

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’hi hope you won’t mind us joining you?’’ Kelvin asked the young lady politely. She smiled, throwing him a quick look.

‘’nope I won’t mind sitting with two handsome young men. I’m all alone’’ she answered pleasantly, throwing another quick look at me.

‘’my name is Kelvin and he is Jude, my cousin who just arrived from the states. I’m trying to show him around the country’’ Kelvin said with a smile, trying to start a conversation with her but then her attention was more on me and after Kelvin introduced me, her eyes kind of brightened more.

‘’are you from Colorado?’’ she asked me curiously. I shook my head nervously.

‘’no I grew up in Arlington Virginia’’ I answered nervously. Her eyes instantly fell.

‘’oh I’m sorry. I mistook you for someone else. You resembled an old friend of mine’’ she said with a smile while Kelvin looked on silently.

‘’anyway I’m Mrs. Pamela, wife of a serving senator’’ she introduced herself, leaving me shocked with the revelation. Yes I knew she was very sophisticated and rich but I never imagined her to be the wife of a serving senator, moreover she looked quite young to have a serving senator as a husband. Nevertheless she was a very friendly lady and I kind of had a very strange desire to be with her.

‘’why do you look so surprised?’’ she asked me.

‘’no nothing, just that your husband is a very lucky man’’ I replied softly. She laughed and said nothing else.

The event soon started, capturing our attention. We didn’t say much to each other until she got up to leave three hours later.

‘’I can’t stay any longer. I have to leave now. You can call me up later’’ she said with a smile, offering a business card to me before walking away. I threw a quick look at Kelvin who stared at me with an open mouth.

‘’I guess she has something for small boys. Imagine ignoring me and paying every attention to you’’ he joked as I took a quick look at the business card.

‘’I like her very much and I just feel like being with her. I don’t know why I’m feeling this way’’ I confessed.

‘’you feel nothing but lust. She has a great body but she’s married. She’s married to a senator. Get that into your head’’ he advised and changed the topic without knowing that deep down I had plans for the beautiful lady.

‘’how old do you think she could be?’’ I heard myself ask Kelvin as we left the event hours later. He stared at me suspiciously before shrugging.

‘’Between twenty six to twenty eight years old. She’s quite young’’ he answered with lack of interest, but for me Pamela’s image stuck in my head and refused to leave. It really was my first time of having such strong desire to be with a woman.

We returned to Owerri the next day and yea I returned with Pamela’s image in my head. If not for one thing, I would have thought what I felt was love but perhaps Kelvin was right. What I felt was lust instead.

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Tuesday afternoon, Kelvin transferred one million naira to my account.
‘’that’s your share for a well done job. The money got in yesterday and you know we have to work harder for another pay. Please use the money wisely. And save as much as you can’’ he advised me with a smile.
I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe myself. I couldn’t believe I could make so much money by only by sitting at home, working with a computer. I felt on top of the world. It was the first money I ever earned with my sweat.

I quickly rushed to the bank, withdrew thirty thousand naira and headed straight to a boutique where I bought a fancy gown and necklace for Tracy. I equally bought fried rice, chicken and ice cream from a fast food joint close by. My plan was to surprise her with the gifts and equally make use of the opportunity to apologize to her. Because all through the weekend I ignored her calls and messages due to the fact that I had no tangible excuse to give her on why i was away from school and I still badly needed her friendship and help.

I headed straight to the hostel with all I bought, hoping to buy her with the gifts. But it was a miscalculated effort because she shut the door on my face the moment she noticed I was the person knocking on her door.

‘’listen Jude, I don’t know what is going on with you anymore and I don’t associate with any guy who doesn’t take his future seriously. You just have to forget about our friendship. We have nothing in common any longer’’ she shouted from her room, leaving me stunned.

‘’this isn’t the way to treat a friend. At least you should have offered a listening ear to me first before concluding things in your mind’’ I shouted back, banging on her door. She opened the door once again, this time holding the suitcase I left in her care.

‘’you have to take your dad’s stuff. I don’t want it in my room anymore’’ she breathed as her eyes fell on the things I bought for her.

‘’I know you are angry. And you have every right to be angry with me. But please leave my dad’s stuff out of this. I left it in your care for a reason’’ I begged.

‘’just get out of here please’’ she muttered, sighed and shut her door again. Her action r4eally annoyed me in a way because she wasn’t my girlfriend even though we shared many things in common. I simply turned and returned to my room with all the stuffs I bought for her, regretting ever spending my money on them.

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The next day, Tracy carried on with her attitude of the previous day. She simply ignored me even though I prepared for school very early because of her and without her company in school I felt out of place and had to leave before the second lecture of the day.

The next few days would have been extremely boring for me if not for Pamela who turned out to be a very free and jovial lady. After reaching her on phone where I introduced myself all over again, she kind of became very free with me, to the extent of adding me up on her social media accounts. She was mostly active on bbm.

In no time we developed a very strong bond. I told her almost everything about myself, though I lied about my age by claiming to be twenty six years old.

‘’and what are you still doing in the university. Hmmm I really thought you were within the age range of twenty two to twenty four’’ she had asked when I lied to her about my age.

‘’my dad wanted me to study in Nigeria by all means, something I kicked against and had to spend two idle years at home before succumbing to his wish’’ I lied further.

But not only did I open up to her about myself, she equally opened up about her life to me.( Though, she never really told me everything about her life). However she told me of her fears, plans and dreams. She equally opened up about her marriage life by telling me that she was nothing but a second wife to a senator from the northern region.
‘’My dear it isn’t easy getting your life back after sacrificing a lot to get to the top.’’ Were the exact words she typed the evening she told me about her marriage life. I didn’t push further with the conversation but I knew she had lots of problems going on with her marriage and even though I had lots of questions to ask concerning her background, religion and so on, I kept them all aside because they were none of my business. All I wanted was a good time with her; A very risky adventure.

Yes and I kept my dealings with her away from Kelvin

Episode 10

Jude’s side of the story continues

As days passed by, the bond between Pamela and I grew stronger and the desire to be with her took control of my sense of reasoning and soul. In one of our late night phone calls, I finally popped the question.
‘’how do we see again?”
it was a question I used everything in me to ask. I couldn’t even breathe out of nervousness after asking the question.

‘’hmmmm why do you want us to see again?’’ she asked after keeping quiet for some seconds.

‘’we have a lot in common and I just want to spend a good time with you’’ I murmured, not sure if I gave the right answer.

‘’but we have been spending a lot of time with each other chatting and speaking daily on phone’’ she muttered, perhaps trying hard not to appear desperate or cheap.

‘’yes but that’s on phone. I want to see your face and be able to touch it’’ I answered, while she let out a short laugh.

‘’aren’t you scared of me?. Hope you still remember who I’m?’’ she asked softly.

‘’yes I very well do. You are a very charming, attractive and beautiful lady that I will do anything to be with’’ I replied quickly.

‘’hmmmm anything?’’ she asked.

‘’of course anything’’ I quickly breathed.

‘’I will be coming down to Asaba on Saturday for a wedding. Tomorrow I will send you a text message with the name of the hotel I will be lodging in after the event. All you have to do is book your own room at the hotel, when I get back from the event; I will invite you over to mine. Hope that’s okay for you?’’ she asked, leaving me extremely overjoyed.

‘’yes that’s very cool’’ I muttered with great passion. I couldn’t believe I was about having such a high class chick so effortlessly.

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I really couldn’t wait for Saturday to arrive. I was so nervous and anxious. I did a whole lot of shopping the next few days, buying new sets of clothes and Jewries. Yes I had the money to throw about, thanks to Kelvin.
However on Friday afternoon, Kelvin paid a visit to my hostel without even notifying me that he was coming. He came into my room unannounced, really surprising me with his presence.

‘’what’s up with you?. Are you still angry with me over the suitcase issue or what?. Imagine throughout the week you never bothered to check up on me or even call?’’ he asked suspiciously while I searched for a good reply to give him but found none.

‘’anyway I came to collect the suitcase to continue my investigation on what could have led to your father’s sudden demise. Yesterday morning, hoodlums broke into your father’s compound and ransacked his house. I believe they were looking for something and it could be the suitcase. So you better hand it over to me now unless you have a better plan’’ he demanded. I couldn’t believe my ears.

‘’’You mean my dad’s old house was ransacked yesterday?’’ I stammered the question. He nodded.

‘’Yes and that’s the more reason why you should trust me. Now get the suitcase’’ he demanded once again.

‘’but what do you plan doing with it?’’ I asked.

‘’I already told you that I had a lead I was following before you soiled my plans. I have the experience to decode the contents of that suitcase. It’s your property but you have to trust me’’ he answered convincingly. I breathed deeply and stood up.

‘’the suitcase is with a friend. Let me go get it’’ I answered to his surprise, quickly heading out to Tracy’s room with a fast pounding heart. It really was the first time I was going over to Tracy’s room after she shut the door on my face and equally refused granting me any attention in school days ago.
I really didn’t know what to expect from her and I prayed for her not to embarrass me again. I hate being embarrassed.

Tracy opened the door seconds after I knocked. She looked extremely surprised to see me. It very much showed on her face.

‘’hey’’ she greeted .

‘’I came to collect the suitcase’’ I said with a cold smile.

‘’what for?’’ she asked seriously, taking me by surprise with the question.

‘’I thought you no longer care?. Why ask?’’ I breathed seriously.

‘’is that what you think?. That I no longer care?. All I want you to be is a better man but you just don’t want to be the type of man I want you to be’’ she poured out, shaking her head.

‘’I cannot change who I’m because of you. You said I’m no longer worthy to be your friend and that’s fine by me. You can go find another guy you can mould into an idol’’ I said a bit harshly. She drew back, went into her room and returned with the suitcase.

‘’take it. You can go to hell for all I care’’ she breathed fiercely, throwing the suitcase into my hands but as I looked at her face, I saw that it was greatly colored up. I noticed that she was fighting hard to hold back tears from appearing in her eyes. My heart instantly softened. I couldn’t take seeing her hurt.

‘’why are you always being hard at me?. You always like to control my life?’’ I kind of stammered.

‘’because, because’’ she breathed, shook her head and shut her door on my face without completing the sentence.

To be continued

[Edoman]

SHADES OF LUST Episode 1-20


Episode 1

In front of an uncompleted one storey building, stood a boy of about twenty three years old. He was standing in front of a fresh grave, holding a candle with his right hand as tears fell from his eyes.

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My name is Jude Ibeh, a half Nigerian, and half American. Yes I used the term because my mother was a white American while my father was a Nigerian, however I never got to know my mum because she died when I was two years old leaving me solely under my dad’s care who did a good job raising me up. All I inherited from my mother was her skin color and smile.
I grew to love my dad with all my heart even though we disagreed on many things because he was so traditional and had a sort of old school mentality. He believed a lot in tradition and wanted me to accept all his beliefs which never went down well with me.
I was forced to return to Nigerian for my university education after high school without caring for my feelings. Yes Nigeria is a great country but the temperature, attitude of the people and everything about the country never suited my lifestyle.

I was admitted into Imo state university to study industrial chemistry and it really was hell for me. The lecture rush, the intonation of lecturers, the overcrowding of lecture halls, the noise and the struggles really left a sore taste in my mouth. I simply managed to pass over to my second year with lots of carryovers and yes the second year was equally stressful but much better because I was slowly adapting much to my dad’s pleasure.

But on my third year when I was finally about becoming a full time Igbo boy, my dad left me all alone in the world. He returned to Nigeria on March 1st 2012 for a little business but never lived to see the next day. You can’t imagine the shock I had when I got a call from one of my uncles that my father was dead. That he died in his sleep.
I simply couldn’t believe my ears. It sounded so unreal and unbelievable but on getting home I found out that the only person I had in the world was gone. My life instantly came to a standstill. I just felt like killing myself and leaving the world as well.

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My dad’s burial was quickly organized by my uncles who didn’t give me any say in the matter since I wasn’t yet recognized as a man. I knew my dad was murdered but I had no evidence. I had no money. I equally wasn’t man enough to challenge anyone.
I simply was in a tight corner and all I did was observe and cry out my heart.

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After the burial, I was left all alone to manage and cater for myself. I just didn’t know what to think or where to start reorganizing my life. I wasn’t good at any type of hustling. Menial jobs just weren’t for me and my uncles never seemed to care.
My dad equally never left much for me apart from the uncompleted building at home and the little he had left in his bank account after the burial ceremony.

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As I stood before my father’s grave, crying out my heart. I was at lost. I was so empty and alone. I never knew life could be so difficult and mean. I badly had the urge to abandon my studies and return to America but none of the options before me looked easy.

I felt a strong hand land on my shoulder. I turned to see one of my senior cousins smiling at me. I looked at him and swallowed hard. Kelvin was the only person who cared of my well-being during the course of my father’s burial but then his father was equally one of my uncles that I was suspecting over my father’s strange death which made me not to trust his kind gestures towards me.

Kelvin was around twenty eight years old. He looked quite rich and had two expensive cars that rolled people’s eyes but then no one could say exactly the business he was into and he never cared what people felt about his source of wealth.

‘’I know how you feel right now. I know you think the world is nothing but hell. I’m here to help you. I’m here to turn you into something you never imagined you would be. Stop crying for your dad. He is already done. It’s now left for you to continue his legacy. You are going back with me to the city and I will teach you how to survive in a Nigerian way.’’ He said with a smile while I curiously stared at him a bit confused over his words.

‘’How to survive in a Nigerian way’’ I muttered over and over to myself as I stared at him.

Episode 2

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’are you for real?’’ I asked breathlessly as a new kind of relief filled my entire being. I wasn’t expecting such generosity. It really came as a great surprise to me.

‘’we will leave for the city in two days. You will stay with me until you get your spirit back’’ he answered, tapped my shoulder and left with a smile. And that was how I became very close to Kelvin.
We left the village two days later and headed to his house as he promised. He owned a very cute bungalow, well furnished and designed with superior taste.

‘’this is my house. I pay no rent to anyone’’ he revealed as we walked into the plush apartment, leaving me gasping with disbelief as I imagined how much he’s worth.

‘’this is not only my home but yours as well. In no time you will understand a lot. You will get answers to the questions I know running through your young mind’’ he said with a savvy smile. I shrugged and smiled at him.

Kelvin’s side of the story

My uncle’s death really came as a great blow to me. He was the only uncle that encouraged and regularly sent me money when I dropped out of school due to my stupidity years ago.
Before his death, he confided in me that he planned returning permanently to Nigeria to run a business. He never told me the details of the business or who was helping him with it. Hence my great surprise to learn of his death, just a day after his arrival to the country.
Yes it definitely looked like murder to me even though the medical report obtained said he died of natural causes. I was just so helpless and couldn’t do a thing than to observe as my father and uncles speedily buried the unfortunate man, leaving his young son who really didn’t know much about life or Nigeria to fend on his own.

Jude was more of an American than a Nigerian. The color of his skin, his voice, his behavior, the way he walked and everything about him was just American. I took pity on him and had to offer him a life even though what I was offering was a life of crime but then with it he could maintain his rich lifestyle, finish his education and be a good man.

So what exactly do I mean by a life of crime?? Hmmmm

Yes having dropped out of school, my parents cursed and left me on my own. I had to survive. I had to do everything to make money and of course I succeeded.

I had to join some friends in yahoo scam, we lied, we duped, we robbed unfortunate victims but it never stopped there. We upgraded to kidnapping and oil theft. In two years I had a house in Owerri where I based, plus a very fat bank account. The easiest way to make real money was through crime but it equally was the easiest to die.

Young Jude had the looks, the charms and the brain for business. Everything about him was good for business and as his new guardian, my job was to take care of him and help him to the top via any means.

Nevertheless I still had my doubts. Jude looked so tender and gentle. Somehow I was scared if he could really live up to expectation.

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HOURS LATER;
Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’Thanks Kelvin for everything. You are the last person I expected to help me’’ I said to him with a heart filled with gratitude as we enjoyed an evening meal in a very plush fast food joint. He smiled and nodded.

‘’so tell me, are you a virgin?’’ he suddenly asked, leaving me totally embarrassed. I almost choked with embarrassment.

‘’come on be free with me” he urged with a short laugh. I shrugged with hesitation as my school life flashed back to my head. I never had a girlfriend but my affluent lifestyle and look really left a dozen girls on my speed dial.

‘’no, I’m no virgin’’ I stammered softly. He laughed and offered his hand for a handshake.

‘’that’s good’’ he surprisingly said, leaving me wondering what he asked the uncomfortable question for.

I had my doubts about Kelvin but he was a very likeable parson and the only one that offered me what no one else cared to offer me. I had to be strong and focused to survive and dig out those behind my father’s death.

Episode 3

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’So how about I arrange a girl to cheer you up?’’ Kelvin suddenly suggested, putting a tempting offer before me. I quickly shook my head.

‘’I just buried my father. No I don’t need a woman now’’ I breathed with a frown.

‘’that’s cool, but you should learn how to put aside your grief and move on with life’’ he advised softly. I sipped my drink, kept quiet for a while before throwing him a very curious look.

‘’my father was murdered. Do you have any idea who could be responsible?’’ I asked, leaving him extremely surprised with my question. At first he looked quite shocked but quickly composed himself.

‘’actually I have no idea of what exactly led to your father’s death but supposing I have something about that, I won’t tell you because you are in no position to do anything about it. You have to first relax, face your life, survive before asking questions unless you wish to die at a young age’’ he answered guardedly , leaving me shrugging with resignation.

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‘’I really want you to join my line of business. That’s the only way you can survive, make enough money to pay your bills and live a much fulfilled life. You see I run a string of networks that cut across multimillion Naira scams, forgery, gambling and so on. I have been doing it for years and yes I currently have everything I want in life. I shouldn’t be telling you all these but I think it’s my responsibility to open a good road for you. Your dad helped me when everyone turned against me. I have to reciprocate that gesture but I don’t know how strong you are’’ he breathed as we headed home minutes later.
I threw him a quick look, unable to say a word. Of course crime is something that always sends a chill through an innocent man’s heart. I felt suddenly cold.

‘’apart from the car your dad left behind, how much money do you have left?’’ he asked. I shrugged and breathed deeply.

‘’it’s not much. It won’t even last up to five months’’ I answered. He smiled.

‘’I easily could pay your school fees and support your education but after that what next?. Having a university education is no longer a guarantee of getting a good job. Most graduates now end up working at factories and workshops of school drop outs like me. Believe me, if you can be a part of my network, you will have a company of your own within four years’’ he said seriously.

‘’but why are you telling me all these bro?. You know we are not that close for you to be opening up to me this way?’’ I asked curiously. He smiled.

‘’yes I know but I always follow my heart and this time it led me to you’’ he answered.

‘’but what truly are the chances of being caught?’’ I asked.

‘’hmmm well I sincerely can’t say because no one in my network has ever been caught. We don’t pull any deal without first making sure it’s safe. We have people in every key country and bank. You have nothing to fear bro’’ he answered, leaving me totally convinced. I breathed deeply and nodded.

‘’fine I’m good to go” I breathed, leaving a very big smile on his face.

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I ended up spending three weeks at his house and what a hectic three weeks it was. I learnt a lot. I learnt that social networks just weren’t there for chatting alone, but also a very good fishing ground for scam victims. I learnt the act of fishing, profiling, packaging and presentation. I learnt to assume many identities. I even learnt some foreign ways of communicating. I learnt a whole lot with Kelvin who used the first three weeks I spent with him to teach me the secret behind online scamming.

At the end of three weeks I returned to my hostel to see if I could continue with my university education from where I abandoned it months earlier.
I returned to school a different person. I returned to school with a different mindset.

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My hostel mates all rushed into my room the moment they learnt I was back to pay their condolences. I had lots of questions to answer and no matter how hard I tried to be free with them; they all noticed that I was changed.

One after the other they soon left, finally leaving Tracy and I alone in my room.

Tracy was my course mate and someone very dear to me. She really helped me a lot in my first year and equally was very helpful in my second year.
I had to move over to my current hostel earlier in the year just to be closer to her. But my feelings for her were simply pure and harmless. I saw her as a very innocent girl who never deserved to be harmed and I never for once had any strange or bad ideas for her.
Even when I had sharp quickies with other girls, I made sure she never got to know about it. She was the only girl that understood me. But for the first time in my life, I was very uncomfortable being alone with her.

‘’you lost your dad and you never invited anyone to his burial, including me. I only got to hear about it from a course mate. And now you are acting so strange and different. What’s really going on?. You can still confide in me’’ she demanded, drawing close to hold my hand. I looked away, avoiding her gaze for no just reason. Her presence made me feel totally uncomfortable.

‘’I lost my dad. He was killed. I have no one else. I’m all alone in a country that is still a bit foreign to me. I have bills to pay. My school fees, hostel rent, test book, feeding and everything. Why won’t I look different with such problems bugging me?’’ I asked breathlessly.

‘’I understand. That’s why you should always confide in me. I’m not from a poor family. We can always find a way out, just like we did in our first year. ‘’ she said tightening her grip on me. I quickly broke free from her, stood up and breathed deeply.

‘’never mind, I already have found a way out. I have a new means of taking care of myself’’ I said without thinking, leaving her staring at me with great astonishment.

‘’what in the world are you talking about. Can you put me through please?’’ she demanded like a caring wife, leaving speechless as I instantly searched for a lie to cover my outburst but couldn’t find any.

I really liked Tracy but I had to keep some things from her to retain her respect.

Episode 4

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’listen Tracy. I’m no longer the spoilt good for nothing rich dude you used to know. I’m now nothing. I’m now nobody. I can’t even afford to take you out or buy lunch for you like I used to do in the past’’ I confessed for no reason, leaving the young girl totally shocked with my comment.

‘’are you trying to insult me or what?. Are you trying to say that I have been your friend all these while for your money or what?. I see you have nothing to talk about. You know where to find me when you get a grip of yourself’’ she replied with great energy, hissed and headed to the door. I instantly regretted every word I said to her.
It really was the first time she was getting angry with me. I kind of felt it.

‘’I’m so sorry for attacking you. I just haven’t been myself since I lost my dad and returning to the hostel really disorganized my head. I’m sorry’’ I apologized.. She stopped, turned and faced me.

‘’sharing your feelings, confiding in someone you trust can be helpful in your present condition. I suggest you talk to me. Open your heart to me. Share your feelings with me’’ she demanded soothingly, drawing close to me once again. I bit my lips and stared at her for some seconds.

‘’You won’t understand how I feel right now’’ I breathed, staring deep into her eyes.

‘’My dad was murdered. I was told he died in his sleep but that’s a mystery I’m so eager to unravel. My uncles all teamed up and organized a quick burial without considering my feelings with the pretence of cutting costs. My dad was in the country for a business he told me he was setting up the last time we talked. He equally had plans of completing his house in the village and marrying a new wife. No one has been able to give account of how his money grew winds or why he died so mysteriously. Now out of nowhere, one of my cousins is offering to help me stand on my feet. But I don’t trust him. I feel there is more to his help. I was with him for three weeks and he taught me stuffs that I never knew were real, Stuffs that I’m so ashamed to talk about. Here I’m so confused, so empty and so tired of life’’ I poured out solemnly, covering my face with my palms. Tracy drew closer, took down my hands and searched my eyes for a while before surprising me with a hug. And yes I badly needed the hug.

‘’you have every reason to be suspicious and concerned. You have every reason to seek for the truth but you are not yet ready for such because if indeed your dad was murdered, it means the murderer is still out there observing your movements. You have to let it go for now at least until you finish your education’’ she advised softly.

‘’you said your cousin is teaching you stuffs?. What exactly is he teaching you?’’ she suddenly demanded, throwing me off balance with her question.

‘’Tracy please don’t ask me that question. I beg of you. Let’s just forget about all I said to you’’ I begged softly. She stared at me suspiciously before shrugging with resignation.

‘’you have to be careful Jude. I hope no one is trying to manipulate or put you in trouble after murdering your father’’ she breathed, leaving the idea embedded in my heart as we stared at each other.

‘’perhaps Kelvin could really be behind my father’s death’’ I wondered for the umpteenth time as Tracy’s eyes met mine.
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meanwhile @joe’s Gym, works layout,
Kelvin’s side of the story continues
(Inside the gym; Kelvin and his friend Joe are seen having a heated discussion. The two guys have been friends for a long time)

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‘’so I hope your young cousin is learning very fast?’’ Joe asked me.

‘’yes the boy is a quick learner. He has the brain. But seriously I do feel guilty for his father’s death. You can’t believe the man called me to be with him the day he arrived town but I couldn’t honor his invitation because I was busy with Cynthia. I feel the man was murdered and perhaps I would have prevented it supposing I honored his invitation to be with him’’ I confessed with great guilt.

‘’jeez’’ Joe breathed.

‘’I feel so responsible. You can’t believe that the man’s money and everything just disappeared without a trace. He confided in me before coming to the country that he was setting up a business in Nigeria. I don’t have details of the business or names of his partners. His death was just so clean and untraceable’’ I added, shaking my head.

‘’he died in the village?’’ Joe asked. I nodded.

‘’yes and that’s the most confusing thing. The man always spent the night in the city whenever he was in the country but I was surprised that he spent the night in his small old house in the village. You know the old house behind the new building?’’ I explained to Joe who nodded silently.

‘’whoever killed him will have me to battle. Tomorrow I will be going to the village to confront my father. I feel he is hiding something with his brothers’’ I resolved while my friend shrugged.

‘’you are not good at playing the good guy. I hope you don’t fail in this new quest of yours’’ he grinned, lighting up a cigarette as I looked down with great worry.

Episode 5

Kelvin’s side of the story continues

Early the next morning, I headed to the village to confront my dad. Deep down I was extremely anxious. A part of me needed the truth while another part of me was scared of what the truth could reveal. I prayed for my dad not to be involved in the silly scandal. Of courses his involvement would affect my plans and everything I stood for.

I just wasn’t myself as I drove into our compound that early morning. I arrived home quite on time to join my parents on breakfast. Dad was of course so surprised with my unannounced visit and as soon as we were alone, he threw the first serious question.

‘’I know you aren’t here for breakfast, so what brought you home this early?’’ he asked curiously. I smiled, studying him keenly.
My old man really was a nice man who had the best plans for me. He wanted me to be a medical doctor. He wanted me to be the first doctor in the family and when I dropped out of school, he was so totally devastated, to the extent of washing his hands off me.
However when I left for the city and started making my money, he was forced to tolerate me once again, even though the pain of disappointment was still very much in him.

‘’it’s because of Jude that I’m here dad’’ I breathed while he drew back with concern.

‘’how about him?. Don’t tell me something happened to him?. You know I was glad when you took him to the city’’ he muttered anxiously.

‘’the boy is fine but I just want to know how his father really died and why you guys hurriedly buried him?’’ I asked curiously.

‘’oh not again’’ he breathed looking down.

‘’you know the boy’s father was a brother i cherished the most. He never kept anything from me till his death. I was with him the evening before his death. He spoke of many things. He told me about a shipping business he was about starting in the country. He equally told me about the lady he planned marrying. Yes the lady was with him that evening. He introduced her to me but I really didn’t pay a very close attention to her because of my bad eyesight. But she’s very pretty and a bit advanced in age. She looked about thirty to thirty three years old. Things played out so fast my son. In the morning we discovered my brother dead and all alone. The woman wasn’t there and there wasn’t any way to find her and you know leaving my brother’s body in the morgue for such investigation could drag on to a year. Who would foot the bills?. Moreover the hospital we took him to said he died of natural causes. We had no choice than to bury him’’ he explained while I shook my head with anger.

‘’dad I’m totally disappointed. You and your brothers just buried one of your own like a dog just because of this silly excuse. Can I have the keys to my uncle’s house?. I know you still have the spare?’’ I demanded with a raised tone, leaving him indecisive for some seconds. He finally rose up, went to his room and returned with the keys.

‘’find the woman and perhaps, you would get all the answers you seek’’ he said with a solemn tone as he handed the keys over to me.

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I quickly headed to my late uncle’s old house to see if I could find anything that would lead me to the mystery woman. I made my way to his room and calmly searched every bit of it. All I could find was his suitcase which had many documents inside. I couldn’t go through the documents that minute, instead I grabbed the suitcase and left the house with it. My plan was to take my time in going through the documents in my house.

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I returned to the city two hours later, so anxious to go through the documents. The first thing that greeted my eyes as I opened the first envelope I saw inside the suitcase was a signed Cheque meant for a lady with the name ‘’JESSICA SIMON”. My hands shook as I stared at the paper, trying to come out with an idea. But I barely had the time to think out anything when I got a phone call from Cynthia that she was being detained at a police station.

‘’please come bail me dear. I can’t stand this place’’ she begged, leaving me with no choice than to abandon all I was doing and head over to the station to bail her a-s out.

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That very same day,
Jude’s side of the story

I stared at the huge lecture notes before me, clueless on how to photocopy all of them. I really missed a lot of tests and assignments even though Tracy did her best in covering some for me.

‘’I don’t how this semester will be. I give up’’ I breathed to an astonished Tracy.

‘’you just have to relax; little by little you will cover everything. Tomorrow we can start by meeting the lecturers you missed their tests to explain your situation.’’ She suggested.

‘’I have to go. I have to go cool off’’ I breathed, standing up.

‘’don’t tell me you are leaving the class?. It’s barely 12pm and we have lecture by 12:30pm’’ she reminded me but my mind was already made up to leave the class.

‘’we will see in the hostel. Just take care’’ I said to her, walked out of the class and headed to my dad’s car, where I relaxed for some seconds before driving away. I headed straight to Kelvin’s house to cool off.

On getting to the house, I found it locked, but I had the spare keys he gave me. I easily let myself in, fetched a can of coke from his fridge, switched on the TV and settled down to rest. When I tried changing the channel, I couldn’t find the remote and had to go over to his room to see if he left it there. But on getting to the room, a strange sight greeted me.
‘’I FOUND MY DAD’S SUITCASE AND DOCUMENTS SCATTERED OVER HIS BED’’ I couldn’t believe my eyes as my imaginations ran wild.

‘’how could I be so stupid to believe his friendly gestures?. Of course he killed my dad. This is strong evidence’’ I shook with great rage as I backed out of his room and headed to the kitchen to grab a knife.

To be continued.

 


 

Episode 6

Jude’s side of the story continues

After grabbing a small knife at the kitchen, I slowly calmed down to weigh the consequences of my decision. Yes I was determined to stab Kelvin. I was determined to kill him like he did to my dad but after killing him what next?, I asked myself over and over.

Of course I knew killing him won’t be any easy and covering the crime equally won’t be an easy thing. Then living with such deed in my conscience equally could kill me. I wasn’t a killer. It wasn’t in my blood. But I just couldn’t let him get away so easily. I so was totally convinced that he killed my dad for money. The suitcase and documents in his room were enough evidence to seal my mind.

I slowly went back to the bedroom, packed up the documents and headed to the sitting with the suitcase in my left hand. I really was confused. I just was in a hopeless state.
Luckily, I didn’t wait long before Kelvin walked into his apartment with a well built lady. His reaction on seeing me with the suitcase was so revealing. He simply froze with great surprise as his eyes fell on the suitcase. He couldn’t say a word. Of course what was there to say?. He wasn’t expecting to see me and so had nothing prepared to tell me.

It was my chance to strike him dead with the knife. It was the opportunity I needed to avenge my father’s death but as the opportunity stared at me on the face, I realized that it wasn’t easy to take a man’s life. My hand trembled but I held onto the knife strongly with my right hand while the suitcase rested strongly in my left hand.

The lady with him stared at me suspiciously, too stunned or perhaps confused to say a word.

I hissed, threw down the knife and walked out of the apartment without saying a word to anyone.

‘’Jude, please wait. I have to explain’’ I heard Kelvin beg as he ran after me but I wasn’t ready to listen to him. I wasn’t ready to listen to his explanation. I couldn’t bear listening to his reason on why he killed my father.

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Kelvin’s side of the story

I really wasn’t pleased going to the police station to bail out Cynthia but it was something I had to do in order to continue enjoying the numerous benefits I had with her. Cynthia was a seamstress and a big time trouble maker. A no nonsense lady who was scared of no one, but then she equally was as strong as a tiger on bed which made her very precious to me. Anytime we had s-x, it was nothing but a competition on who would get tired first. She really was very valuable to me and her sexual prowess made me blinded to her faults even though sometimes I was forced to meddle in to her business just like I was being forced to come bail her out from police custody.

On getting to the police station, I learnt she was involved in a fight with a neighbor who threw dirty water in front of her shop. It really was a little issue which dragged into a fight, forcing a police team passing by to cash in on the opportunity to make some money by detaining the two women.

I ended up spending five thousand naira I never planned spending.

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‘’I’m so sorry dear. I’m sorry for making you spend your hard earned money this afternoon. It’s just that the silly girl refused listening to my pleas to stop throwing dirty water in front of my shop. Imagine after washing her plates and cleaning up her restaurant every morning she would throw the water in front of my shop because she comes very early in the morning when no one will see her. I just couldn’t take it anymore and had to slap her’’ Cynthia apologized and explained as we left the police station but my mind wasn’t on her explanation. All I wanted was to go home and get done with the documents I was in the process of checking out before I was invited to the police station.

‘’I know you are very angry with me?. I’m very sorry. How about we go to your house and see who has the strongest appetite for s-x today?’’ she pushed on, arousing me with her words as her left hand slowly reached for my trouser zip, putting a smile over my face.

‘’hmmmmm, let’s get home first’’ I breathed and softly pushed off her hand from my trouser.

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The joy on my face however disappeared the moment I walked into my apartment to see Jude holding the suitcase with one hand and a kitchen knife with another hand. I simply was at lost on what to say or do. I wasn’t expecting him; I wasn’t prepared in any way.
I knew I was wrong to go through his father’s things without first consulting him. I knew he had every reason to feel bad and suspicious but then all I did was done out of good faith, moreover he was too young to understand. I tried to talk but just couldn’t.

Luckily, he threw down the knife and ran out of the apartment with the suitcase which had the evidence I needed in investigating his father’s death, forcing me to run after him with no success. I returned to my sitting room to face Cynthia who had a thousand and one questions to ask me but I was in no mood to speak to her.

Jude really was spoiling things without realizing it.

Episode 7

Jude’s side of the story continues

I returned to my hostel to cry out my heart. I couldn’t believe all I just discovered were real. Kelvin was the only family I had left and discovering his deceit really left a great hollow in my heart. I was beginning to grow fond of him. I was beginning to feel at peace with him only to discover that he wasn’t clean after all. I felt all alone. I felt empty. I felt so sad. My heart yearned for vengeance but I was too scared and weak to confront him like a man.

‘’dear lord, you are all I got now’’ I prayed earnestly.

Tracy walked into my room an hour later with a frown on her face. It was very obvious she wasn’t pleased with the way I left school earlier in the day and the last thing I wanted that afternoon was a scolding from her. I quickly closed my eyes to avoid her gaze. She sat beside me on the bed, hesitated for some seconds before shaking me violently.

‘’so you left school just to come here and sleep?. That’s a very silly attitude. I’m far from happy with you’’ she breathed fiercely. I opened my eyes, stared at her for a while before sitting up.

‘’I went to my cousin’s house to relax , only to find my dad’s documents on his bed’’ I slowly said to her, pointing to the suitcase which was under my reading table. She gasped with surprise, reached forward and grabbed the suitcase.

‘’I couldn’t believe it. I felt he killed my dad for the contents of that suitcase and then tried to befriend me for a reason best known only to him. The painful thing is that I can’t do anything to him. I can’t report him to the police because I lack strong evidence. But I still believe he will come here with a story to convince me on letting go of the suitcase.’’ I slowly opened up to her.

‘’this is serious. I can’t believe this’’ she breathed.

‘’take the bag to your room. Hide it for me. I will figure out something soon’’ I breathed. She nodded, stood up and disappeared to her room with the suitcase. I fell back on my bed with tears in my eyes.

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Kelvin’s side of the story continues

‘’I know you won’t tell me what the scene I just witnessed was all about?’’ Cynthia asked, sitting on my laps. I shook my head and closed my eyes. My head just was filled up. I wasn’t myself after the incredible scene with Jude.

‘’sometimes you treat me as if I’m nothing but a call girl to you. I can tolerate anything but not being ignored. Very well, I’m leaving and don’t ever come looking for me again’’ she threatened, jumped off my body , grabbed her bag and headed to the door.

‘’I’m sorry my love. Don’t go away please’’ I forced myself to apologize, standing to meet her. She stopped, stared at me and smiled.

‘’the boy found his late father’s documents in my room and just over-reacted’ I explained. She nodded.

‘’I was investigating the man’s death and had to take some of his things without the boy’s knowledge which he found in my room. I guess he’s mind is running wild right now’’ I explained, while she came forward and threw her hands around my neck.

‘’you have to let him cool down first before explaining to him. By tomorrow, you can find a way to talk to him’’ she advised and kissed me. I licked my lips and unbuttoned her shirt.

‘’how about we play the match right here, right now. No holds barred’’ I suggested with a short laugh, taking off my shirt. She laughed and rolled her eyes.

‘’naughty boy, you want no holds by this time of the day?. I have my business to run jare. Let’s just do a quickie and that’s it’’ she muttered, taking off the rest of her clothes while I positioned myself for a quick d—-e quickie.

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Jude’s side of the story continues

By 9pm, Tracy and I were all alone in her room. We lay beside each other like happy lovers and it just looked as if we just had a great s-x even though we never kissed for once.

‘’you know you are the only person I now have. The only person I trust. I used to have my suspicions about Kelvin but I had to push everything aside and hope for the best. I really feel bad’’ I muttered with all my heart while she smiled and embraced me with great care, warming my heart with such wonderful gesture. I felt like making love to her there and then. I felt like caressing her hair and licking her dry but something stronger than passion held me back. Perhaps it was respect, perhaps it was the fear of hurting her. I simply swallowed the sexual hunger in me and closed my eyes.

‘’you just have to forget about Kelvin and sleep. We have lectures tomorrow’’ she added softly.

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Early the next morning, Tracy woke me up to inform me that a man was waiting for me outside her room.
‘’he said his name is Kelvin. I guess someone directed him to my room when he checked yours’’ she explained softly, leaving me indecisive on whether to ignore him or confront him.

‘’I think the best thing is to hear what he has to say. You can still leave the suitcase with me’’ she suggested like a caring wife and I had no choice than to follow her suggestion, even though deep down I had a little strange fear in me.

‘’I hope involving Tracy in my mess won’t harm her in future’’ I said to myself as I went out to confront Kelvin over again.

Episode 8

Jude’s side of the story continues

I walked out of Tracy’s room to meet Kelvin who was patiently waiting for me. He smiled at me while I looked down with a frown.

‘’listen Jude. You have to quit behaving like a baby and act like a man. If there is anything you wish to say to me, better say it now’’ he demanded with a strong voice. I looked up at him, breathing heavily.

‘’what are my father’s documents doing in your room?. You said you knew nothing about his death but it doesn’t look so’’ I poured out bravely. He drew closer and touched my left shoulder.

‘’listen Jude, supposing I killed your dad, I wouldn’t need you for anything and you wouldn’t be alive today to question my integrity. You just need to think deeply. Why would I give you my house keys if I’m actually guilty like you think? Boy I’m just trying to help you get to the root of your father’s death. If he was actually killed, then you have to know that the murderer is still free out there and you can’t find the person without my help. Inside the suitcase, there is a signed cheque in there. That’s the lead I’m currently following. You have to give me back the suitcase’’ he explained and demanded seriously. I shook my head and staggered back.
Yes his words were totally convincing, his motive seemed genuine but I still had my reservations. I wasn’t willing to give him back the suitcase so easily. I had to study the contents of the suitcase first and I was yet to do it thoroughly.

‘’I will give it back to you but not now’’ I breathed. He shrugged with resignation.

‘’suit yourself. But how about the deals we stopped halfway the other time?. The money is supposed to come in by Monday and we still have a lot to do. You have to come over to my place for us to get done with it or are you no longer interested?’’ he asked curiously while I nodded.

‘’yes, let’s go to my room. I will freshen up and we will go to your house together’’ I answered, leaving him with a sigh of relief.

‘’a friend of mine is among sponsors of a beauty pageant going down this coming Sunday in Abuja. He gave me two VIP tickets and I know you will love to go with me’’ he offered as we walked to my room, leaving an innocent smile over my face.
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I spent the next three days in Kelvin’s house where we worked tirelessly to close a fraud deal worth 15million naira. Yes it wasn’t an easy deal, and the cost of even pulling it was close to 5million naira, not to talk of the percentage his partners were to take out of the deal.
By Saturday evening we flew to Abuja where we were hosted by one of Kelvin’s rich friends.

‘’Edu is now a big time car dealer. You can’t believe two years ago, he had nothing but two shirts and a trouser but now look at him. He has up to twenty graduates in his payroll’’ Kelvin whispered to me with a proud smile.
Yes I was totally impressed by everything he was opening my eyes to.

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Sunday evening, we found ourselves inside an exquisite hotel in the heart of the capital city. The whole environment looked like an entirely different world. I just felt so small in the midst of celebrities, business moguls, fashion designers, TV presenters and politicians. The whole place was just amazing. The show was yet to start when we arrived.

‘’you have to act like you belong here. You have your American upbringing with you. This is the place to showcase it well’’ Kelvin whispered to me with a smile of accomplishment.

For no reason he chose a table already occupied by a very beautiful light skinned lady, who sat alone, with her eyes glued to her phone. However as we approached the table, she raised her eyes to meet my stare and the moment our eyes met, it was as if the world suddenly stopped revolving. She looked so gracious, so charming and so beautiful. She looked quite older than me but it never stopped me from getting greatly attracted to her that instant.

The lady on her own part left her eyes on me longer than necessary, as if she recognized me from somewhere.

Deep down I knew my story was about to change, but what I didn’t know was if it was changing for good or for bad.

TO be continued

Episode 9

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’hi hope you won’t mind us joining you?’’ Kelvin asked the young lady politely. She smiled, throwing him a quick look.

‘’nope I won’t mind sitting with two handsome young men. I’m all alone’’ she answered pleasantly, throwing another quick look at me.

‘’my name is Kelvin and he is Jude, my cousin who just arrived from the states. I’m trying to show him around the country’’ Kelvin said with a smile, trying to start a conversation with her but then her attention was more on me and after Kelvin introduced me, her eyes kind of brightened more.

‘’are you from Colorado?’’ she asked me curiously. I shook my head nervously.

‘’no I grew up in Arlington Virginia’’ I answered nervously. Her eyes instantly fell.

‘’oh I’m sorry. I mistook you for someone else. You resembled an old friend of mine’’ she said with a smile while Kelvin looked on silently.

‘’anyway I’m Mrs. Pamela, wife of a serving senator’’ she introduced herself, leaving me shocked with the revelation. Yes I knew she was very sophisticated and rich but I never imagined her to be the wife of a serving senator, moreover she looked quite young to have a serving senator as a husband. Nevertheless she was a very friendly lady and I kind of had a very strange desire to be with her.

‘’why do you look so surprised?’’ she asked me.

‘’no nothing, just that your husband is a very lucky man’’ I replied softly. She laughed and said nothing else.

The event soon started, capturing our attention. We didn’t say much to each other until she got up to leave three hours later.

‘’I can’t stay any longer. I have to leave now. You can call me up later’’ she said with a smile, offering a business card to me before walking away. I threw a quick look at Kelvin who stared at me with an open mouth.

‘’I guess she has something for small boys. Imagine ignoring me and paying every attention to you’’ he joked as I took a quick look at the business card.

‘’I like her very much and I just feel like being with her. I don’t know why I’m feeling this way’’ I confessed.

‘’you feel nothing but lust. She has a great body but she’s married. She’s married to a senator. Get that into your head’’ he advised and changed the topic without knowing that deep down I had plans for the beautiful lady.

‘’how old do you think she could be?’’ I heard myself ask Kelvin as we left the event hours later. He stared at me suspiciously before shrugging.

‘’Between twenty six to twenty eight years old. She’s quite young’’ he answered with lack of interest, but for me Pamela’s image stuck in my head and refused to leave. It really was my first time of having such strong desire to be with a woman.

We returned to Owerri the next day and yea I returned with Pamela’s image in my head. If not for one thing, I would have thought what I felt was love but perhaps Kelvin was right. What I felt was lust instead.

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Tuesday afternoon, Kelvin transferred one million naira to my account.
‘’that’s your share for a well done job. The money got in yesterday and you know we have to work harder for another pay. Please use the money wisely. And save as much as you can’’ he advised me with a smile.
I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe myself. I couldn’t believe I could make so much money by only by sitting at home, working with a computer. I felt on top of the world. It was the first money I ever earned with my sweat.

I quickly rushed to the bank, withdrew thirty thousand naira and headed straight to a boutique where I bought a fancy gown and necklace for Tracy. I equally bought fried rice, chicken and ice cream from a fast food joint close by. My plan was to surprise her with the gifts and equally make use of the opportunity to apologize to her. Because all through the weekend I ignored her calls and messages due to the fact that I had no tangible excuse to give her on why i was away from school and I still badly needed her friendship and help.

I headed straight to the hostel with all I bought, hoping to buy her with the gifts. But it was a miscalculated effort because she shut the door on my face the moment she noticed I was the person knocking on her door.

‘’listen Jude, I don’t know what is going on with you anymore and I don’t associate with any guy who doesn’t take his future seriously. You just have to forget about our friendship. We have nothing in common any longer’’ she shouted from her room, leaving me stunned.

‘’this isn’t the way to treat a friend. At least you should have offered a listening ear to me first before concluding things in your mind’’ I shouted back, banging on her door. She opened the door once again, this time holding the suitcase I left in her care.

‘’you have to take your dad’s stuff. I don’t want it in my room anymore’’ she breathed as her eyes fell on the things I bought for her.

‘’I know you are angry. And you have every right to be angry with me. But please leave my dad’s stuff out of this. I left it in your care for a reason’’ I begged.

‘’just get out of here please’’ she muttered, sighed and shut her door again. Her action r4eally annoyed me in a way because she wasn’t my girlfriend even though we shared many things in common. I simply turned and returned to my room with all the stuffs I bought for her, regretting ever spending my money on them.

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The next day, Tracy carried on with her attitude of the previous day. She simply ignored me even though I prepared for school very early because of her and without her company in school I felt out of place and had to leave before the second lecture of the day.

The next few days would have been extremely boring for me if not for Pamela who turned out to be a very free and jovial lady. After reaching her on phone where I introduced myself all over again, she kind of became very free with me, to the extent of adding me up on her social media accounts. She was mostly active on bbm.

In no time we developed a very strong bond. I told her almost everything about myself, though I lied about my age by claiming to be twenty six years old.

‘’and what are you still doing in the university. Hmmm I really thought you were within the age range of twenty two to twenty four’’ she had asked when I lied to her about my age.

‘’my dad wanted me to study in Nigeria by all means, something I kicked against and had to spend two idle years at home before succumbing to his wish’’ I lied further.

But not only did I open up to her about myself, she equally opened up about her life to me.( Though, she never really told me everything about her life). However she told me of her fears, plans and dreams. She equally opened up about her marriage life by telling me that she was nothing but a second wife to a senator from the northern region.
‘’My dear it isn’t easy getting your life back after sacrificing a lot to get to the top.’’ Were the exact words she typed the evening she told me about her marriage life. I didn’t push further with the conversation but I knew she had lots of problems going on with her marriage and even though I had lots of questions to ask concerning her background, religion and so on, I kept them all aside because they were none of my business. All I wanted was a good time with her; A very risky adventure.

Yes and I kept my dealings with her away from Kelvin

Episode 10

Jude’s side of the story continues

As days passed by, the bond between Pamela and I grew stronger and the desire to be with her took control of my sense of reasoning and soul. In one of our late night phone calls, I finally popped the question.
‘’how do we see again?”
it was a question I used everything in me to ask. I couldn’t even breathe out of nervousness after asking the question.

‘’hmmmm why do you want us to see again?’’ she asked after keeping quiet for some seconds.

‘’we have a lot in common and I just want to spend a good time with you’’ I murmured, not sure if I gave the right answer.

‘’but we have been spending a lot of time with each other chatting and speaking daily on phone’’ she muttered, perhaps trying hard not to appear desperate or cheap.

‘’yes but that’s on phone. I want to see your face and be able to touch it’’ I answered, while she let out a short laugh.

‘’aren’t you scared of me?. Hope you still remember who I’m?’’ she asked softly.

‘’yes I very well do. You are a very charming, attractive and beautiful lady that I will do anything to be with’’ I replied quickly.

‘’hmmmm anything?’’ she asked.

‘’of course anything’’ I quickly breathed.

‘’I will be coming down to Asaba on Saturday for a wedding. Tomorrow I will send you a text message with the name of the hotel I will be lodging in after the event. All you have to do is book your own room at the hotel, when I get back from the event; I will invite you over to mine. Hope that’s okay for you?’’ she asked, leaving me extremely overjoyed.

‘’yes that’s very cool’’ I muttered with great passion. I couldn’t believe I was about having such a high class chick so effortlessly.

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I really couldn’t wait for Saturday to arrive. I was so nervous and anxious. I did a whole lot of shopping the next few days, buying new sets of clothes and Jewries. Yes I had the money to throw about, thanks to Kelvin.
However on Friday afternoon, Kelvin paid a visit to my hostel without even notifying me that he was coming. He came into my room unannounced, really surprising me with his presence.

‘’what’s up with you?. Are you still angry with me over the suitcase issue or what?. Imagine throughout the week you never bothered to check up on me or even call?’’ he asked suspiciously while I searched for a good reply to give him but found none.

‘’anyway I came to collect the suitcase to continue my investigation on what could have led to your father’s sudden demise. Yesterday morning, hoodlums broke into your father’s compound and ransacked his house. I believe they were looking for something and it could be the suitcase. So you better hand it over to me now unless you have a better plan’’ he demanded. I couldn’t believe my ears.

‘’’You mean my dad’s old house was ransacked yesterday?’’ I stammered the question. He nodded.

‘’Yes and that’s the more reason why you should trust me. Now get the suitcase’’ he demanded once again.

‘’but what do you plan doing with it?’’ I asked.

‘’I already told you that I had a lead I was following before you soiled my plans. I have the experience to decode the contents of that suitcase. It’s your property but you have to trust me’’ he answered convincingly. I breathed deeply and stood up.

‘’the suitcase is with a friend. Let me go get it’’ I answered to his surprise, quickly heading out to Tracy’s room with a fast pounding heart. It really was the first time I was going over to Tracy’s room after she shut the door on my face and equally refused granting me any attention in school days ago.
I really didn’t know what to expect from her and I prayed for her not to embarrass me again. I hate being embarrassed.

Tracy opened the door seconds after I knocked. She looked extremely surprised to see me. It very much showed on her face.

‘’hey’’ she greeted .

‘’I came to collect the suitcase’’ I said with a cold smile.

‘’what for?’’ she asked seriously, taking me by surprise with the question.

‘’I thought you no longer care?. Why ask?’’ I breathed seriously.

‘’is that what you think?. That I no longer care?. All I want you to be is a better man but you just don’t want to be the type of man I want you to be’’ she poured out, shaking her head.

‘’I cannot change who I’m because of you. You said I’m no longer worthy to be your friend and that’s fine by me. You can go find another guy you can mould into an idol’’ I said a bit harshly. She drew back, went into her room and returned with the suitcase.

‘’take it. You can go to hell for all I care’’ she breathed fiercely, throwing the suitcase into my hands but as I looked at her face, I saw that it was greatly colored up. I noticed that she was fighting hard to hold back tears from appearing in her eyes. My heart instantly softened. I couldn’t take seeing her hurt.

‘’why are you always being hard at me?. You always like to control my life?’’ I kind of stammered.

‘’because, because’’ she breathed, shook her head and shut her door on my face without completing the sentence.

To be continued

[Edoman]

SHADES OF LUST Episode 1-20


Episode 1

In front of an uncompleted one storey building, stood a boy of about twenty three years old. He was standing in front of a fresh grave, holding a candle with his right hand as tears fell from his eyes.

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My name is Jude Ibeh, a half Nigerian, and half American. Yes I used the term because my mother was a white American while my father was a Nigerian, however I never got to know my mum because she died when I was two years old leaving me solely under my dad’s care who did a good job raising me up. All I inherited from my mother was her skin color and smile.
I grew to love my dad with all my heart even though we disagreed on many things because he was so traditional and had a sort of old school mentality. He believed a lot in tradition and wanted me to accept all his beliefs which never went down well with me.
I was forced to return to Nigerian for my university education after high school without caring for my feelings. Yes Nigeria is a great country but the temperature, attitude of the people and everything about the country never suited my lifestyle.

I was admitted into Imo state university to study industrial chemistry and it really was hell for me. The lecture rush, the intonation of lecturers, the overcrowding of lecture halls, the noise and the struggles really left a sore taste in my mouth. I simply managed to pass over to my second year with lots of carryovers and yes the second year was equally stressful but much better because I was slowly adapting much to my dad’s pleasure.

But on my third year when I was finally about becoming a full time Igbo boy, my dad left me all alone in the world. He returned to Nigeria on March 1st 2012 for a little business but never lived to see the next day. You can’t imagine the shock I had when I got a call from one of my uncles that my father was dead. That he died in his sleep.
I simply couldn’t believe my ears. It sounded so unreal and unbelievable but on getting home I found out that the only person I had in the world was gone. My life instantly came to a standstill. I just felt like killing myself and leaving the world as well.

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My dad’s burial was quickly organized by my uncles who didn’t give me any say in the matter since I wasn’t yet recognized as a man. I knew my dad was murdered but I had no evidence. I had no money. I equally wasn’t man enough to challenge anyone.
I simply was in a tight corner and all I did was observe and cry out my heart.

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After the burial, I was left all alone to manage and cater for myself. I just didn’t know what to think or where to start reorganizing my life. I wasn’t good at any type of hustling. Menial jobs just weren’t for me and my uncles never seemed to care.
My dad equally never left much for me apart from the uncompleted building at home and the little he had left in his bank account after the burial ceremony.

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As I stood before my father’s grave, crying out my heart. I was at lost. I was so empty and alone. I never knew life could be so difficult and mean. I badly had the urge to abandon my studies and return to America but none of the options before me looked easy.

I felt a strong hand land on my shoulder. I turned to see one of my senior cousins smiling at me. I looked at him and swallowed hard. Kelvin was the only person who cared of my well-being during the course of my father’s burial but then his father was equally one of my uncles that I was suspecting over my father’s strange death which made me not to trust his kind gestures towards me.

Kelvin was around twenty eight years old. He looked quite rich and had two expensive cars that rolled people’s eyes but then no one could say exactly the business he was into and he never cared what people felt about his source of wealth.

‘’I know how you feel right now. I know you think the world is nothing but hell. I’m here to help you. I’m here to turn you into something you never imagined you would be. Stop crying for your dad. He is already done. It’s now left for you to continue his legacy. You are going back with me to the city and I will teach you how to survive in a Nigerian way.’’ He said with a smile while I curiously stared at him a bit confused over his words.

‘’How to survive in a Nigerian way’’ I muttered over and over to myself as I stared at him.

Episode 2

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’are you for real?’’ I asked breathlessly as a new kind of relief filled my entire being. I wasn’t expecting such generosity. It really came as a great surprise to me.

‘’we will leave for the city in two days. You will stay with me until you get your spirit back’’ he answered, tapped my shoulder and left with a smile. And that was how I became very close to Kelvin.
We left the village two days later and headed to his house as he promised. He owned a very cute bungalow, well furnished and designed with superior taste.

‘’this is my house. I pay no rent to anyone’’ he revealed as we walked into the plush apartment, leaving me gasping with disbelief as I imagined how much he’s worth.

‘’this is not only my home but yours as well. In no time you will understand a lot. You will get answers to the questions I know running through your young mind’’ he said with a savvy smile. I shrugged and smiled at him.

Kelvin’s side of the story

My uncle’s death really came as a great blow to me. He was the only uncle that encouraged and regularly sent me money when I dropped out of school due to my stupidity years ago.
Before his death, he confided in me that he planned returning permanently to Nigeria to run a business. He never told me the details of the business or who was helping him with it. Hence my great surprise to learn of his death, just a day after his arrival to the country.
Yes it definitely looked like murder to me even though the medical report obtained said he died of natural causes. I was just so helpless and couldn’t do a thing than to observe as my father and uncles speedily buried the unfortunate man, leaving his young son who really didn’t know much about life or Nigeria to fend on his own.

Jude was more of an American than a Nigerian. The color of his skin, his voice, his behavior, the way he walked and everything about him was just American. I took pity on him and had to offer him a life even though what I was offering was a life of crime but then with it he could maintain his rich lifestyle, finish his education and be a good man.

So what exactly do I mean by a life of crime?? Hmmmm

Yes having dropped out of school, my parents cursed and left me on my own. I had to survive. I had to do everything to make money and of course I succeeded.

I had to join some friends in yahoo scam, we lied, we duped, we robbed unfortunate victims but it never stopped there. We upgraded to kidnapping and oil theft. In two years I had a house in Owerri where I based, plus a very fat bank account. The easiest way to make real money was through crime but it equally was the easiest to die.

Young Jude had the looks, the charms and the brain for business. Everything about him was good for business and as his new guardian, my job was to take care of him and help him to the top via any means.

Nevertheless I still had my doubts. Jude looked so tender and gentle. Somehow I was scared if he could really live up to expectation.

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HOURS LATER;
Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’Thanks Kelvin for everything. You are the last person I expected to help me’’ I said to him with a heart filled with gratitude as we enjoyed an evening meal in a very plush fast food joint. He smiled and nodded.

‘’so tell me, are you a virgin?’’ he suddenly asked, leaving me totally embarrassed. I almost choked with embarrassment.

‘’come on be free with me” he urged with a short laugh. I shrugged with hesitation as my school life flashed back to my head. I never had a girlfriend but my affluent lifestyle and look really left a dozen girls on my speed dial.

‘’no, I’m no virgin’’ I stammered softly. He laughed and offered his hand for a handshake.

‘’that’s good’’ he surprisingly said, leaving me wondering what he asked the uncomfortable question for.

I had my doubts about Kelvin but he was a very likeable parson and the only one that offered me what no one else cared to offer me. I had to be strong and focused to survive and dig out those behind my father’s death.

Episode 3

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’So how about I arrange a girl to cheer you up?’’ Kelvin suddenly suggested, putting a tempting offer before me. I quickly shook my head.

‘’I just buried my father. No I don’t need a woman now’’ I breathed with a frown.

‘’that’s cool, but you should learn how to put aside your grief and move on with life’’ he advised softly. I sipped my drink, kept quiet for a while before throwing him a very curious look.

‘’my father was murdered. Do you have any idea who could be responsible?’’ I asked, leaving him extremely surprised with my question. At first he looked quite shocked but quickly composed himself.

‘’actually I have no idea of what exactly led to your father’s death but supposing I have something about that, I won’t tell you because you are in no position to do anything about it. You have to first relax, face your life, survive before asking questions unless you wish to die at a young age’’ he answered guardedly , leaving me shrugging with resignation.

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‘’I really want you to join my line of business. That’s the only way you can survive, make enough money to pay your bills and live a much fulfilled life. You see I run a string of networks that cut across multimillion Naira scams, forgery, gambling and so on. I have been doing it for years and yes I currently have everything I want in life. I shouldn’t be telling you all these but I think it’s my responsibility to open a good road for you. Your dad helped me when everyone turned against me. I have to reciprocate that gesture but I don’t know how strong you are’’ he breathed as we headed home minutes later.
I threw him a quick look, unable to say a word. Of course crime is something that always sends a chill through an innocent man’s heart. I felt suddenly cold.

‘’apart from the car your dad left behind, how much money do you have left?’’ he asked. I shrugged and breathed deeply.

‘’it’s not much. It won’t even last up to five months’’ I answered. He smiled.

‘’I easily could pay your school fees and support your education but after that what next?. Having a university education is no longer a guarantee of getting a good job. Most graduates now end up working at factories and workshops of school drop outs like me. Believe me, if you can be a part of my network, you will have a company of your own within four years’’ he said seriously.

‘’but why are you telling me all these bro?. You know we are not that close for you to be opening up to me this way?’’ I asked curiously. He smiled.

‘’yes I know but I always follow my heart and this time it led me to you’’ he answered.

‘’but what truly are the chances of being caught?’’ I asked.

‘’hmmm well I sincerely can’t say because no one in my network has ever been caught. We don’t pull any deal without first making sure it’s safe. We have people in every key country and bank. You have nothing to fear bro’’ he answered, leaving me totally convinced. I breathed deeply and nodded.

‘’fine I’m good to go” I breathed, leaving a very big smile on his face.

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I ended up spending three weeks at his house and what a hectic three weeks it was. I learnt a lot. I learnt that social networks just weren’t there for chatting alone, but also a very good fishing ground for scam victims. I learnt the act of fishing, profiling, packaging and presentation. I learnt to assume many identities. I even learnt some foreign ways of communicating. I learnt a whole lot with Kelvin who used the first three weeks I spent with him to teach me the secret behind online scamming.

At the end of three weeks I returned to my hostel to see if I could continue with my university education from where I abandoned it months earlier.
I returned to school a different person. I returned to school with a different mindset.

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My hostel mates all rushed into my room the moment they learnt I was back to pay their condolences. I had lots of questions to answer and no matter how hard I tried to be free with them; they all noticed that I was changed.

One after the other they soon left, finally leaving Tracy and I alone in my room.

Tracy was my course mate and someone very dear to me. She really helped me a lot in my first year and equally was very helpful in my second year.
I had to move over to my current hostel earlier in the year just to be closer to her. But my feelings for her were simply pure and harmless. I saw her as a very innocent girl who never deserved to be harmed and I never for once had any strange or bad ideas for her.
Even when I had sharp quickies with other girls, I made sure she never got to know about it. She was the only girl that understood me. But for the first time in my life, I was very uncomfortable being alone with her.

‘’you lost your dad and you never invited anyone to his burial, including me. I only got to hear about it from a course mate. And now you are acting so strange and different. What’s really going on?. You can still confide in me’’ she demanded, drawing close to hold my hand. I looked away, avoiding her gaze for no just reason. Her presence made me feel totally uncomfortable.

‘’I lost my dad. He was killed. I have no one else. I’m all alone in a country that is still a bit foreign to me. I have bills to pay. My school fees, hostel rent, test book, feeding and everything. Why won’t I look different with such problems bugging me?’’ I asked breathlessly.

‘’I understand. That’s why you should always confide in me. I’m not from a poor family. We can always find a way out, just like we did in our first year. ‘’ she said tightening her grip on me. I quickly broke free from her, stood up and breathed deeply.

‘’never mind, I already have found a way out. I have a new means of taking care of myself’’ I said without thinking, leaving her staring at me with great astonishment.

‘’what in the world are you talking about. Can you put me through please?’’ she demanded like a caring wife, leaving speechless as I instantly searched for a lie to cover my outburst but couldn’t find any.

I really liked Tracy but I had to keep some things from her to retain her respect.

Episode 4

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’listen Tracy. I’m no longer the spoilt good for nothing rich dude you used to know. I’m now nothing. I’m now nobody. I can’t even afford to take you out or buy lunch for you like I used to do in the past’’ I confessed for no reason, leaving the young girl totally shocked with my comment.

‘’are you trying to insult me or what?. Are you trying to say that I have been your friend all these while for your money or what?. I see you have nothing to talk about. You know where to find me when you get a grip of yourself’’ she replied with great energy, hissed and headed to the door. I instantly regretted every word I said to her.
It really was the first time she was getting angry with me. I kind of felt it.

‘’I’m so sorry for attacking you. I just haven’t been myself since I lost my dad and returning to the hostel really disorganized my head. I’m sorry’’ I apologized.. She stopped, turned and faced me.

‘’sharing your feelings, confiding in someone you trust can be helpful in your present condition. I suggest you talk to me. Open your heart to me. Share your feelings with me’’ she demanded soothingly, drawing close to me once again. I bit my lips and stared at her for some seconds.

‘’You won’t understand how I feel right now’’ I breathed, staring deep into her eyes.

‘’My dad was murdered. I was told he died in his sleep but that’s a mystery I’m so eager to unravel. My uncles all teamed up and organized a quick burial without considering my feelings with the pretence of cutting costs. My dad was in the country for a business he told me he was setting up the last time we talked. He equally had plans of completing his house in the village and marrying a new wife. No one has been able to give account of how his money grew winds or why he died so mysteriously. Now out of nowhere, one of my cousins is offering to help me stand on my feet. But I don’t trust him. I feel there is more to his help. I was with him for three weeks and he taught me stuffs that I never knew were real, Stuffs that I’m so ashamed to talk about. Here I’m so confused, so empty and so tired of life’’ I poured out solemnly, covering my face with my palms. Tracy drew closer, took down my hands and searched my eyes for a while before surprising me with a hug. And yes I badly needed the hug.

‘’you have every reason to be suspicious and concerned. You have every reason to seek for the truth but you are not yet ready for such because if indeed your dad was murdered, it means the murderer is still out there observing your movements. You have to let it go for now at least until you finish your education’’ she advised softly.

‘’you said your cousin is teaching you stuffs?. What exactly is he teaching you?’’ she suddenly demanded, throwing me off balance with her question.

‘’Tracy please don’t ask me that question. I beg of you. Let’s just forget about all I said to you’’ I begged softly. She stared at me suspiciously before shrugging with resignation.

‘’you have to be careful Jude. I hope no one is trying to manipulate or put you in trouble after murdering your father’’ she breathed, leaving the idea embedded in my heart as we stared at each other.

‘’perhaps Kelvin could really be behind my father’s death’’ I wondered for the umpteenth time as Tracy’s eyes met mine.
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meanwhile @joe’s Gym, works layout,
Kelvin’s side of the story continues
(Inside the gym; Kelvin and his friend Joe are seen having a heated discussion. The two guys have been friends for a long time)

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‘’so I hope your young cousin is learning very fast?’’ Joe asked me.

‘’yes the boy is a quick learner. He has the brain. But seriously I do feel guilty for his father’s death. You can’t believe the man called me to be with him the day he arrived town but I couldn’t honor his invitation because I was busy with Cynthia. I feel the man was murdered and perhaps I would have prevented it supposing I honored his invitation to be with him’’ I confessed with great guilt.

‘’jeez’’ Joe breathed.

‘’I feel so responsible. You can’t believe that the man’s money and everything just disappeared without a trace. He confided in me before coming to the country that he was setting up a business in Nigeria. I don’t have details of the business or names of his partners. His death was just so clean and untraceable’’ I added, shaking my head.

‘’he died in the village?’’ Joe asked. I nodded.

‘’yes and that’s the most confusing thing. The man always spent the night in the city whenever he was in the country but I was surprised that he spent the night in his small old house in the village. You know the old house behind the new building?’’ I explained to Joe who nodded silently.

‘’whoever killed him will have me to battle. Tomorrow I will be going to the village to confront my father. I feel he is hiding something with his brothers’’ I resolved while my friend shrugged.

‘’you are not good at playing the good guy. I hope you don’t fail in this new quest of yours’’ he grinned, lighting up a cigarette as I looked down with great worry.

Episode 5

Kelvin’s side of the story continues

Early the next morning, I headed to the village to confront my dad. Deep down I was extremely anxious. A part of me needed the truth while another part of me was scared of what the truth could reveal. I prayed for my dad not to be involved in the silly scandal. Of courses his involvement would affect my plans and everything I stood for.

I just wasn’t myself as I drove into our compound that early morning. I arrived home quite on time to join my parents on breakfast. Dad was of course so surprised with my unannounced visit and as soon as we were alone, he threw the first serious question.

‘’I know you aren’t here for breakfast, so what brought you home this early?’’ he asked curiously. I smiled, studying him keenly.
My old man really was a nice man who had the best plans for me. He wanted me to be a medical doctor. He wanted me to be the first doctor in the family and when I dropped out of school, he was so totally devastated, to the extent of washing his hands off me.
However when I left for the city and started making my money, he was forced to tolerate me once again, even though the pain of disappointment was still very much in him.

‘’it’s because of Jude that I’m here dad’’ I breathed while he drew back with concern.

‘’how about him?. Don’t tell me something happened to him?. You know I was glad when you took him to the city’’ he muttered anxiously.

‘’the boy is fine but I just want to know how his father really died and why you guys hurriedly buried him?’’ I asked curiously.

‘’oh not again’’ he breathed looking down.

‘’you know the boy’s father was a brother i cherished the most. He never kept anything from me till his death. I was with him the evening before his death. He spoke of many things. He told me about a shipping business he was about starting in the country. He equally told me about the lady he planned marrying. Yes the lady was with him that evening. He introduced her to me but I really didn’t pay a very close attention to her because of my bad eyesight. But she’s very pretty and a bit advanced in age. She looked about thirty to thirty three years old. Things played out so fast my son. In the morning we discovered my brother dead and all alone. The woman wasn’t there and there wasn’t any way to find her and you know leaving my brother’s body in the morgue for such investigation could drag on to a year. Who would foot the bills?. Moreover the hospital we took him to said he died of natural causes. We had no choice than to bury him’’ he explained while I shook my head with anger.

‘’dad I’m totally disappointed. You and your brothers just buried one of your own like a dog just because of this silly excuse. Can I have the keys to my uncle’s house?. I know you still have the spare?’’ I demanded with a raised tone, leaving him indecisive for some seconds. He finally rose up, went to his room and returned with the keys.

‘’find the woman and perhaps, you would get all the answers you seek’’ he said with a solemn tone as he handed the keys over to me.

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I quickly headed to my late uncle’s old house to see if I could find anything that would lead me to the mystery woman. I made my way to his room and calmly searched every bit of it. All I could find was his suitcase which had many documents inside. I couldn’t go through the documents that minute, instead I grabbed the suitcase and left the house with it. My plan was to take my time in going through the documents in my house.

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I returned to the city two hours later, so anxious to go through the documents. The first thing that greeted my eyes as I opened the first envelope I saw inside the suitcase was a signed Cheque meant for a lady with the name ‘’JESSICA SIMON”. My hands shook as I stared at the paper, trying to come out with an idea. But I barely had the time to think out anything when I got a phone call from Cynthia that she was being detained at a police station.

‘’please come bail me dear. I can’t stand this place’’ she begged, leaving me with no choice than to abandon all I was doing and head over to the station to bail her a-s out.

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That very same day,
Jude’s side of the story

I stared at the huge lecture notes before me, clueless on how to photocopy all of them. I really missed a lot of tests and assignments even though Tracy did her best in covering some for me.

‘’I don’t how this semester will be. I give up’’ I breathed to an astonished Tracy.

‘’you just have to relax; little by little you will cover everything. Tomorrow we can start by meeting the lecturers you missed their tests to explain your situation.’’ She suggested.

‘’I have to go. I have to go cool off’’ I breathed, standing up.

‘’don’t tell me you are leaving the class?. It’s barely 12pm and we have lecture by 12:30pm’’ she reminded me but my mind was already made up to leave the class.

‘’we will see in the hostel. Just take care’’ I said to her, walked out of the class and headed to my dad’s car, where I relaxed for some seconds before driving away. I headed straight to Kelvin’s house to cool off.

On getting to the house, I found it locked, but I had the spare keys he gave me. I easily let myself in, fetched a can of coke from his fridge, switched on the TV and settled down to rest. When I tried changing the channel, I couldn’t find the remote and had to go over to his room to see if he left it there. But on getting to the room, a strange sight greeted me.
‘’I FOUND MY DAD’S SUITCASE AND DOCUMENTS SCATTERED OVER HIS BED’’ I couldn’t believe my eyes as my imaginations ran wild.

‘’how could I be so stupid to believe his friendly gestures?. Of course he killed my dad. This is strong evidence’’ I shook with great rage as I backed out of his room and headed to the kitchen to grab a knife.

To be continued.

 


 

Episode 6

Jude’s side of the story continues

After grabbing a small knife at the kitchen, I slowly calmed down to weigh the consequences of my decision. Yes I was determined to stab Kelvin. I was determined to kill him like he did to my dad but after killing him what next?, I asked myself over and over.

Of course I knew killing him won’t be any easy and covering the crime equally won’t be an easy thing. Then living with such deed in my conscience equally could kill me. I wasn’t a killer. It wasn’t in my blood. But I just couldn’t let him get away so easily. I so was totally convinced that he killed my dad for money. The suitcase and documents in his room were enough evidence to seal my mind.

I slowly went back to the bedroom, packed up the documents and headed to the sitting with the suitcase in my left hand. I really was confused. I just was in a hopeless state.
Luckily, I didn’t wait long before Kelvin walked into his apartment with a well built lady. His reaction on seeing me with the suitcase was so revealing. He simply froze with great surprise as his eyes fell on the suitcase. He couldn’t say a word. Of course what was there to say?. He wasn’t expecting to see me and so had nothing prepared to tell me.

It was my chance to strike him dead with the knife. It was the opportunity I needed to avenge my father’s death but as the opportunity stared at me on the face, I realized that it wasn’t easy to take a man’s life. My hand trembled but I held onto the knife strongly with my right hand while the suitcase rested strongly in my left hand.

The lady with him stared at me suspiciously, too stunned or perhaps confused to say a word.

I hissed, threw down the knife and walked out of the apartment without saying a word to anyone.

‘’Jude, please wait. I have to explain’’ I heard Kelvin beg as he ran after me but I wasn’t ready to listen to him. I wasn’t ready to listen to his explanation. I couldn’t bear listening to his reason on why he killed my father.

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Kelvin’s side of the story

I really wasn’t pleased going to the police station to bail out Cynthia but it was something I had to do in order to continue enjoying the numerous benefits I had with her. Cynthia was a seamstress and a big time trouble maker. A no nonsense lady who was scared of no one, but then she equally was as strong as a tiger on bed which made her very precious to me. Anytime we had s-x, it was nothing but a competition on who would get tired first. She really was very valuable to me and her sexual prowess made me blinded to her faults even though sometimes I was forced to meddle in to her business just like I was being forced to come bail her out from police custody.

On getting to the police station, I learnt she was involved in a fight with a neighbor who threw dirty water in front of her shop. It really was a little issue which dragged into a fight, forcing a police team passing by to cash in on the opportunity to make some money by detaining the two women.

I ended up spending five thousand naira I never planned spending.

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‘’I’m so sorry dear. I’m sorry for making you spend your hard earned money this afternoon. It’s just that the silly girl refused listening to my pleas to stop throwing dirty water in front of my shop. Imagine after washing her plates and cleaning up her restaurant every morning she would throw the water in front of my shop because she comes very early in the morning when no one will see her. I just couldn’t take it anymore and had to slap her’’ Cynthia apologized and explained as we left the police station but my mind wasn’t on her explanation. All I wanted was to go home and get done with the documents I was in the process of checking out before I was invited to the police station.

‘’I know you are very angry with me?. I’m very sorry. How about we go to your house and see who has the strongest appetite for s-x today?’’ she pushed on, arousing me with her words as her left hand slowly reached for my trouser zip, putting a smile over my face.

‘’hmmmmm, let’s get home first’’ I breathed and softly pushed off her hand from my trouser.

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The joy on my face however disappeared the moment I walked into my apartment to see Jude holding the suitcase with one hand and a kitchen knife with another hand. I simply was at lost on what to say or do. I wasn’t expecting him; I wasn’t prepared in any way.
I knew I was wrong to go through his father’s things without first consulting him. I knew he had every reason to feel bad and suspicious but then all I did was done out of good faith, moreover he was too young to understand. I tried to talk but just couldn’t.

Luckily, he threw down the knife and ran out of the apartment with the suitcase which had the evidence I needed in investigating his father’s death, forcing me to run after him with no success. I returned to my sitting room to face Cynthia who had a thousand and one questions to ask me but I was in no mood to speak to her.

Jude really was spoiling things without realizing it.

To be continued

Episode 7

Jude’s side of the story continues

I returned to my hostel to cry out my heart. I couldn’t believe all I just discovered were real. Kelvin was the only family I had left and discovering his deceit really left a great hollow in my heart. I was beginning to grow fond of him. I was beginning to feel at peace with him only to discover that he wasn’t clean after all. I felt all alone. I felt empty. I felt so sad. My heart yearned for vengeance but I was too scared and weak to confront him like a man.

‘’dear lord, you are all I got now’’ I prayed earnestly.

Tracy walked into my room an hour later with a frown on her face. It was very obvious she wasn’t pleased with the way I left school earlier in the day and the last thing I wanted that afternoon was a scolding from her. I quickly closed my eyes to avoid her gaze. She sat beside me on the bed, hesitated for some seconds before shaking me violently.

‘’so you left school just to come here and sleep?. That’s a very silly attitude. I’m far from happy with you’’ she breathed fiercely. I opened my eyes, stared at her for a while before sitting up.

‘’I went to my cousin’s house to relax , only to find my dad’s documents on his bed’’ I slowly said to her, pointing to the suitcase which was under my reading table. She gasped with surprise, reached forward and grabbed the suitcase.

‘’I couldn’t believe it. I felt he killed my dad for the contents of that suitcase and then tried to befriend me for a reason best known only to him. The painful thing is that I can’t do anything to him. I can’t report him to the police because I lack strong evidence. But I still believe he will come here with a story to convince me on letting go of the suitcase.’’ I slowly opened up to her.

‘’this is serious. I can’t believe this’’ she breathed.

‘’take the bag to your room. Hide it for me. I will figure out something soon’’ I breathed. She nodded, stood up and disappeared to her room with the suitcase. I fell back on my bed with tears in my eyes.

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Kelvin’s side of the story continues

‘’I know you won’t tell me what the scene I just witnessed was all about?’’ Cynthia asked, sitting on my laps. I shook my head and closed my eyes. My head just was filled up. I wasn’t myself after the incredible scene with Jude.

‘’sometimes you treat me as if I’m nothing but a call girl to you. I can tolerate anything but not being ignored. Very well, I’m leaving and don’t ever come looking for me again’’ she threatened, jumped off my body , grabbed her bag and headed to the door.

‘’I’m sorry my love. Don’t go away please’’ I forced myself to apologize, standing to meet her. She stopped, stared at me and smiled.

‘’the boy found his late father’s documents in my room and just over-reacted’ I explained. She nodded.

‘’I was investigating the man’s death and had to take some of his things without the boy’s knowledge which he found in my room. I guess he’s mind is running wild right now’’ I explained, while she came forward and threw her hands around my neck.

‘’you have to let him cool down first before explaining to him. By tomorrow, you can find a way to talk to him’’ she advised and kissed me. I licked my lips and unbuttoned her shirt.

‘’how about we play the match right here, right now. No holds barred’’ I suggested with a short laugh, taking off my shirt. She laughed and rolled her eyes.

‘’naughty boy, you want no holds by this time of the day?. I have my business to run jare. Let’s just do a quickie and that’s it’’ she muttered, taking off the rest of her clothes while I positioned myself for a quick d—-e quickie.

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Jude’s side of the story continues

By 9pm, Tracy and I were all alone in her room. We lay beside each other like happy lovers and it just looked as if we just had a great s-x even though we never kissed for once.

‘’you know you are the only person I now have. The only person I trust. I used to have my suspicions about Kelvin but I had to push everything aside and hope for the best. I really feel bad’’ I muttered with all my heart while she smiled and embraced me with great care, warming my heart with such wonderful gesture. I felt like making love to her there and then. I felt like caressing her hair and licking her dry but something stronger than passion held me back. Perhaps it was respect, perhaps it was the fear of hurting her. I simply swallowed the sexual hunger in me and closed my eyes.

‘’you just have to forget about Kelvin and sleep. We have lectures tomorrow’’ she added softly.

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Early the next morning, Tracy woke me up to inform me that a man was waiting for me outside her room.
‘’he said his name is Kelvin. I guess someone directed him to my room when he checked yours’’ she explained softly, leaving me indecisive on whether to ignore him or confront him.

‘’I think the best thing is to hear what he has to say. You can still leave the suitcase with me’’ she suggested like a caring wife and I had no choice than to follow her suggestion, even though deep down I had a little strange fear in me.

‘’I hope involving Tracy in my mess won’t harm her in future’’ I said to myself as I went out to confront Kelvin over again.

Episode 8

Jude’s side of the story continues

I walked out of Tracy’s room to meet Kelvin who was patiently waiting for me. He smiled at me while I looked down with a frown.

‘’listen Jude. You have to quit behaving like a baby and act like a man. If there is anything you wish to say to me, better say it now’’ he demanded with a strong voice. I looked up at him, breathing heavily.

‘’what are my father’s documents doing in your room?. You said you knew nothing about his death but it doesn’t look so’’ I poured out bravely. He drew closer and touched my left shoulder.

‘’listen Jude, supposing I killed your dad, I wouldn’t need you for anything and you wouldn’t be alive today to question my integrity. You just need to think deeply. Why would I give you my house keys if I’m actually guilty like you think? Boy I’m just trying to help you get to the root of your father’s death. If he was actually killed, then you have to know that the murderer is still free out there and you can’t find the person without my help. Inside the suitcase, there is a signed cheque in there. That’s the lead I’m currently following. You have to give me back the suitcase’’ he explained and demanded seriously. I shook my head and staggered back.
Yes his words were totally convincing, his motive seemed genuine but I still had my reservations. I wasn’t willing to give him back the suitcase so easily. I had to study the contents of the suitcase first and I was yet to do it thoroughly.

‘’I will give it back to you but not now’’ I breathed. He shrugged with resignation.

‘’suit yourself. But how about the deals we stopped halfway the other time?. The money is supposed to come in by Monday and we still have a lot to do. You have to come over to my place for us to get done with it or are you no longer interested?’’ he asked curiously while I nodded.

‘’yes, let’s go to my room. I will freshen up and we will go to your house together’’ I answered, leaving him with a sigh of relief.

‘’a friend of mine is among sponsors of a beauty pageant going down this coming Sunday in Abuja. He gave me two VIP tickets and I know you will love to go with me’’ he offered as we walked to my room, leaving an innocent smile over my face.
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I spent the next three days in Kelvin’s house where we worked tirelessly to close a fraud deal worth 15million naira. Yes it wasn’t an easy deal, and the cost of even pulling it was close to 5million naira, not to talk of the percentage his partners were to take out of the deal.
By Saturday evening we flew to Abuja where we were hosted by one of Kelvin’s rich friends.

‘’Edu is now a big time car dealer. You can’t believe two years ago, he had nothing but two shirts and a trouser but now look at him. He has up to twenty graduates in his payroll’’ Kelvin whispered to me with a proud smile.
Yes I was totally impressed by everything he was opening my eyes to.

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Sunday evening, we found ourselves inside an exquisite hotel in the heart of the capital city. The whole environment looked like an entirely different world. I just felt so small in the midst of celebrities, business moguls, fashion designers, TV presenters and politicians. The whole place was just amazing. The show was yet to start when we arrived.

‘’you have to act like you belong here. You have your American upbringing with you. This is the place to showcase it well’’ Kelvin whispered to me with a smile of accomplishment.

For no reason he chose a table already occupied by a very beautiful light skinned lady, who sat alone, with her eyes glued to her phone. However as we approached the table, she raised her eyes to meet my stare and the moment our eyes met, it was as if the world suddenly stopped revolving. She looked so gracious, so charming and so beautiful. She looked quite older than me but it never stopped me from getting greatly attracted to her that instant.

The lady on her own part left her eyes on me longer than necessary, as if she recognized me from somewhere.

Deep down I knew my story was about to change, but what I didn’t know was if it was changing for good or for bad.

Episode 9

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’hi hope you won’t mind us joining you?’’ Kelvin asked the young lady politely. She smiled, throwing him a quick look.

‘’nope I won’t mind sitting with two handsome young men. I’m all alone’’ she answered pleasantly, throwing another quick look at me.

‘’my name is Kelvin and he is Jude, my cousin who just arrived from the states. I’m trying to show him around the country’’ Kelvin said with a smile, trying to start a conversation with her but then her attention was more on me and after Kelvin introduced me, her eyes kind of brightened more.

‘’are you from Colorado?’’ she asked me curiously. I shook my head nervously.

‘’no I grew up in Arlington Virginia’’ I answered nervously. Her eyes instantly fell.

‘’oh I’m sorry. I mistook you for someone else. You resembled an old friend of mine’’ she said with a smile while Kelvin looked on silently.

‘’anyway I’m Mrs. Pamela, wife of a serving senator’’ she introduced herself, leaving me shocked with the revelation. Yes I knew she was very sophisticated and rich but I never imagined her to be the wife of a serving senator, moreover she looked quite young to have a serving senator as a husband. Nevertheless she was a very friendly lady and I kind of had a very strange desire to be with her.

‘’why do you look so surprised?’’ she asked me.

‘’no nothing, just that your husband is a very lucky man’’ I replied softly. She laughed and said nothing else.

The event soon started, capturing our attention. We didn’t say much to each other until she got up to leave three hours later.

‘’I can’t stay any longer. I have to leave now. You can call me up later’’ she said with a smile, offering a business card to me before walking away. I threw a quick look at Kelvin who stared at me with an open mouth.

‘’I guess she has something for small boys. Imagine ignoring me and paying every attention to you’’ he joked as I took a quick look at the business card.

‘’I like her very much and I just feel like being with her. I don’t know why I’m feeling this way’’ I confessed.

‘’you feel nothing but lust. She has a great body but she’s married. She’s married to a senator. Get that into your head’’ he advised and changed the topic without knowing that deep down I had plans for the beautiful lady.

‘’how old do you think she could be?’’ I heard myself ask Kelvin as we left the event hours later. He stared at me suspiciously before shrugging.

‘’Between twenty six to twenty eight years old. She’s quite young’’ he answered with lack of interest, but for me Pamela’s image stuck in my head and refused to leave. It really was my first time of having such strong desire to be with a woman.

We returned to Owerri the next day and yea I returned with Pamela’s image in my head. If not for one thing, I would have thought what I felt was love but perhaps Kelvin was right. What I felt was lust instead.

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Tuesday afternoon, Kelvin transferred one million naira to my account.
‘’that’s your share for a well done job. The money got in yesterday and you know we have to work harder for another pay. Please use the money wisely. And save as much as you can’’ he advised me with a smile.
I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe myself. I couldn’t believe I could make so much money by only by sitting at home, working with a computer. I felt on top of the world. It was the first money I ever earned with my sweat.

I quickly rushed to the bank, withdrew thirty thousand naira and headed straight to a boutique where I bought a fancy gown and necklace for Tracy. I equally bought fried rice, chicken and ice cream from a fast food joint close by. My plan was to surprise her with the gifts and equally make use of the opportunity to apologize to her. Because all through the weekend I ignored her calls and messages due to the fact that I had no tangible excuse to give her on why i was away from school and I still badly needed her friendship and help.

I headed straight to the hostel with all I bought, hoping to buy her with the gifts. But it was a miscalculated effort because she shut the door on my face the moment she noticed I was the person knocking on her door.

‘’listen Jude, I don’t know what is going on with you anymore and I don’t associate with any guy who doesn’t take his future seriously. You just have to forget about our friendship. We have nothing in common any longer’’ she shouted from her room, leaving me stunned.

‘’this isn’t the way to treat a friend. At least you should have offered a listening ear to me first before concluding things in your mind’’ I shouted back, banging on her door. She opened the door once again, this time holding the suitcase I left in her care.

‘’you have to take your dad’s stuff. I don’t want it in my room anymore’’ she breathed as her eyes fell on the things I bought for her.

‘’I know you are angry. And you have every right to be angry with me. But please leave my dad’s stuff out of this. I left it in your care for a reason’’ I begged.

‘’just get out of here please’’ she muttered, sighed and shut her door again. Her action r4eally annoyed me in a way because she wasn’t my girlfriend even though we shared many things in common. I simply turned and returned to my room with all the stuffs I bought for her, regretting ever spending my money on them.

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The next day, Tracy carried on with her attitude of the previous day. She simply ignored me even though I prepared for school very early because of her and without her company in school I felt out of place and had to leave before the second lecture of the day.

The next few days would have been extremely boring for me if not for Pamela who turned out to be a very free and jovial lady. After reaching her on phone where I introduced myself all over again, she kind of became very free with me, to the extent of adding me up on her social media accounts. She was mostly active on bbm.

In no time we developed a very strong bond. I told her almost everything about myself, though I lied about my age by claiming to be twenty six years old.

‘’and what are you still doing in the university. Hmmm I really thought you were within the age range of twenty two to twenty four’’ she had asked when I lied to her about my age.

‘’my dad wanted me to study in Nigeria by all means, something I kicked against and had to spend two idle years at home before succumbing to his wish’’ I lied further.

But not only did I open up to her about myself, she equally opened up about her life to me.( Though, she never really told me everything about her life). However she told me of her fears, plans and dreams. She equally opened up about her marriage life by telling me that she was nothing but a second wife to a senator from the northern region.
‘’My dear it isn’t easy getting your life back after sacrificing a lot to get to the top.’’ Were the exact words she typed the evening she told me about her marriage life. I didn’t push further with the conversation but I knew she had lots of problems going on with her marriage and even though I had lots of questions to ask concerning her background, religion and so on, I kept them all aside because they were none of my business. All I wanted was a good time with her; A very risky adventure.

Yes and I kept my dealings with her away from Kelvin

Episode 10

Jude’s side of the story continues

As days passed by, the bond between Pamela and I grew stronger and the desire to be with her took control of my sense of reasoning and soul. In one of our late night phone calls, I finally popped the question.
‘’how do we see again?”
it was a question I used everything in me to ask. I couldn’t even breathe out of nervousness after asking the question.

‘’hmmmm why do you want us to see again?’’ she asked after keeping quiet for some seconds.

‘’we have a lot in common and I just want to spend a good time with you’’ I murmured, not sure if I gave the right answer.

‘’but we have been spending a lot of time with each other chatting and speaking daily on phone’’ she muttered, perhaps trying hard not to appear desperate or cheap.

‘’yes but that’s on phone. I want to see your face and be able to touch it’’ I answered, while she let out a short laugh.

‘’aren’t you scared of me?. Hope you still remember who I’m?’’ she asked softly.

‘’yes I very well do. You are a very charming, attractive and beautiful lady that I will do anything to be with’’ I replied quickly.

‘’hmmmm anything?’’ she asked.

‘’of course anything’’ I quickly breathed.

‘’I will be coming down to Asaba on Saturday for a wedding. Tomorrow I will send you a text message with the name of the hotel I will be lodging in after the event. All you have to do is book your own room at the hotel, when I get back from the event; I will invite you over to mine. Hope that’s okay for you?’’ she asked, leaving me extremely overjoyed.

‘’yes that’s very cool’’ I muttered with great passion. I couldn’t believe I was about having such a high class chick so effortlessly.

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I really couldn’t wait for Saturday to arrive. I was so nervous and anxious. I did a whole lot of shopping the next few days, buying new sets of clothes and Jewries. Yes I had the money to throw about, thanks to Kelvin.
However on Friday afternoon, Kelvin paid a visit to my hostel without even notifying me that he was coming. He came into my room unannounced, really surprising me with his presence.

‘’what’s up with you?. Are you still angry with me over the suitcase issue or what?. Imagine throughout the week you never bothered to check up on me or even call?’’ he asked suspiciously while I searched for a good reply to give him but found none.

‘’anyway I came to collect the suitcase to continue my investigation on what could have led to your father’s sudden demise. Yesterday morning, hoodlums broke into your father’s compound and ransacked his house. I believe they were looking for something and it could be the suitcase. So you better hand it over to me now unless you have a better plan’’ he demanded. I couldn’t believe my ears.

‘’’You mean my dad’s old house was ransacked yesterday?’’ I stammered the question. He nodded.

‘’Yes and that’s the more reason why you should trust me. Now get the suitcase’’ he demanded once again.

‘’but what do you plan doing with it?’’ I asked.

‘’I already told you that I had a lead I was following before you soiled my plans. I have the experience to decode the contents of that suitcase. It’s your property but you have to trust me’’ he answered convincingly. I breathed deeply and stood up.

‘’the suitcase is with a friend. Let me go get it’’ I answered to his surprise, quickly heading out to Tracy’s room with a fast pounding heart. It really was the first time I was going over to Tracy’s room after she shut the door on my face and equally refused granting me any attention in school days ago.
I really didn’t know what to expect from her and I prayed for her not to embarrass me again. I hate being embarrassed.

Tracy opened the door seconds after I knocked. She looked extremely surprised to see me. It very much showed on her face.

‘’hey’’ she greeted .

‘’I came to collect the suitcase’’ I said with a cold smile.

‘’what for?’’ she asked seriously, taking me by surprise with the question.

‘’I thought you no longer care?. Why ask?’’ I breathed seriously.

‘’is that what you think?. That I no longer care?. All I want you to be is a better man but you just don’t want to be the type of man I want you to be’’ she poured out, shaking her head.

‘’I cannot change who I’m because of you. You said I’m no longer worthy to be your friend and that’s fine by me. You can go find another guy you can mould into an idol’’ I said a bit harshly. She drew back, went into her room and returned with the suitcase.

‘’take it. You can go to hell for all I care’’ she breathed fiercely, throwing the suitcase into my hands but as I looked at her face, I saw that it was greatly colored up. I noticed that she was fighting hard to hold back tears from appearing in her eyes. My heart instantly softened. I couldn’t take seeing her hurt.

‘’why are you always being hard at me?. You always like to control my life?’’ I kind of stammered.

‘’because, because’’ she breathed, shook her head and shut her door on my face without completing the sentence.

To be continued

[Edoman]

SHADES OF LUST Episode 1-20


Episode 1

In front of an uncompleted one storey building, stood a boy of about twenty three years old. He was standing in front of a fresh grave, holding a candle with his right hand as tears fell from his eyes.

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My name is Jude Ibeh, a half Nigerian, and half American. Yes I used the term because my mother was a white American while my father was a Nigerian, however I never got to know my mum because she died when I was two years old leaving me solely under my dad’s care who did a good job raising me up. All I inherited from my mother was her skin color and smile.
I grew to love my dad with all my heart even though we disagreed on many things because he was so traditional and had a sort of old school mentality. He believed a lot in tradition and wanted me to accept all his beliefs which never went down well with me.
I was forced to return to Nigerian for my university education after high school without caring for my feelings. Yes Nigeria is a great country but the temperature, attitude of the people and everything about the country never suited my lifestyle.

I was admitted into Imo state university to study industrial chemistry and it really was hell for me. The lecture rush, the intonation of lecturers, the overcrowding of lecture halls, the noise and the struggles really left a sore taste in my mouth. I simply managed to pass over to my second year with lots of carryovers and yes the second year was equally stressful but much better because I was slowly adapting much to my dad’s pleasure.

But on my third year when I was finally about becoming a full time Igbo boy, my dad left me all alone in the world. He returned to Nigeria on March 1st 2012 for a little business but never lived to see the next day. You can’t imagine the shock I had when I got a call from one of my uncles that my father was dead. That he died in his sleep.
I simply couldn’t believe my ears. It sounded so unreal and unbelievable but on getting home I found out that the only person I had in the world was gone. My life instantly came to a standstill. I just felt like killing myself and leaving the world as well.

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My dad’s burial was quickly organized by my uncles who didn’t give me any say in the matter since I wasn’t yet recognized as a man. I knew my dad was murdered but I had no evidence. I had no money. I equally wasn’t man enough to challenge anyone.
I simply was in a tight corner and all I did was observe and cry out my heart.

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After the burial, I was left all alone to manage and cater for myself. I just didn’t know what to think or where to start reorganizing my life. I wasn’t good at any type of hustling. Menial jobs just weren’t for me and my uncles never seemed to care.
My dad equally never left much for me apart from the uncompleted building at home and the little he had left in his bank account after the burial ceremony.

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As I stood before my father’s grave, crying out my heart. I was at lost. I was so empty and alone. I never knew life could be so difficult and mean. I badly had the urge to abandon my studies and return to America but none of the options before me looked easy.

I felt a strong hand land on my shoulder. I turned to see one of my senior cousins smiling at me. I looked at him and swallowed hard. Kelvin was the only person who cared of my well-being during the course of my father’s burial but then his father was equally one of my uncles that I was suspecting over my father’s strange death which made me not to trust his kind gestures towards me.

Kelvin was around twenty eight years old. He looked quite rich and had two expensive cars that rolled people’s eyes but then no one could say exactly the business he was into and he never cared what people felt about his source of wealth.

‘’I know how you feel right now. I know you think the world is nothing but hell. I’m here to help you. I’m here to turn you into something you never imagined you would be. Stop crying for your dad. He is already done. It’s now left for you to continue his legacy. You are going back with me to the city and I will teach you how to survive in a Nigerian way.’’ He said with a smile while I curiously stared at him a bit confused over his words.

‘’How to survive in a Nigerian way’’ I muttered over and over to myself as I stared at him.

Episode 2

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’are you for real?’’ I asked breathlessly as a new kind of relief filled my entire being. I wasn’t expecting such generosity. It really came as a great surprise to me.

‘’we will leave for the city in two days. You will stay with me until you get your spirit back’’ he answered, tapped my shoulder and left with a smile. And that was how I became very close to Kelvin.
We left the village two days later and headed to his house as he promised. He owned a very cute bungalow, well furnished and designed with superior taste.

‘’this is my house. I pay no rent to anyone’’ he revealed as we walked into the plush apartment, leaving me gasping with disbelief as I imagined how much he’s worth.

‘’this is not only my home but yours as well. In no time you will understand a lot. You will get answers to the questions I know running through your young mind’’ he said with a savvy smile. I shrugged and smiled at him.

Kelvin’s side of the story

My uncle’s death really came as a great blow to me. He was the only uncle that encouraged and regularly sent me money when I dropped out of school due to my stupidity years ago.
Before his death, he confided in me that he planned returning permanently to Nigeria to run a business. He never told me the details of the business or who was helping him with it. Hence my great surprise to learn of his death, just a day after his arrival to the country.
Yes it definitely looked like murder to me even though the medical report obtained said he died of natural causes. I was just so helpless and couldn’t do a thing than to observe as my father and uncles speedily buried the unfortunate man, leaving his young son who really didn’t know much about life or Nigeria to fend on his own.

Jude was more of an American than a Nigerian. The color of his skin, his voice, his behavior, the way he walked and everything about him was just American. I took pity on him and had to offer him a life even though what I was offering was a life of crime but then with it he could maintain his rich lifestyle, finish his education and be a good man.

So what exactly do I mean by a life of crime?? Hmmmm

Yes having dropped out of school, my parents cursed and left me on my own. I had to survive. I had to do everything to make money and of course I succeeded.

I had to join some friends in yahoo scam, we lied, we duped, we robbed unfortunate victims but it never stopped there. We upgraded to kidnapping and oil theft. In two years I had a house in Owerri where I based, plus a very fat bank account. The easiest way to make real money was through crime but it equally was the easiest to die.

Young Jude had the looks, the charms and the brain for business. Everything about him was good for business and as his new guardian, my job was to take care of him and help him to the top via any means.

Nevertheless I still had my doubts. Jude looked so tender and gentle. Somehow I was scared if he could really live up to expectation.

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HOURS LATER;
Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’Thanks Kelvin for everything. You are the last person I expected to help me’’ I said to him with a heart filled with gratitude as we enjoyed an evening meal in a very plush fast food joint. He smiled and nodded.

‘’so tell me, are you a virgin?’’ he suddenly asked, leaving me totally embarrassed. I almost choked with embarrassment.

‘’come on be free with me” he urged with a short laugh. I shrugged with hesitation as my school life flashed back to my head. I never had a girlfriend but my affluent lifestyle and look really left a dozen girls on my speed dial.

‘’no, I’m no virgin’’ I stammered softly. He laughed and offered his hand for a handshake.

‘’that’s good’’ he surprisingly said, leaving me wondering what he asked the uncomfortable question for.

I had my doubts about Kelvin but he was a very likeable parson and the only one that offered me what no one else cared to offer me. I had to be strong and focused to survive and dig out those behind my father’s death.

Episode 3

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’So how about I arrange a girl to cheer you up?’’ Kelvin suddenly suggested, putting a tempting offer before me. I quickly shook my head.

‘’I just buried my father. No I don’t need a woman now’’ I breathed with a frown.

‘’that’s cool, but you should learn how to put aside your grief and move on with life’’ he advised softly. I sipped my drink, kept quiet for a while before throwing him a very curious look.

‘’my father was murdered. Do you have any idea who could be responsible?’’ I asked, leaving him extremely surprised with my question. At first he looked quite shocked but quickly composed himself.

‘’actually I have no idea of what exactly led to your father’s death but supposing I have something about that, I won’t tell you because you are in no position to do anything about it. You have to first relax, face your life, survive before asking questions unless you wish to die at a young age’’ he answered guardedly , leaving me shrugging with resignation.

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‘’I really want you to join my line of business. That’s the only way you can survive, make enough money to pay your bills and live a much fulfilled life. You see I run a string of networks that cut across multimillion Naira scams, forgery, gambling and so on. I have been doing it for years and yes I currently have everything I want in life. I shouldn’t be telling you all these but I think it’s my responsibility to open a good road for you. Your dad helped me when everyone turned against me. I have to reciprocate that gesture but I don’t know how strong you are’’ he breathed as we headed home minutes later.
I threw him a quick look, unable to say a word. Of course crime is something that always sends a chill through an innocent man’s heart. I felt suddenly cold.

‘’apart from the car your dad left behind, how much money do you have left?’’ he asked. I shrugged and breathed deeply.

‘’it’s not much. It won’t even last up to five months’’ I answered. He smiled.

‘’I easily could pay your school fees and support your education but after that what next?. Having a university education is no longer a guarantee of getting a good job. Most graduates now end up working at factories and workshops of school drop outs like me. Believe me, if you can be a part of my network, you will have a company of your own within four years’’ he said seriously.

‘’but why are you telling me all these bro?. You know we are not that close for you to be opening up to me this way?’’ I asked curiously. He smiled.

‘’yes I know but I always follow my heart and this time it led me to you’’ he answered.

‘’but what truly are the chances of being caught?’’ I asked.

‘’hmmm well I sincerely can’t say because no one in my network has ever been caught. We don’t pull any deal without first making sure it’s safe. We have people in every key country and bank. You have nothing to fear bro’’ he answered, leaving me totally convinced. I breathed deeply and nodded.

‘’fine I’m good to go” I breathed, leaving a very big smile on his face.

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I ended up spending three weeks at his house and what a hectic three weeks it was. I learnt a lot. I learnt that social networks just weren’t there for chatting alone, but also a very good fishing ground for scam victims. I learnt the act of fishing, profiling, packaging and presentation. I learnt to assume many identities. I even learnt some foreign ways of communicating. I learnt a whole lot with Kelvin who used the first three weeks I spent with him to teach me the secret behind online scamming.

At the end of three weeks I returned to my hostel to see if I could continue with my university education from where I abandoned it months earlier.
I returned to school a different person. I returned to school with a different mindset.

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My hostel mates all rushed into my room the moment they learnt I was back to pay their condolences. I had lots of questions to answer and no matter how hard I tried to be free with them; they all noticed that I was changed.

One after the other they soon left, finally leaving Tracy and I alone in my room.

Tracy was my course mate and someone very dear to me. She really helped me a lot in my first year and equally was very helpful in my second year.
I had to move over to my current hostel earlier in the year just to be closer to her. But my feelings for her were simply pure and harmless. I saw her as a very innocent girl who never deserved to be harmed and I never for once had any strange or bad ideas for her.
Even when I had sharp quickies with other girls, I made sure she never got to know about it. She was the only girl that understood me. But for the first time in my life, I was very uncomfortable being alone with her.

‘’you lost your dad and you never invited anyone to his burial, including me. I only got to hear about it from a course mate. And now you are acting so strange and different. What’s really going on?. You can still confide in me’’ she demanded, drawing close to hold my hand. I looked away, avoiding her gaze for no just reason. Her presence made me feel totally uncomfortable.

‘’I lost my dad. He was killed. I have no one else. I’m all alone in a country that is still a bit foreign to me. I have bills to pay. My school fees, hostel rent, test book, feeding and everything. Why won’t I look different with such problems bugging me?’’ I asked breathlessly.

‘’I understand. That’s why you should always confide in me. I’m not from a poor family. We can always find a way out, just like we did in our first year. ‘’ she said tightening her grip on me. I quickly broke free from her, stood up and breathed deeply.

‘’never mind, I already have found a way out. I have a new means of taking care of myself’’ I said without thinking, leaving her staring at me with great astonishment.

‘’what in the world are you talking about. Can you put me through please?’’ she demanded like a caring wife, leaving speechless as I instantly searched for a lie to cover my outburst but couldn’t find any.

I really liked Tracy but I had to keep some things from her to retain her respect.

Episode 4

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’listen Tracy. I’m no longer the spoilt good for nothing rich dude you used to know. I’m now nothing. I’m now nobody. I can’t even afford to take you out or buy lunch for you like I used to do in the past’’ I confessed for no reason, leaving the young girl totally shocked with my comment.

‘’are you trying to insult me or what?. Are you trying to say that I have been your friend all these while for your money or what?. I see you have nothing to talk about. You know where to find me when you get a grip of yourself’’ she replied with great energy, hissed and headed to the door. I instantly regretted every word I said to her.
It really was the first time she was getting angry with me. I kind of felt it.

‘’I’m so sorry for attacking you. I just haven’t been myself since I lost my dad and returning to the hostel really disorganized my head. I’m sorry’’ I apologized.. She stopped, turned and faced me.

‘’sharing your feelings, confiding in someone you trust can be helpful in your present condition. I suggest you talk to me. Open your heart to me. Share your feelings with me’’ she demanded soothingly, drawing close to me once again. I bit my lips and stared at her for some seconds.

‘’You won’t understand how I feel right now’’ I breathed, staring deep into her eyes.

‘’My dad was murdered. I was told he died in his sleep but that’s a mystery I’m so eager to unravel. My uncles all teamed up and organized a quick burial without considering my feelings with the pretence of cutting costs. My dad was in the country for a business he told me he was setting up the last time we talked. He equally had plans of completing his house in the village and marrying a new wife. No one has been able to give account of how his money grew winds or why he died so mysteriously. Now out of nowhere, one of my cousins is offering to help me stand on my feet. But I don’t trust him. I feel there is more to his help. I was with him for three weeks and he taught me stuffs that I never knew were real, Stuffs that I’m so ashamed to talk about. Here I’m so confused, so empty and so tired of life’’ I poured out solemnly, covering my face with my palms. Tracy drew closer, took down my hands and searched my eyes for a while before surprising me with a hug. And yes I badly needed the hug.

‘’you have every reason to be suspicious and concerned. You have every reason to seek for the truth but you are not yet ready for such because if indeed your dad was murdered, it means the murderer is still out there observing your movements. You have to let it go for now at least until you finish your education’’ she advised softly.

‘’you said your cousin is teaching you stuffs?. What exactly is he teaching you?’’ she suddenly demanded, throwing me off balance with her question.

‘’Tracy please don’t ask me that question. I beg of you. Let’s just forget about all I said to you’’ I begged softly. She stared at me suspiciously before shrugging with resignation.

‘’you have to be careful Jude. I hope no one is trying to manipulate or put you in trouble after murdering your father’’ she breathed, leaving the idea embedded in my heart as we stared at each other.

‘’perhaps Kelvin could really be behind my father’s death’’ I wondered for the umpteenth time as Tracy’s eyes met mine.
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meanwhile @joe’s Gym, works layout,
Kelvin’s side of the story continues
(Inside the gym; Kelvin and his friend Joe are seen having a heated discussion. The two guys have been friends for a long time)

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‘’so I hope your young cousin is learning very fast?’’ Joe asked me.

‘’yes the boy is a quick learner. He has the brain. But seriously I do feel guilty for his father’s death. You can’t believe the man called me to be with him the day he arrived town but I couldn’t honor his invitation because I was busy with Cynthia. I feel the man was murdered and perhaps I would have prevented it supposing I honored his invitation to be with him’’ I confessed with great guilt.

‘’jeez’’ Joe breathed.

‘’I feel so responsible. You can’t believe that the man’s money and everything just disappeared without a trace. He confided in me before coming to the country that he was setting up a business in Nigeria. I don’t have details of the business or names of his partners. His death was just so clean and untraceable’’ I added, shaking my head.

‘’he died in the village?’’ Joe asked. I nodded.

‘’yes and that’s the most confusing thing. The man always spent the night in the city whenever he was in the country but I was surprised that he spent the night in his small old house in the village. You know the old house behind the new building?’’ I explained to Joe who nodded silently.

‘’whoever killed him will have me to battle. Tomorrow I will be going to the village to confront my father. I feel he is hiding something with his brothers’’ I resolved while my friend shrugged.

‘’you are not good at playing the good guy. I hope you don’t fail in this new quest of yours’’ he grinned, lighting up a cigarette as I looked down with great worry.

Episode 5

Kelvin’s side of the story continues

Early the next morning, I headed to the village to confront my dad. Deep down I was extremely anxious. A part of me needed the truth while another part of me was scared of what the truth could reveal. I prayed for my dad not to be involved in the silly scandal. Of courses his involvement would affect my plans and everything I stood for.

I just wasn’t myself as I drove into our compound that early morning. I arrived home quite on time to join my parents on breakfast. Dad was of course so surprised with my unannounced visit and as soon as we were alone, he threw the first serious question.

‘’I know you aren’t here for breakfast, so what brought you home this early?’’ he asked curiously. I smiled, studying him keenly.
My old man really was a nice man who had the best plans for me. He wanted me to be a medical doctor. He wanted me to be the first doctor in the family and when I dropped out of school, he was so totally devastated, to the extent of washing his hands off me.
However when I left for the city and started making my money, he was forced to tolerate me once again, even though the pain of disappointment was still very much in him.

‘’it’s because of Jude that I’m here dad’’ I breathed while he drew back with concern.

‘’how about him?. Don’t tell me something happened to him?. You know I was glad when you took him to the city’’ he muttered anxiously.

‘’the boy is fine but I just want to know how his father really died and why you guys hurriedly buried him?’’ I asked curiously.

‘’oh not again’’ he breathed looking down.

‘’you know the boy’s father was a brother i cherished the most. He never kept anything from me till his death. I was with him the evening before his death. He spoke of many things. He told me about a shipping business he was about starting in the country. He equally told me about the lady he planned marrying. Yes the lady was with him that evening. He introduced her to me but I really didn’t pay a very close attention to her because of my bad eyesight. But she’s very pretty and a bit advanced in age. She looked about thirty to thirty three years old. Things played out so fast my son. In the morning we discovered my brother dead and all alone. The woman wasn’t there and there wasn’t any way to find her and you know leaving my brother’s body in the morgue for such investigation could drag on to a year. Who would foot the bills?. Moreover the hospital we took him to said he died of natural causes. We had no choice than to bury him’’ he explained while I shook my head with anger.

‘’dad I’m totally disappointed. You and your brothers just buried one of your own like a dog just because of this silly excuse. Can I have the keys to my uncle’s house?. I know you still have the spare?’’ I demanded with a raised tone, leaving him indecisive for some seconds. He finally rose up, went to his room and returned with the keys.

‘’find the woman and perhaps, you would get all the answers you seek’’ he said with a solemn tone as he handed the keys over to me.

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I quickly headed to my late uncle’s old house to see if I could find anything that would lead me to the mystery woman. I made my way to his room and calmly searched every bit of it. All I could find was his suitcase which had many documents inside. I couldn’t go through the documents that minute, instead I grabbed the suitcase and left the house with it. My plan was to take my time in going through the documents in my house.

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I returned to the city two hours later, so anxious to go through the documents. The first thing that greeted my eyes as I opened the first envelope I saw inside the suitcase was a signed Cheque meant for a lady with the name ‘’JESSICA SIMON”. My hands shook as I stared at the paper, trying to come out with an idea. But I barely had the time to think out anything when I got a phone call from Cynthia that she was being detained at a police station.

‘’please come bail me dear. I can’t stand this place’’ she begged, leaving me with no choice than to abandon all I was doing and head over to the station to bail her a-s out.

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That very same day,
Jude’s side of the story

I stared at the huge lecture notes before me, clueless on how to photocopy all of them. I really missed a lot of tests and assignments even though Tracy did her best in covering some for me.

‘’I don’t how this semester will be. I give up’’ I breathed to an astonished Tracy.

‘’you just have to relax; little by little you will cover everything. Tomorrow we can start by meeting the lecturers you missed their tests to explain your situation.’’ She suggested.

‘’I have to go. I have to go cool off’’ I breathed, standing up.

‘’don’t tell me you are leaving the class?. It’s barely 12pm and we have lecture by 12:30pm’’ she reminded me but my mind was already made up to leave the class.

‘’we will see in the hostel. Just take care’’ I said to her, walked out of the class and headed to my dad’s car, where I relaxed for some seconds before driving away. I headed straight to Kelvin’s house to cool off.

On getting to the house, I found it locked, but I had the spare keys he gave me. I easily let myself in, fetched a can of coke from his fridge, switched on the TV and settled down to rest. When I tried changing the channel, I couldn’t find the remote and had to go over to his room to see if he left it there. But on getting to the room, a strange sight greeted me.
‘’I FOUND MY DAD’S SUITCASE AND DOCUMENTS SCATTERED OVER HIS BED’’ I couldn’t believe my eyes as my imaginations ran wild.

‘’how could I be so stupid to believe his friendly gestures?. Of course he killed my dad. This is strong evidence’’ I shook with great rage as I backed out of his room and headed to the kitchen to grab a knife.

To be continued.

 


 

Episode 6

Jude’s side of the story continues

After grabbing a small knife at the kitchen, I slowly calmed down to weigh the consequences of my decision. Yes I was determined to stab Kelvin. I was determined to kill him like he did to my dad but after killing him what next?, I asked myself over and over.

Of course I knew killing him won’t be any easy and covering the crime equally won’t be an easy thing. Then living with such deed in my conscience equally could kill me. I wasn’t a killer. It wasn’t in my blood. But I just couldn’t let him get away so easily. I so was totally convinced that he killed my dad for money. The suitcase and documents in his room were enough evidence to seal my mind.

I slowly went back to the bedroom, packed up the documents and headed to the sitting with the suitcase in my left hand. I really was confused. I just was in a hopeless state.
Luckily, I didn’t wait long before Kelvin walked into his apartment with a well built lady. His reaction on seeing me with the suitcase was so revealing. He simply froze with great surprise as his eyes fell on the suitcase. He couldn’t say a word. Of course what was there to say?. He wasn’t expecting to see me and so had nothing prepared to tell me.

It was my chance to strike him dead with the knife. It was the opportunity I needed to avenge my father’s death but as the opportunity stared at me on the face, I realized that it wasn’t easy to take a man’s life. My hand trembled but I held onto the knife strongly with my right hand while the suitcase rested strongly in my left hand.

The lady with him stared at me suspiciously, too stunned or perhaps confused to say a word.

I hissed, threw down the knife and walked out of the apartment without saying a word to anyone.

‘’Jude, please wait. I have to explain’’ I heard Kelvin beg as he ran after me but I wasn’t ready to listen to him. I wasn’t ready to listen to his explanation. I couldn’t bear listening to his reason on why he killed my father.

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Kelvin’s side of the story

I really wasn’t pleased going to the police station to bail out Cynthia but it was something I had to do in order to continue enjoying the numerous benefits I had with her. Cynthia was a seamstress and a big time trouble maker. A no nonsense lady who was scared of no one, but then she equally was as strong as a tiger on bed which made her very precious to me. Anytime we had s-x, it was nothing but a competition on who would get tired first. She really was very valuable to me and her sexual prowess made me blinded to her faults even though sometimes I was forced to meddle in to her business just like I was being forced to come bail her out from police custody.

On getting to the police station, I learnt she was involved in a fight with a neighbor who threw dirty water in front of her shop. It really was a little issue which dragged into a fight, forcing a police team passing by to cash in on the opportunity to make some money by detaining the two women.

I ended up spending five thousand naira I never planned spending.

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‘’I’m so sorry dear. I’m sorry for making you spend your hard earned money this afternoon. It’s just that the silly girl refused listening to my pleas to stop throwing dirty water in front of my shop. Imagine after washing her plates and cleaning up her restaurant every morning she would throw the water in front of my shop because she comes very early in the morning when no one will see her. I just couldn’t take it anymore and had to slap her’’ Cynthia apologized and explained as we left the police station but my mind wasn’t on her explanation. All I wanted was to go home and get done with the documents I was in the process of checking out before I was invited to the police station.

‘’I know you are very angry with me?. I’m very sorry. How about we go to your house and see who has the strongest appetite for s-x today?’’ she pushed on, arousing me with her words as her left hand slowly reached for my trouser zip, putting a smile over my face.

‘’hmmmmm, let’s get home first’’ I breathed and softly pushed off her hand from my trouser.

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The joy on my face however disappeared the moment I walked into my apartment to see Jude holding the suitcase with one hand and a kitchen knife with another hand. I simply was at lost on what to say or do. I wasn’t expecting him; I wasn’t prepared in any way.
I knew I was wrong to go through his father’s things without first consulting him. I knew he had every reason to feel bad and suspicious but then all I did was done out of good faith, moreover he was too young to understand. I tried to talk but just couldn’t.

Luckily, he threw down the knife and ran out of the apartment with the suitcase which had the evidence I needed in investigating his father’s death, forcing me to run after him with no success. I returned to my sitting room to face Cynthia who had a thousand and one questions to ask me but I was in no mood to speak to her.

Jude really was spoiling things without realizing it.

Episode 7

Jude’s side of the story continues

I returned to my hostel to cry out my heart. I couldn’t believe all I just discovered were real. Kelvin was the only family I had left and discovering his deceit really left a great hollow in my heart. I was beginning to grow fond of him. I was beginning to feel at peace with him only to discover that he wasn’t clean after all. I felt all alone. I felt empty. I felt so sad. My heart yearned for vengeance but I was too scared and weak to confront him like a man.

‘’dear lord, you are all I got now’’ I prayed earnestly.

Tracy walked into my room an hour later with a frown on her face. It was very obvious she wasn’t pleased with the way I left school earlier in the day and the last thing I wanted that afternoon was a scolding from her. I quickly closed my eyes to avoid her gaze. She sat beside me on the bed, hesitated for some seconds before shaking me violently.

‘’so you left school just to come here and sleep?. That’s a very silly attitude. I’m far from happy with you’’ she breathed fiercely. I opened my eyes, stared at her for a while before sitting up.

‘’I went to my cousin’s house to relax , only to find my dad’s documents on his bed’’ I slowly said to her, pointing to the suitcase which was under my reading table. She gasped with surprise, reached forward and grabbed the suitcase.

‘’I couldn’t believe it. I felt he killed my dad for the contents of that suitcase and then tried to befriend me for a reason best known only to him. The painful thing is that I can’t do anything to him. I can’t report him to the police because I lack strong evidence. But I still believe he will come here with a story to convince me on letting go of the suitcase.’’ I slowly opened up to her.

‘’this is serious. I can’t believe this’’ she breathed.

‘’take the bag to your room. Hide it for me. I will figure out something soon’’ I breathed. She nodded, stood up and disappeared to her room with the suitcase. I fell back on my bed with tears in my eyes.

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Kelvin’s side of the story continues

‘’I know you won’t tell me what the scene I just witnessed was all about?’’ Cynthia asked, sitting on my laps. I shook my head and closed my eyes. My head just was filled up. I wasn’t myself after the incredible scene with Jude.

‘’sometimes you treat me as if I’m nothing but a call girl to you. I can tolerate anything but not being ignored. Very well, I’m leaving and don’t ever come looking for me again’’ she threatened, jumped off my body , grabbed her bag and headed to the door.

‘’I’m sorry my love. Don’t go away please’’ I forced myself to apologize, standing to meet her. She stopped, stared at me and smiled.

‘’the boy found his late father’s documents in my room and just over-reacted’ I explained. She nodded.

‘’I was investigating the man’s death and had to take some of his things without the boy’s knowledge which he found in my room. I guess he’s mind is running wild right now’’ I explained, while she came forward and threw her hands around my neck.

‘’you have to let him cool down first before explaining to him. By tomorrow, you can find a way to talk to him’’ she advised and kissed me. I licked my lips and unbuttoned her shirt.

‘’how about we play the match right here, right now. No holds barred’’ I suggested with a short laugh, taking off my shirt. She laughed and rolled her eyes.

‘’naughty boy, you want no holds by this time of the day?. I have my business to run jare. Let’s just do a quickie and that’s it’’ she muttered, taking off the rest of her clothes while I positioned myself for a quick d—-e quickie.

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Jude’s side of the story continues

By 9pm, Tracy and I were all alone in her room. We lay beside each other like happy lovers and it just looked as if we just had a great s-x even though we never kissed for once.

‘’you know you are the only person I now have. The only person I trust. I used to have my suspicions about Kelvin but I had to push everything aside and hope for the best. I really feel bad’’ I muttered with all my heart while she smiled and embraced me with great care, warming my heart with such wonderful gesture. I felt like making love to her there and then. I felt like caressing her hair and licking her dry but something stronger than passion held me back. Perhaps it was respect, perhaps it was the fear of hurting her. I simply swallowed the sexual hunger in me and closed my eyes.

‘’you just have to forget about Kelvin and sleep. We have lectures tomorrow’’ she added softly.

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Early the next morning, Tracy woke me up to inform me that a man was waiting for me outside her room.
‘’he said his name is Kelvin. I guess someone directed him to my room when he checked yours’’ she explained softly, leaving me indecisive on whether to ignore him or confront him.

‘’I think the best thing is to hear what he has to say. You can still leave the suitcase with me’’ she suggested like a caring wife and I had no choice than to follow her suggestion, even though deep down I had a little strange fear in me.

‘’I hope involving Tracy in my mess won’t harm her in future’’ I said to myself as I went out to confront Kelvin over again.

Episode 8

Jude’s side of the story continues

I walked out of Tracy’s room to meet Kelvin who was patiently waiting for me. He smiled at me while I looked down with a frown.

‘’listen Jude. You have to quit behaving like a baby and act like a man. If there is anything you wish to say to me, better say it now’’ he demanded with a strong voice. I looked up at him, breathing heavily.

‘’what are my father’s documents doing in your room?. You said you knew nothing about his death but it doesn’t look so’’ I poured out bravely. He drew closer and touched my left shoulder.

‘’listen Jude, supposing I killed your dad, I wouldn’t need you for anything and you wouldn’t be alive today to question my integrity. You just need to think deeply. Why would I give you my house keys if I’m actually guilty like you think? Boy I’m just trying to help you get to the root of your father’s death. If he was actually killed, then you have to know that the murderer is still free out there and you can’t find the person without my help. Inside the suitcase, there is a signed cheque in there. That’s the lead I’m currently following. You have to give me back the suitcase’’ he explained and demanded seriously. I shook my head and staggered back.
Yes his words were totally convincing, his motive seemed genuine but I still had my reservations. I wasn’t willing to give him back the suitcase so easily. I had to study the contents of the suitcase first and I was yet to do it thoroughly.

‘’I will give it back to you but not now’’ I breathed. He shrugged with resignation.

‘’suit yourself. But how about the deals we stopped halfway the other time?. The money is supposed to come in by Monday and we still have a lot to do. You have to come over to my place for us to get done with it or are you no longer interested?’’ he asked curiously while I nodded.

‘’yes, let’s go to my room. I will freshen up and we will go to your house together’’ I answered, leaving him with a sigh of relief.

‘’a friend of mine is among sponsors of a beauty pageant going down this coming Sunday in Abuja. He gave me two VIP tickets and I know you will love to go with me’’ he offered as we walked to my room, leaving an innocent smile over my face.
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I spent the next three days in Kelvin’s house where we worked tirelessly to close a fraud deal worth 15million naira. Yes it wasn’t an easy deal, and the cost of even pulling it was close to 5million naira, not to talk of the percentage his partners were to take out of the deal.
By Saturday evening we flew to Abuja where we were hosted by one of Kelvin’s rich friends.

‘’Edu is now a big time car dealer. You can’t believe two years ago, he had nothing but two shirts and a trouser but now look at him. He has up to twenty graduates in his payroll’’ Kelvin whispered to me with a proud smile.
Yes I was totally impressed by everything he was opening my eyes to.

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Sunday evening, we found ourselves inside an exquisite hotel in the heart of the capital city. The whole environment looked like an entirely different world. I just felt so small in the midst of celebrities, business moguls, fashion designers, TV presenters and politicians. The whole place was just amazing. The show was yet to start when we arrived.

‘’you have to act like you belong here. You have your American upbringing with you. This is the place to showcase it well’’ Kelvin whispered to me with a smile of accomplishment.

For no reason he chose a table already occupied by a very beautiful light skinned lady, who sat alone, with her eyes glued to her phone. However as we approached the table, she raised her eyes to meet my stare and the moment our eyes met, it was as if the world suddenly stopped revolving. She looked so gracious, so charming and so beautiful. She looked quite older than me but it never stopped me from getting greatly attracted to her that instant.

The lady on her own part left her eyes on me longer than necessary, as if she recognized me from somewhere.

Deep down I knew my story was about to change, but what I didn’t know was if it was changing for good or for bad.

Episode 9

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’hi hope you won’t mind us joining you?’’ Kelvin asked the young lady politely. She smiled, throwing him a quick look.

‘’nope I won’t mind sitting with two handsome young men. I’m all alone’’ she answered pleasantly, throwing another quick look at me.

‘’my name is Kelvin and he is Jude, my cousin who just arrived from the states. I’m trying to show him around the country’’ Kelvin said with a smile, trying to start a conversation with her but then her attention was more on me and after Kelvin introduced me, her eyes kind of brightened more.

‘’are you from Colorado?’’ she asked me curiously. I shook my head nervously.

‘’no I grew up in Arlington Virginia’’ I answered nervously. Her eyes instantly fell.

‘’oh I’m sorry. I mistook you for someone else. You resembled an old friend of mine’’ she said with a smile while Kelvin looked on silently.

‘’anyway I’m Mrs. Pamela, wife of a serving senator’’ she introduced herself, leaving me shocked with the revelation. Yes I knew she was very sophisticated and rich but I never imagined her to be the wife of a serving senator, moreover she looked quite young to have a serving senator as a husband. Nevertheless she was a very friendly lady and I kind of had a very strange desire to be with her.

‘’why do you look so surprised?’’ she asked me.

‘’no nothing, just that your husband is a very lucky man’’ I replied softly. She laughed and said nothing else.

The event soon started, capturing our attention. We didn’t say much to each other until she got up to leave three hours later.

‘’I can’t stay any longer. I have to leave now. You can call me up later’’ she said with a smile, offering a business card to me before walking away. I threw a quick look at Kelvin who stared at me with an open mouth.

‘’I guess she has something for small boys. Imagine ignoring me and paying every attention to you’’ he joked as I took a quick look at the business card.

‘’I like her very much and I just feel like being with her. I don’t know why I’m feeling this way’’ I confessed.

‘’you feel nothing but lust. She has a great body but she’s married. She’s married to a senator. Get that into your head’’ he advised and changed the topic without knowing that deep down I had plans for the beautiful lady.

‘’how old do you think she could be?’’ I heard myself ask Kelvin as we left the event hours later. He stared at me suspiciously before shrugging.

‘’Between twenty six to twenty eight years old. She’s quite young’’ he answered with lack of interest, but for me Pamela’s image stuck in my head and refused to leave. It really was my first time of having such strong desire to be with a woman.

We returned to Owerri the next day and yea I returned with Pamela’s image in my head. If not for one thing, I would have thought what I felt was love but perhaps Kelvin was right. What I felt was lust instead.

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Tuesday afternoon, Kelvin transferred one million naira to my account.
‘’that’s your share for a well done job. The money got in yesterday and you know we have to work harder for another pay. Please use the money wisely. And save as much as you can’’ he advised me with a smile.
I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe myself. I couldn’t believe I could make so much money by only by sitting at home, working with a computer. I felt on top of the world. It was the first money I ever earned with my sweat.

I quickly rushed to the bank, withdrew thirty thousand naira and headed straight to a boutique where I bought a fancy gown and necklace for Tracy. I equally bought fried rice, chicken and ice cream from a fast food joint close by. My plan was to surprise her with the gifts and equally make use of the opportunity to apologize to her. Because all through the weekend I ignored her calls and messages due to the fact that I had no tangible excuse to give her on why i was away from school and I still badly needed her friendship and help.

I headed straight to the hostel with all I bought, hoping to buy her with the gifts. But it was a miscalculated effort because she shut the door on my face the moment she noticed I was the person knocking on her door.

‘’listen Jude, I don’t know what is going on with you anymore and I don’t associate with any guy who doesn’t take his future seriously. You just have to forget about our friendship. We have nothing in common any longer’’ she shouted from her room, leaving me stunned.

‘’this isn’t the way to treat a friend. At least you should have offered a listening ear to me first before concluding things in your mind’’ I shouted back, banging on her door. She opened the door once again, this time holding the suitcase I left in her care.

‘’you have to take your dad’s stuff. I don’t want it in my room anymore’’ she breathed as her eyes fell on the things I bought for her.

‘’I know you are angry. And you have every right to be angry with me. But please leave my dad’s stuff out of this. I left it in your care for a reason’’ I begged.

‘’just get out of here please’’ she muttered, sighed and shut her door again. Her action r4eally annoyed me in a way because she wasn’t my girlfriend even though we shared many things in common. I simply turned and returned to my room with all the stuffs I bought for her, regretting ever spending my money on them.

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The next day, Tracy carried on with her attitude of the previous day. She simply ignored me even though I prepared for school very early because of her and without her company in school I felt out of place and had to leave before the second lecture of the day.

The next few days would have been extremely boring for me if not for Pamela who turned out to be a very free and jovial lady. After reaching her on phone where I introduced myself all over again, she kind of became very free with me, to the extent of adding me up on her social media accounts. She was mostly active on bbm.

In no time we developed a very strong bond. I told her almost everything about myself, though I lied about my age by claiming to be twenty six years old.

‘’and what are you still doing in the university. Hmmm I really thought you were within the age range of twenty two to twenty four’’ she had asked when I lied to her about my age.

‘’my dad wanted me to study in Nigeria by all means, something I kicked against and had to spend two idle years at home before succumbing to his wish’’ I lied further.

But not only did I open up to her about myself, she equally opened up about her life to me.( Though, she never really told me everything about her life). However she told me of her fears, plans and dreams. She equally opened up about her marriage life by telling me that she was nothing but a second wife to a senator from the northern region.
‘’My dear it isn’t easy getting your life back after sacrificing a lot to get to the top.’’ Were the exact words she typed the evening she told me about her marriage life. I didn’t push further with the conversation but I knew she had lots of problems going on with her marriage and even though I had lots of questions to ask concerning her background, religion and so on, I kept them all aside because they were none of my business. All I wanted was a good time with her; A very risky adventure.

Yes and I kept my dealings with her away from Kelvin

Episode 10

Jude’s side of the story continues

As days passed by, the bond between Pamela and I grew stronger and the desire to be with her took control of my sense of reasoning and soul. In one of our late night phone calls, I finally popped the question.
‘’how do we see again?”
it was a question I used everything in me to ask. I couldn’t even breathe out of nervousness after asking the question.

‘’hmmmm why do you want us to see again?’’ she asked after keeping quiet for some seconds.

‘’we have a lot in common and I just want to spend a good time with you’’ I murmured, not sure if I gave the right answer.

‘’but we have been spending a lot of time with each other chatting and speaking daily on phone’’ she muttered, perhaps trying hard not to appear desperate or cheap.

‘’yes but that’s on phone. I want to see your face and be able to touch it’’ I answered, while she let out a short laugh.

‘’aren’t you scared of me?. Hope you still remember who I’m?’’ she asked softly.

‘’yes I very well do. You are a very charming, attractive and beautiful lady that I will do anything to be with’’ I replied quickly.

‘’hmmmm anything?’’ she asked.

‘’of course anything’’ I quickly breathed.

‘’I will be coming down to Asaba on Saturday for a wedding. Tomorrow I will send you a text message with the name of the hotel I will be lodging in after the event. All you have to do is book your own room at the hotel, when I get back from the event; I will invite you over to mine. Hope that’s okay for you?’’ she asked, leaving me extremely overjoyed.

‘’yes that’s very cool’’ I muttered with great passion. I couldn’t believe I was about having such a high class chick so effortlessly.

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I really couldn’t wait for Saturday to arrive. I was so nervous and anxious. I did a whole lot of shopping the next few days, buying new sets of clothes and Jewries. Yes I had the money to throw about, thanks to Kelvin.
However on Friday afternoon, Kelvin paid a visit to my hostel without even notifying me that he was coming. He came into my room unannounced, really surprising me with his presence.

‘’what’s up with you?. Are you still angry with me over the suitcase issue or what?. Imagine throughout the week you never bothered to check up on me or even call?’’ he asked suspiciously while I searched for a good reply to give him but found none.

‘’anyway I came to collect the suitcase to continue my investigation on what could have led to your father’s sudden demise. Yesterday morning, hoodlums broke into your father’s compound and ransacked his house. I believe they were looking for something and it could be the suitcase. So you better hand it over to me now unless you have a better plan’’ he demanded. I couldn’t believe my ears.

‘’’You mean my dad’s old house was ransacked yesterday?’’ I stammered the question. He nodded.

‘’Yes and that’s the more reason why you should trust me. Now get the suitcase’’ he demanded once again.

‘’but what do you plan doing with it?’’ I asked.

‘’I already told you that I had a lead I was following before you soiled my plans. I have the experience to decode the contents of that suitcase. It’s your property but you have to trust me’’ he answered convincingly. I breathed deeply and stood up.

‘’the suitcase is with a friend. Let me go get it’’ I answered to his surprise, quickly heading out to Tracy’s room with a fast pounding heart. It really was the first time I was going over to Tracy’s room after she shut the door on my face and equally refused granting me any attention in school days ago.
I really didn’t know what to expect from her and I prayed for her not to embarrass me again. I hate being embarrassed.

Tracy opened the door seconds after I knocked. She looked extremely surprised to see me. It very much showed on her face.

‘’hey’’ she greeted .

‘’I came to collect the suitcase’’ I said with a cold smile.

‘’what for?’’ she asked seriously, taking me by surprise with the question.

‘’I thought you no longer care?. Why ask?’’ I breathed seriously.

‘’is that what you think?. That I no longer care?. All I want you to be is a better man but you just don’t want to be the type of man I want you to be’’ she poured out, shaking her head.

‘’I cannot change who I’m because of you. You said I’m no longer worthy to be your friend and that’s fine by me. You can go find another guy you can mould into an idol’’ I said a bit harshly. She drew back, went into her room and returned with the suitcase.

‘’take it. You can go to hell for all I care’’ she breathed fiercely, throwing the suitcase into my hands but as I looked at her face, I saw that it was greatly colored up. I noticed that she was fighting hard to hold back tears from appearing in her eyes. My heart instantly softened. I couldn’t take seeing her hurt.

‘’why are you always being hard at me?. You always like to control my life?’’ I kind of stammered.

‘’because, because’’ she breathed, shook her head and shut her door on my face without completing the sentence.

To be continued

Season 1

[Edoman]

SHADES OF LUST Episode 1-20


Episode 1

In front of an uncompleted one storey building, stood a boy of about twenty three years old. He was standing in front of a fresh grave, holding a candle with his right hand as tears fell from his eyes.

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My name is Jude Ibeh, a half Nigerian, and half American. Yes I used the term because my mother was a white American while my father was a Nigerian, however I never got to know my mum because she died when I was two years old leaving me solely under my dad’s care who did a good job raising me up. All I inherited from my mother was her skin color and smile.
I grew to love my dad with all my heart even though we disagreed on many things because he was so traditional and had a sort of old school mentality. He believed a lot in tradition and wanted me to accept all his beliefs which never went down well with me.
I was forced to return to Nigerian for my university education after high school without caring for my feelings. Yes Nigeria is a great country but the temperature, attitude of the people and everything about the country never suited my lifestyle.

I was admitted into Imo state university to study industrial chemistry and it really was hell for me. The lecture rush, the intonation of lecturers, the overcrowding of lecture halls, the noise and the struggles really left a sore taste in my mouth. I simply managed to pass over to my second year with lots of carryovers and yes the second year was equally stressful but much better because I was slowly adapting much to my dad’s pleasure.

But on my third year when I was finally about becoming a full time Igbo boy, my dad left me all alone in the world. He returned to Nigeria on March 1st 2012 for a little business but never lived to see the next day. You can’t imagine the shock I had when I got a call from one of my uncles that my father was dead. That he died in his sleep.
I simply couldn’t believe my ears. It sounded so unreal and unbelievable but on getting home I found out that the only person I had in the world was gone. My life instantly came to a standstill. I just felt like killing myself and leaving the world as well.

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My dad’s burial was quickly organized by my uncles who didn’t give me any say in the matter since I wasn’t yet recognized as a man. I knew my dad was murdered but I had no evidence. I had no money. I equally wasn’t man enough to challenge anyone.
I simply was in a tight corner and all I did was observe and cry out my heart.

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After the burial, I was left all alone to manage and cater for myself. I just didn’t know what to think or where to start reorganizing my life. I wasn’t good at any type of hustling. Menial jobs just weren’t for me and my uncles never seemed to care.
My dad equally never left much for me apart from the uncompleted building at home and the little he had left in his bank account after the burial ceremony.

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As I stood before my father’s grave, crying out my heart. I was at lost. I was so empty and alone. I never knew life could be so difficult and mean. I badly had the urge to abandon my studies and return to America but none of the options before me looked easy.

I felt a strong hand land on my shoulder. I turned to see one of my senior cousins smiling at me. I looked at him and swallowed hard. Kelvin was the only person who cared of my well-being during the course of my father’s burial but then his father was equally one of my uncles that I was suspecting over my father’s strange death which made me not to trust his kind gestures towards me.

Kelvin was around twenty eight years old. He looked quite rich and had two expensive cars that rolled people’s eyes but then no one could say exactly the business he was into and he never cared what people felt about his source of wealth.

‘’I know how you feel right now. I know you think the world is nothing but hell. I’m here to help you. I’m here to turn you into something you never imagined you would be. Stop crying for your dad. He is already done. It’s now left for you to continue his legacy. You are going back with me to the city and I will teach you how to survive in a Nigerian way.’’ He said with a smile while I curiously stared at him a bit confused over his words.

‘’How to survive in a Nigerian way’’ I muttered over and over to myself as I stared at him.

Episode 2

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’are you for real?’’ I asked breathlessly as a new kind of relief filled my entire being. I wasn’t expecting such generosity. It really came as a great surprise to me.

‘’we will leave for the city in two days. You will stay with me until you get your spirit back’’ he answered, tapped my shoulder and left with a smile. And that was how I became very close to Kelvin.
We left the village two days later and headed to his house as he promised. He owned a very cute bungalow, well furnished and designed with superior taste.

‘’this is my house. I pay no rent to anyone’’ he revealed as we walked into the plush apartment, leaving me gasping with disbelief as I imagined how much he’s worth.

‘’this is not only my home but yours as well. In no time you will understand a lot. You will get answers to the questions I know running through your young mind’’ he said with a savvy smile. I shrugged and smiled at him.

Kelvin’s side of the story

My uncle’s death really came as a great blow to me. He was the only uncle that encouraged and regularly sent me money when I dropped out of school due to my stupidity years ago.
Before his death, he confided in me that he planned returning permanently to Nigeria to run a business. He never told me the details of the business or who was helping him with it. Hence my great surprise to learn of his death, just a day after his arrival to the country.
Yes it definitely looked like murder to me even though the medical report obtained said he died of natural causes. I was just so helpless and couldn’t do a thing than to observe as my father and uncles speedily buried the unfortunate man, leaving his young son who really didn’t know much about life or Nigeria to fend on his own.

Jude was more of an American than a Nigerian. The color of his skin, his voice, his behavior, the way he walked and everything about him was just American. I took pity on him and had to offer him a life even though what I was offering was a life of crime but then with it he could maintain his rich lifestyle, finish his education and be a good man.

So what exactly do I mean by a life of crime?? Hmmmm

Yes having dropped out of school, my parents cursed and left me on my own. I had to survive. I had to do everything to make money and of course I succeeded.

I had to join some friends in yahoo scam, we lied, we duped, we robbed unfortunate victims but it never stopped there. We upgraded to kidnapping and oil theft. In two years I had a house in Owerri where I based, plus a very fat bank account. The easiest way to make real money was through crime but it equally was the easiest to die.

Young Jude had the looks, the charms and the brain for business. Everything about him was good for business and as his new guardian, my job was to take care of him and help him to the top via any means.

Nevertheless I still had my doubts. Jude looked so tender and gentle. Somehow I was scared if he could really live up to expectation.

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HOURS LATER;
Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’Thanks Kelvin for everything. You are the last person I expected to help me’’ I said to him with a heart filled with gratitude as we enjoyed an evening meal in a very plush fast food joint. He smiled and nodded.

‘’so tell me, are you a virgin?’’ he suddenly asked, leaving me totally embarrassed. I almost choked with embarrassment.

‘’come on be free with me” he urged with a short laugh. I shrugged with hesitation as my school life flashed back to my head. I never had a girlfriend but my affluent lifestyle and look really left a dozen girls on my speed dial.

‘’no, I’m no virgin’’ I stammered softly. He laughed and offered his hand for a handshake.

‘’that’s good’’ he surprisingly said, leaving me wondering what he asked the uncomfortable question for.

I had my doubts about Kelvin but he was a very likeable parson and the only one that offered me what no one else cared to offer me. I had to be strong and focused to survive and dig out those behind my father’s death.

Episode 3

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’So how about I arrange a girl to cheer you up?’’ Kelvin suddenly suggested, putting a tempting offer before me. I quickly shook my head.

‘’I just buried my father. No I don’t need a woman now’’ I breathed with a frown.

‘’that’s cool, but you should learn how to put aside your grief and move on with life’’ he advised softly. I sipped my drink, kept quiet for a while before throwing him a very curious look.

‘’my father was murdered. Do you have any idea who could be responsible?’’ I asked, leaving him extremely surprised with my question. At first he looked quite shocked but quickly composed himself.

‘’actually I have no idea of what exactly led to your father’s death but supposing I have something about that, I won’t tell you because you are in no position to do anything about it. You have to first relax, face your life, survive before asking questions unless you wish to die at a young age’’ he answered guardedly , leaving me shrugging with resignation.

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‘’I really want you to join my line of business. That’s the only way you can survive, make enough money to pay your bills and live a much fulfilled life. You see I run a string of networks that cut across multimillion Naira scams, forgery, gambling and so on. I have been doing it for years and yes I currently have everything I want in life. I shouldn’t be telling you all these but I think it’s my responsibility to open a good road for you. Your dad helped me when everyone turned against me. I have to reciprocate that gesture but I don’t know how strong you are’’ he breathed as we headed home minutes later.
I threw him a quick look, unable to say a word. Of course crime is something that always sends a chill through an innocent man’s heart. I felt suddenly cold.

‘’apart from the car your dad left behind, how much money do you have left?’’ he asked. I shrugged and breathed deeply.

‘’it’s not much. It won’t even last up to five months’’ I answered. He smiled.

‘’I easily could pay your school fees and support your education but after that what next?. Having a university education is no longer a guarantee of getting a good job. Most graduates now end up working at factories and workshops of school drop outs like me. Believe me, if you can be a part of my network, you will have a company of your own within four years’’ he said seriously.

‘’but why are you telling me all these bro?. You know we are not that close for you to be opening up to me this way?’’ I asked curiously. He smiled.

‘’yes I know but I always follow my heart and this time it led me to you’’ he answered.

‘’but what truly are the chances of being caught?’’ I asked.

‘’hmmm well I sincerely can’t say because no one in my network has ever been caught. We don’t pull any deal without first making sure it’s safe. We have people in every key country and bank. You have nothing to fear bro’’ he answered, leaving me totally convinced. I breathed deeply and nodded.

‘’fine I’m good to go” I breathed, leaving a very big smile on his face.

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I ended up spending three weeks at his house and what a hectic three weeks it was. I learnt a lot. I learnt that social networks just weren’t there for chatting alone, but also a very good fishing ground for scam victims. I learnt the act of fishing, profiling, packaging and presentation. I learnt to assume many identities. I even learnt some foreign ways of communicating. I learnt a whole lot with Kelvin who used the first three weeks I spent with him to teach me the secret behind online scamming.

At the end of three weeks I returned to my hostel to see if I could continue with my university education from where I abandoned it months earlier.
I returned to school a different person. I returned to school with a different mindset.

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My hostel mates all rushed into my room the moment they learnt I was back to pay their condolences. I had lots of questions to answer and no matter how hard I tried to be free with them; they all noticed that I was changed.

One after the other they soon left, finally leaving Tracy and I alone in my room.

Tracy was my course mate and someone very dear to me. She really helped me a lot in my first year and equally was very helpful in my second year.
I had to move over to my current hostel earlier in the year just to be closer to her. But my feelings for her were simply pure and harmless. I saw her as a very innocent girl who never deserved to be harmed and I never for once had any strange or bad ideas for her.
Even when I had sharp quickies with other girls, I made sure she never got to know about it. She was the only girl that understood me. But for the first time in my life, I was very uncomfortable being alone with her.

‘’you lost your dad and you never invited anyone to his burial, including me. I only got to hear about it from a course mate. And now you are acting so strange and different. What’s really going on?. You can still confide in me’’ she demanded, drawing close to hold my hand. I looked away, avoiding her gaze for no just reason. Her presence made me feel totally uncomfortable.

‘’I lost my dad. He was killed. I have no one else. I’m all alone in a country that is still a bit foreign to me. I have bills to pay. My school fees, hostel rent, test book, feeding and everything. Why won’t I look different with such problems bugging me?’’ I asked breathlessly.

‘’I understand. That’s why you should always confide in me. I’m not from a poor family. We can always find a way out, just like we did in our first year. ‘’ she said tightening her grip on me. I quickly broke free from her, stood up and breathed deeply.

‘’never mind, I already have found a way out. I have a new means of taking care of myself’’ I said without thinking, leaving her staring at me with great astonishment.

‘’what in the world are you talking about. Can you put me through please?’’ she demanded like a caring wife, leaving speechless as I instantly searched for a lie to cover my outburst but couldn’t find any.

I really liked Tracy but I had to keep some things from her to retain her respect.

Episode 4

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’listen Tracy. I’m no longer the spoilt good for nothing rich dude you used to know. I’m now nothing. I’m now nobody. I can’t even afford to take you out or buy lunch for you like I used to do in the past’’ I confessed for no reason, leaving the young girl totally shocked with my comment.

‘’are you trying to insult me or what?. Are you trying to say that I have been your friend all these while for your money or what?. I see you have nothing to talk about. You know where to find me when you get a grip of yourself’’ she replied with great energy, hissed and headed to the door. I instantly regretted every word I said to her.
It really was the first time she was getting angry with me. I kind of felt it.

‘’I’m so sorry for attacking you. I just haven’t been myself since I lost my dad and returning to the hostel really disorganized my head. I’m sorry’’ I apologized.. She stopped, turned and faced me.

‘’sharing your feelings, confiding in someone you trust can be helpful in your present condition. I suggest you talk to me. Open your heart to me. Share your feelings with me’’ she demanded soothingly, drawing close to me once again. I bit my lips and stared at her for some seconds.

‘’You won’t understand how I feel right now’’ I breathed, staring deep into her eyes.

‘’My dad was murdered. I was told he died in his sleep but that’s a mystery I’m so eager to unravel. My uncles all teamed up and organized a quick burial without considering my feelings with the pretence of cutting costs. My dad was in the country for a business he told me he was setting up the last time we talked. He equally had plans of completing his house in the village and marrying a new wife. No one has been able to give account of how his money grew winds or why he died so mysteriously. Now out of nowhere, one of my cousins is offering to help me stand on my feet. But I don’t trust him. I feel there is more to his help. I was with him for three weeks and he taught me stuffs that I never knew were real, Stuffs that I’m so ashamed to talk about. Here I’m so confused, so empty and so tired of life’’ I poured out solemnly, covering my face with my palms. Tracy drew closer, took down my hands and searched my eyes for a while before surprising me with a hug. And yes I badly needed the hug.

‘’you have every reason to be suspicious and concerned. You have every reason to seek for the truth but you are not yet ready for such because if indeed your dad was murdered, it means the murderer is still out there observing your movements. You have to let it go for now at least until you finish your education’’ she advised softly.

‘’you said your cousin is teaching you stuffs?. What exactly is he teaching you?’’ she suddenly demanded, throwing me off balance with her question.

‘’Tracy please don’t ask me that question. I beg of you. Let’s just forget about all I said to you’’ I begged softly. She stared at me suspiciously before shrugging with resignation.

‘’you have to be careful Jude. I hope no one is trying to manipulate or put you in trouble after murdering your father’’ she breathed, leaving the idea embedded in my heart as we stared at each other.

‘’perhaps Kelvin could really be behind my father’s death’’ I wondered for the umpteenth time as Tracy’s eyes met mine.
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meanwhile @joe’s Gym, works layout,
Kelvin’s side of the story continues
(Inside the gym; Kelvin and his friend Joe are seen having a heated discussion. The two guys have been friends for a long time)

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‘’so I hope your young cousin is learning very fast?’’ Joe asked me.

‘’yes the boy is a quick learner. He has the brain. But seriously I do feel guilty for his father’s death. You can’t believe the man called me to be with him the day he arrived town but I couldn’t honor his invitation because I was busy with Cynthia. I feel the man was murdered and perhaps I would have prevented it supposing I honored his invitation to be with him’’ I confessed with great guilt.

‘’jeez’’ Joe breathed.

‘’I feel so responsible. You can’t believe that the man’s money and everything just disappeared without a trace. He confided in me before coming to the country that he was setting up a business in Nigeria. I don’t have details of the business or names of his partners. His death was just so clean and untraceable’’ I added, shaking my head.

‘’he died in the village?’’ Joe asked. I nodded.

‘’yes and that’s the most confusing thing. The man always spent the night in the city whenever he was in the country but I was surprised that he spent the night in his small old house in the village. You know the old house behind the new building?’’ I explained to Joe who nodded silently.

‘’whoever killed him will have me to battle. Tomorrow I will be going to the village to confront my father. I feel he is hiding something with his brothers’’ I resolved while my friend shrugged.

‘’you are not good at playing the good guy. I hope you don’t fail in this new quest of yours’’ he grinned, lighting up a cigarette as I looked down with great worry.
 To be continued 
Episode 5

Kelvin’s side of the story continues

Early the next morning, I headed to the village to confront my dad. Deep down I was extremely anxious. A part of me needed the truth while another part of me was scared of what the truth could reveal. I prayed for my dad not to be involved in the silly scandal. Of courses his involvement would affect my plans and everything I stood for.

I just wasn’t myself as I drove into our compound that early morning. I arrived home quite on time to join my parents on breakfast. Dad was of course so surprised with my unannounced visit and as soon as we were alone, he threw the first serious question.

‘’I know you aren’t here for breakfast, so what brought you home this early?’’ he asked curiously. I smiled, studying him keenly.
My old man really was a nice man who had the best plans for me. He wanted me to be a medical doctor. He wanted me to be the first doctor in the family and when I dropped out of school, he was so totally devastated, to the extent of washing his hands off me.
However when I left for the city and started making my money, he was forced to tolerate me once again, even though the pain of disappointment was still very much in him.

‘’it’s because of Jude that I’m here dad’’ I breathed while he drew back with concern.

‘’how about him?. Don’t tell me something happened to him?. You know I was glad when you took him to the city’’ he muttered anxiously.

‘’the boy is fine but I just want to know how his father really died and why you guys hurriedly buried him?’’ I asked curiously.

‘’oh not again’’ he breathed looking down.

‘’you know the boy’s father was a brother i cherished the most. He never kept anything from me till his death. I was with him the evening before his death. He spoke of many things. He told me about a shipping business he was about starting in the country. He equally told me about the lady he planned marrying. Yes the lady was with him that evening. He introduced her to me but I really didn’t pay a very close attention to her because of my bad eyesight. But she’s very pretty and a bit advanced in age. She looked about thirty to thirty three years old. Things played out so fast my son. In the morning we discovered my brother dead and all alone. The woman wasn’t there and there wasn’t any way to find her and you know leaving my brother’s body in the morgue for such investigation could drag on to a year. Who would foot the bills?. Moreover the hospital we took him to said he died of natural causes. We had no choice than to bury him’’ he explained while I shook my head with anger.

‘’dad I’m totally disappointed. You and your brothers just buried one of your own like a dog just because of this silly excuse. Can I have the keys to my uncle’s house?. I know you still have the spare?’’ I demanded with a raised tone, leaving him indecisive for some seconds. He finally rose up, went to his room and returned with the keys.

‘’find the woman and perhaps, you would get all the answers you seek’’ he said with a solemn tone as he handed the keys over to me.

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I quickly headed to my late uncle’s old house to see if I could find anything that would lead me to the mystery woman. I made my way to his room and calmly searched every bit of it. All I could find was his suitcase which had many documents inside. I couldn’t go through the documents that minute, instead I grabbed the suitcase and left the house with it. My plan was to take my time in going through the documents in my house.

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I returned to the city two hours later, so anxious to go through the documents. The first thing that greeted my eyes as I opened the first envelope I saw inside the suitcase was a signed Cheque meant for a lady with the name ‘’JESSICA SIMON”. My hands shook as I stared at the paper, trying to come out with an idea. But I barely had the time to think out anything when I got a phone call from Cynthia that she was being detained at a police station.

‘’please come bail me dear. I can’t stand this place’’ she begged, leaving me with no choice than to abandon all I was doing and head over to the station to bail her a-s out.

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That very same day,
Jude’s side of the story

I stared at the huge lecture notes before me, clueless on how to photocopy all of them. I really missed a lot of tests and assignments even though Tracy did her best in covering some for me.

‘’I don’t how this semester will be. I give up’’ I breathed to an astonished Tracy.

‘’you just have to relax; little by little you will cover everything. Tomorrow we can start by meeting the lecturers you missed their tests to explain your situation.’’ She suggested.

‘’I have to go. I have to go cool off’’ I breathed, standing up.

‘’don’t tell me you are leaving the class?. It’s barely 12pm and we have lecture by 12:30pm’’ she reminded me but my mind was already made up to leave the class.

‘’we will see in the hostel. Just take care’’ I said to her, walked out of the class and headed to my dad’s car, where I relaxed for some seconds before driving away. I headed straight to Kelvin’s house to cool off.

On getting to the house, I found it locked, but I had the spare keys he gave me. I easily let myself in, fetched a can of coke from his fridge, switched on the TV and settled down to rest. When I tried changing the channel, I couldn’t find the remote and had to go over to his room to see if he left it there. But on getting to the room, a strange sight greeted me.
‘’I FOUND MY DAD’S SUITCASE AND DOCUMENTS SCATTERED OVER HIS BED’’ I couldn’t believe my eyes as my imaginations ran wild.

‘’how could I be so stupid to believe his friendly gestures?. Of course he killed my dad. This is strong evidence’’ I shook with great rage as I backed out of his room and headed to the kitchen to grab a knife.

To be continued.

 


 

Episode 6

Jude’s side of the story continues

After grabbing a small knife at the kitchen, I slowly calmed down to weigh the consequences of my decision. Yes I was determined to stab Kelvin. I was determined to kill him like he did to my dad but after killing him what next?, I asked myself over and over.

Of course I knew killing him won’t be any easy and covering the crime equally won’t be an easy thing. Then living with such deed in my conscience equally could kill me. I wasn’t a killer. It wasn’t in my blood. But I just couldn’t let him get away so easily. I so was totally convinced that he killed my dad for money. The suitcase and documents in his room were enough evidence to seal my mind.

I slowly went back to the bedroom, packed up the documents and headed to the sitting with the suitcase in my left hand. I really was confused. I just was in a hopeless state.
Luckily, I didn’t wait long before Kelvin walked into his apartment with a well built lady. His reaction on seeing me with the suitcase was so revealing. He simply froze with great surprise as his eyes fell on the suitcase. He couldn’t say a word. Of course what was there to say?. He wasn’t expecting to see me and so had nothing prepared to tell me.

It was my chance to strike him dead with the knife. It was the opportunity I needed to avenge my father’s death but as the opportunity stared at me on the face, I realized that it wasn’t easy to take a man’s life. My hand trembled but I held onto the knife strongly with my right hand while the suitcase rested strongly in my left hand.

The lady with him stared at me suspiciously, too stunned or perhaps confused to say a word.

I hissed, threw down the knife and walked out of the apartment without saying a word to anyone.

‘’Jude, please wait. I have to explain’’ I heard Kelvin beg as he ran after me but I wasn’t ready to listen to him. I wasn’t ready to listen to his explanation. I couldn’t bear listening to his reason on why he killed my father.

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Kelvin’s side of the story

I really wasn’t pleased going to the police station to bail out Cynthia but it was something I had to do in order to continue enjoying the numerous benefits I had with her. Cynthia was a seamstress and a big time trouble maker. A no nonsense lady who was scared of no one, but then she equally was as strong as a tiger on bed which made her very precious to me. Anytime we had s-x, it was nothing but a competition on who would get tired first. She really was very valuable to me and her sexual prowess made me blinded to her faults even though sometimes I was forced to meddle in to her business just like I was being forced to come bail her out from police custody.

On getting to the police station, I learnt she was involved in a fight with a neighbor who threw dirty water in front of her shop. It really was a little issue which dragged into a fight, forcing a police team passing by to cash in on the opportunity to make some money by detaining the two women.

I ended up spending five thousand naira I never planned spending.

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‘’I’m so sorry dear. I’m sorry for making you spend your hard earned money this afternoon. It’s just that the silly girl refused listening to my pleas to stop throwing dirty water in front of my shop. Imagine after washing her plates and cleaning up her restaurant every morning she would throw the water in front of my shop because she comes very early in the morning when no one will see her. I just couldn’t take it anymore and had to slap her’’ Cynthia apologized and explained as we left the police station but my mind wasn’t on her explanation. All I wanted was to go home and get done with the documents I was in the process of checking out before I was invited to the police station.

‘’I know you are very angry with me?. I’m very sorry. How about we go to your house and see who has the strongest appetite for s-x today?’’ she pushed on, arousing me with her words as her left hand slowly reached for my trouser zip, putting a smile over my face.

‘’hmmmmm, let’s get home first’’ I breathed and softly pushed off her hand from my trouser.

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The joy on my face however disappeared the moment I walked into my apartment to see Jude holding the suitcase with one hand and a kitchen knife with another hand. I simply was at lost on what to say or do. I wasn’t expecting him; I wasn’t prepared in any way.
I knew I was wrong to go through his father’s things without first consulting him. I knew he had every reason to feel bad and suspicious but then all I did was done out of good faith, moreover he was too young to understand. I tried to talk but just couldn’t.

Luckily, he threw down the knife and ran out of the apartment with the suitcase which had the evidence I needed in investigating his father’s death, forcing me to run after him with no success. I returned to my sitting room to face Cynthia who had a thousand and one questions to ask me but I was in no mood to speak to her.

Jude really was spoiling things without realizing it.

Episode 7

Jude’s side of the story continues

I returned to my hostel to cry out my heart. I couldn’t believe all I just discovered were real. Kelvin was the only family I had left and discovering his deceit really left a great hollow in my heart. I was beginning to grow fond of him. I was beginning to feel at peace with him only to discover that he wasn’t clean after all. I felt all alone. I felt empty. I felt so sad. My heart yearned for vengeance but I was too scared and weak to confront him like a man.

‘’dear lord, you are all I got now’’ I prayed earnestly.

Tracy walked into my room an hour later with a frown on her face. It was very obvious she wasn’t pleased with the way I left school earlier in the day and the last thing I wanted that afternoon was a scolding from her. I quickly closed my eyes to avoid her gaze. She sat beside me on the bed, hesitated for some seconds before shaking me violently.

‘’so you left school just to come here and sleep?. That’s a very silly attitude. I’m far from happy with you’’ she breathed fiercely. I opened my eyes, stared at her for a while before sitting up.

‘’I went to my cousin’s house to relax , only to find my dad’s documents on his bed’’ I slowly said to her, pointing to the suitcase which was under my reading table. She gasped with surprise, reached forward and grabbed the suitcase.

‘’I couldn’t believe it. I felt he killed my dad for the contents of that suitcase and then tried to befriend me for a reason best known only to him. The painful thing is that I can’t do anything to him. I can’t report him to the police because I lack strong evidence. But I still believe he will come here with a story to convince me on letting go of the suitcase.’’ I slowly opened up to her.

‘’this is serious. I can’t believe this’’ she breathed.

‘’take the bag to your room. Hide it for me. I will figure out something soon’’ I breathed. She nodded, stood up and disappeared to her room with the suitcase. I fell back on my bed with tears in my eyes.

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Kelvin’s side of the story continues

‘’I know you won’t tell me what the scene I just witnessed was all about?’’ Cynthia asked, sitting on my laps. I shook my head and closed my eyes. My head just was filled up. I wasn’t myself after the incredible scene with Jude.

‘’sometimes you treat me as if I’m nothing but a call girl to you. I can tolerate anything but not being ignored. Very well, I’m leaving and don’t ever come looking for me again’’ she threatened, jumped off my body , grabbed her bag and headed to the door.

‘’I’m sorry my love. Don’t go away please’’ I forced myself to apologize, standing to meet her. She stopped, stared at me and smiled.

‘’the boy found his late father’s documents in my room and just over-reacted’ I explained. She nodded.

‘’I was investigating the man’s death and had to take some of his things without the boy’s knowledge which he found in my room. I guess he’s mind is running wild right now’’ I explained, while she came forward and threw her hands around my neck.

‘’you have to let him cool down first before explaining to him. By tomorrow, you can find a way to talk to him’’ she advised and kissed me. I licked my lips and unbuttoned her shirt.

‘’how about we play the match right here, right now. No holds barred’’ I suggested with a short laugh, taking off my shirt. She laughed and rolled her eyes.

‘’naughty boy, you want no holds by this time of the day?. I have my business to run jare. Let’s just do a quickie and that’s it’’ she muttered, taking off the rest of her clothes while I positioned myself for a quick d—-e quickie.

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Jude’s side of the story continues

By 9pm, Tracy and I were all alone in her room. We lay beside each other like happy lovers and it just looked as if we just had a great s-x even though we never kissed for once.

‘’you know you are the only person I now have. The only person I trust. I used to have my suspicions about Kelvin but I had to push everything aside and hope for the best. I really feel bad’’ I muttered with all my heart while she smiled and embraced me with great care, warming my heart with such wonderful gesture. I felt like making love to her there and then. I felt like caressing her hair and licking her dry but something stronger than passion held me back. Perhaps it was respect, perhaps it was the fear of hurting her. I simply swallowed the sexual hunger in me and closed my eyes.

‘’you just have to forget about Kelvin and sleep. We have lectures tomorrow’’ she added softly.

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Early the next morning, Tracy woke me up to inform me that a man was waiting for me outside her room.
‘’he said his name is Kelvin. I guess someone directed him to my room when he checked yours’’ she explained softly, leaving me indecisive on whether to ignore him or confront him.

‘’I think the best thing is to hear what he has to say. You can still leave the suitcase with me’’ she suggested like a caring wife and I had no choice than to follow her suggestion, even though deep down I had a little strange fear in me.

‘’I hope involving Tracy in my mess won’t harm her in future’’ I said to myself as I went out to confront Kelvin over again.

Episode 8

Jude’s side of the story continues

I walked out of Tracy’s room to meet Kelvin who was patiently waiting for me. He smiled at me while I looked down with a frown.

‘’listen Jude. You have to quit behaving like a baby and act like a man. If there is anything you wish to say to me, better say it now’’ he demanded with a strong voice. I looked up at him, breathing heavily.

‘’what are my father’s documents doing in your room?. You said you knew nothing about his death but it doesn’t look so’’ I poured out bravely. He drew closer and touched my left shoulder.

‘’listen Jude, supposing I killed your dad, I wouldn’t need you for anything and you wouldn’t be alive today to question my integrity. You just need to think deeply. Why would I give you my house keys if I’m actually guilty like you think? Boy I’m just trying to help you get to the root of your father’s death. If he was actually killed, then you have to know that the murderer is still free out there and you can’t find the person without my help. Inside the suitcase, there is a signed cheque in there. That’s the lead I’m currently following. You have to give me back the suitcase’’ he explained and demanded seriously. I shook my head and staggered back.
Yes his words were totally convincing, his motive seemed genuine but I still had my reservations. I wasn’t willing to give him back the suitcase so easily. I had to study the contents of the suitcase first and I was yet to do it thoroughly.

‘’I will give it back to you but not now’’ I breathed. He shrugged with resignation.

‘’suit yourself. But how about the deals we stopped halfway the other time?. The money is supposed to come in by Monday and we still have a lot to do. You have to come over to my place for us to get done with it or are you no longer interested?’’ he asked curiously while I nodded.

‘’yes, let’s go to my room. I will freshen up and we will go to your house together’’ I answered, leaving him with a sigh of relief.

‘’a friend of mine is among sponsors of a beauty pageant going down this coming Sunday in Abuja. He gave me two VIP tickets and I know you will love to go with me’’ he offered as we walked to my room, leaving an innocent smile over my face.
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I spent the next three days in Kelvin’s house where we worked tirelessly to close a fraud deal worth 15million naira. Yes it wasn’t an easy deal, and the cost of even pulling it was close to 5million naira, not to talk of the percentage his partners were to take out of the deal.
By Saturday evening we flew to Abuja where we were hosted by one of Kelvin’s rich friends.

‘’Edu is now a big time car dealer. You can’t believe two years ago, he had nothing but two shirts and a trouser but now look at him. He has up to twenty graduates in his payroll’’ Kelvin whispered to me with a proud smile.
Yes I was totally impressed by everything he was opening my eyes to.

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Sunday evening, we found ourselves inside an exquisite hotel in the heart of the capital city. The whole environment looked like an entirely different world. I just felt so small in the midst of celebrities, business moguls, fashion designers, TV presenters and politicians. The whole place was just amazing. The show was yet to start when we arrived.

‘’you have to act like you belong here. You have your American upbringing with you. This is the place to showcase it well’’ Kelvin whispered to me with a smile of accomplishment.

For no reason he chose a table already occupied by a very beautiful light skinned lady, who sat alone, with her eyes glued to her phone. However as we approached the table, she raised her eyes to meet my stare and the moment our eyes met, it was as if the world suddenly stopped revolving. She looked so gracious, so charming and so beautiful. She looked quite older than me but it never stopped me from getting greatly attracted to her that instant.

The lady on her own part left her eyes on me longer than necessary, as if she recognized me from somewhere.

Deep down I knew my story was about to change, but what I didn’t know was if it was changing for good or for bad.

TO be continued

Episode 9

Jude’s side of the story continues

‘’hi hope you won’t mind us joining you?’’ Kelvin asked the young lady politely. She smiled, throwing him a quick look.

‘’nope I won’t mind sitting with two handsome young men. I’m all alone’’ she answered pleasantly, throwing another quick look at me.

‘’my name is Kelvin and he is Jude, my cousin who just arrived from the states. I’m trying to show him around the country’’ Kelvin said with a smile, trying to start a conversation with her but then her attention was more on me and after Kelvin introduced me, her eyes kind of brightened more.

‘’are you from Colorado?’’ she asked me curiously. I shook my head nervously.

‘’no I grew up in Arlington Virginia’’ I answered nervously. Her eyes instantly fell.

‘’oh I’m sorry. I mistook you for someone else. You resembled an old friend of mine’’ she said with a smile while Kelvin looked on silently.

‘’anyway I’m Mrs. Pamela, wife of a serving senator’’ she introduced herself, leaving me shocked with the revelation. Yes I knew she was very sophisticated and rich but I never imagined her to be the wife of a serving senator, moreover she looked quite young to have a serving senator as a husband. Nevertheless she was a very friendly lady and I kind of had a very strange desire to be with her.

‘’why do you look so surprised?’’ she asked me.

‘’no nothing, just that your husband is a very lucky man’’ I replied softly. She laughed and said nothing else.

The event soon started, capturing our attention. We didn’t say much to each other until she got up to leave three hours later.

‘’I can’t stay any longer. I have to leave now. You can call me up later’’ she said with a smile, offering a business card to me before walking away. I threw a quick look at Kelvin who stared at me with an open mouth.

‘’I guess she has something for small boys. Imagine ignoring me and paying every attention to you’’ he joked as I took a quick look at the business card.

‘’I like her very much and I just feel like being with her. I don’t know why I’m feeling this way’’ I confessed.

‘’you feel nothing but lust. She has a great body but she’s married. She’s married to a senator. Get that into your head’’ he advised and changed the topic without knowing that deep down I had plans for the beautiful lady.

‘’how old do you think she could be?’’ I heard myself ask Kelvin as we left the event hours later. He stared at me suspiciously before shrugging.

‘’Between twenty six to twenty eight years old. She’s quite young’’ he answered with lack of interest, but for me Pamela’s image stuck in my head and refused to leave. It really was my first time of having such strong desire to be with a woman.

We returned to Owerri the next day and yea I returned with Pamela’s image in my head. If not for one thing, I would have thought what I felt was love but perhaps Kelvin was right. What I felt was lust instead.

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Tuesday afternoon, Kelvin transferred one million naira to my account.
‘’that’s your share for a well done job. The money got in yesterday and you know we have to work harder for another pay. Please use the money wisely. And save as much as you can’’ he advised me with a smile.
I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe myself. I couldn’t believe I could make so much money by only by sitting at home, working with a computer. I felt on top of the world. It was the first money I ever earned with my sweat.

I quickly rushed to the bank, withdrew thirty thousand naira and headed straight to a boutique where I bought a fancy gown and necklace for Tracy. I equally bought fried rice, chicken and ice cream from a fast food joint close by. My plan was to surprise her with the gifts and equally make use of the opportunity to apologize to her. Because all through the weekend I ignored her calls and messages due to the fact that I had no tangible excuse to give her on why i was away from school and I still badly needed her friendship and help.

I headed straight to the hostel with all I bought, hoping to buy her with the gifts. But it was a miscalculated effort because she shut the door on my face the moment she noticed I was the person knocking on her door.

‘’listen Jude, I don’t know what is going on with you anymore and I don’t associate with any guy who doesn’t take his future seriously. You just have to forget about our friendship. We have nothing in common any longer’’ she shouted from her room, leaving me stunned.

‘’this isn’t the way to treat a friend. At least you should have offered a listening ear to me first before concluding things in your mind’’ I shouted back, banging on her door. She opened the door once again, this time holding the suitcase I left in her care.

‘’you have to take your dad’s stuff. I don’t want it in my room anymore’’ she breathed as her eyes fell on the things I bought for her.

‘’I know you are angry. And you have every right to be angry with me. But please leave my dad’s stuff out of this. I left it in your care for a reason’’ I begged.

‘’just get out of here please’’ she muttered, sighed and shut her door again. Her action r4eally annoyed me in a way because she wasn’t my girlfriend even though we shared many things in common. I simply turned and returned to my room with all the stuffs I bought for her, regretting ever spending my money on them.

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The next day, Tracy carried on with her attitude of the previous day. She simply ignored me even though I prepared for school very early because of her and without her company in school I felt out of place and had to leave before the second lecture of the day.

The next few days would have been extremely boring for me if not for Pamela who turned out to be a very free and jovial lady. After reaching her on phone where I introduced myself all over again, she kind of became very free with me, to the extent of adding me up on her social media accounts. She was mostly active on bbm.

In no time we developed a very strong bond. I told her almost everything about myself, though I lied about my age by claiming to be twenty six years old.

‘’and what are you still doing in the university. Hmmm I really thought you were within the age range of twenty two to twenty four’’ she had asked when I lied to her about my age.

‘’my dad wanted me to study in Nigeria by all means, something I kicked against and had to spend two idle years at home before succumbing to his wish’’ I lied further.

But not only did I open up to her about myself, she equally opened up about her life to me.( Though, she never really told me everything about her life). However she told me of her fears, plans and dreams. She equally opened up about her marriage life by telling me that she was nothing but a second wife to a senator from the northern region.
‘’My dear it isn’t easy getting your life back after sacrificing a lot to get to the top.’’ Were the exact words she typed the evening she told me about her marriage life. I didn’t push further with the conversation but I knew she had lots of problems going on with her marriage and even though I had lots of questions to ask concerning her background, religion and so on, I kept them all aside because they were none of my business. All I wanted was a good time with her; A very risky adventure.

Yes and I kept my dealings with her away from Kelvin

Episode 10

Jude’s side of the story continues

As days passed by, the bond between Pamela and I grew stronger and the desire to be with her took control of my sense of reasoning and soul. In one of our late night phone calls, I finally popped the question.
‘’how do we see again?”
it was a question I used everything in me to ask. I couldn’t even breathe out of nervousness after asking the question.

‘’hmmmm why do you want us to see again?’’ she asked after keeping quiet for some seconds.

‘’we have a lot in common and I just want to spend a good time with you’’ I murmured, not sure if I gave the right answer.

‘’but we have been spending a lot of time with each other chatting and speaking daily on phone’’ she muttered, perhaps trying hard not to appear desperate or cheap.

‘’yes but that’s on phone. I want to see your face and be able to touch it’’ I answered, while she let out a short laugh.

‘’aren’t you scared of me?. Hope you still remember who I’m?’’ she asked softly.

‘’yes I very well do. You are a very charming, attractive and beautiful lady that I will do anything to be with’’ I replied quickly.

‘’hmmmm anything?’’ she asked.

‘’of course anything’’ I quickly breathed.

‘’I will be coming down to Asaba on Saturday for a wedding. Tomorrow I will send you a text message with the name of the hotel I will be lodging in after the event. All you have to do is book your own room at the hotel, when I get back from the event; I will invite you over to mine. Hope that’s okay for you?’’ she asked, leaving me extremely overjoyed.

‘’yes that’s very cool’’ I muttered with great passion. I couldn’t believe I was about having such a high class chick so effortlessly.

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I really couldn’t wait for Saturday to arrive. I was so nervous and anxious. I did a whole lot of shopping the next few days, buying new sets of clothes and Jewries. Yes I had the money to throw about, thanks to Kelvin.
However on Friday afternoon, Kelvin paid a visit to my hostel without even notifying me that he was coming. He came into my room unannounced, really surprising me with his presence.

‘’what’s up with you?. Are you still angry with me over the suitcase issue or what?. Imagine throughout the week you never bothered to check up on me or even call?’’ he asked suspiciously while I searched for a good reply to give him but found none.

‘’anyway I came to collect the suitcase to continue my investigation on what could have led to your father’s sudden demise. Yesterday morning, hoodlums broke into your father’s compound and ransacked his house. I believe they were looking for something and it could be the suitcase. So you better hand it over to me now unless you have a better plan’’ he demanded. I couldn’t believe my ears.

‘’’You mean my dad’s old house was ransacked yesterday?’’ I stammered the question. He nodded.

‘’Yes and that’s the more reason why you should trust me. Now get the suitcase’’ he demanded once again.

‘’but what do you plan doing with it?’’ I asked.

‘’I already told you that I had a lead I was following before you soiled my plans. I have the experience to decode the contents of that suitcase. It’s your property but you have to trust me’’ he answered convincingly. I breathed deeply and stood up.

‘’the suitcase is with a friend. Let me go get it’’ I answered to his surprise, quickly heading out to Tracy’s room with a fast pounding heart. It really was the first time I was going over to Tracy’s room after she shut the door on my face and equally refused granting me any attention in school days ago.
I really didn’t know what to expect from her and I prayed for her not to embarrass me again. I hate being embarrassed.

Tracy opened the door seconds after I knocked. She looked extremely surprised to see me. It very much showed on her face.

‘’hey’’ she greeted .

‘’I came to collect the suitcase’’ I said with a cold smile.

‘’what for?’’ she asked seriously, taking me by surprise with the question.

‘’I thought you no longer care?. Why ask?’’ I breathed seriously.

‘’is that what you think?. That I no longer care?. All I want you to be is a better man but you just don’t want to be the type of man I want you to be’’ she poured out, shaking her head.

‘’I cannot change who I’m because of you. You said I’m no longer worthy to be your friend and that’s fine by me. You can go find another guy you can mould into an idol’’ I said a bit harshly. She drew back, went into her room and returned with the suitcase.

‘’take it. You can go to hell for all I care’’ she breathed fiercely, throwing the suitcase into my hands but as I looked at her face, I saw that it was greatly colored up. I noticed that she was fighting hard to hold back tears from appearing in her eyes. My heart instantly softened. I couldn’t take seeing her hurt.

‘’why are you always being hard at me?. You always like to control my life?’’ I kind of stammered.

‘’because, because’’ she breathed, shook her head and shut her door on my face without completing the sentence.

To be continued