EPISODE 18
Tania had thought that Bella was
responsible for her present
predicament because Bella was
the one she confessed to at the
point where she was about to kill
her. But then she had fainted and in the excitement over the
pregnancy news, she had
forgotten that Bella was still
among the living and had the
ammunitions to send her to jail.
So, she had thought she would call a lawyer and it would be her
word against hers. But then she
had overheard the conversation
between two police officers just
outside the door of the
interrogation room. They were in a confused state, like they were
waiting for something or
someone. They had been
whispering but she had heard
every word. One of the police officer was
telling the other that their hands
were tied until Skyby brought the
incriminating evidence. This
information had stunned her and
had hurt her, not because Skyby had used her for his personal
reasons, but because she had
been gullible and careless.
Therefore, when it was time for
her to make the call she was
entitled to, she called no one else but Skyby. Skyby was also thinking about
Tania, he realized that he had put
himself in a delicate position
when he slept with Tania. He had
been given an important
assignment of nailing Tania, he had done that but his
extracurricular activity was going
to jeopardize their case. If Tania
found out that he was
responsible for her arrest, there
was no telling what she would do. He had barely finished the
thought when his phone rang. He
thought it was his supervisor and
rushed to receive the call, but the
voice he heard on the other end
chilled him to the bones. Tania: “Did you really think I
would not find out?” she asked in
a cold and calm voice, that was
devoid of any emotions. Skyby: “I don’t know what you
are talking about” he replied. Tania: “You created this problem
for me, so fix it because if I do, I
will do it with you disgraced and
ruined. I can tell the world you
slept with me, I can even say that
you are responsible for my pregnancy, I can spin any tale I
want. Fix this now!” she ordered. Skyby: “Would you really
jeopardize your marriage?” he
asked playing any card to get him
off the hook. Tania: “I would do anything to
get out of this, my marriage is
over anyways. If my husband
finds out about this, he would
never trust me, so Skyby, I have
nothing to lose. Fix this or else you would have yourself to
blame” she retorted and hung up. Skyby flung his phone at the wall.
He hated himself for shooting
himself in the leg. If only she had
not been so irresistible and
daring, more than any woman he
had met, perhaps he would have managed to zip up his pants. Now
there was only one thing to do,
he had to fix the problem before
it fixed him for good. When Tania dropped the
telephone, she beckoned to the
officer standing guard outside
and asked to speak with the
officer in charge. Tania: “You guys have got to
charge me now or else I would
sue your asses. Show me what
you have got against me or let me
go” she shouted. The guard hurried to call the
detective in charge, he was the
same man who had designed the
plan, which involved Skyby, to
entrap Tania. He came in after
trying to call Skyby. He had barely spoken when Skyby walked in
with an envelope in his hand.
Tania looked at him wide eyed,
with mouth agape. She realized
that he had called off her bluff
and went ahead to submit the evidence. The detective snatched
the envelope and smiled wickedly
at Tania, who still had unbelief
written all over her face. But
when the detective slotted the
DVD into a player, his face contorted into fury. The file had
been corrupted and was showing
green and blue lines. He looked
up at Skyby and asked for an
explanation. Skyby: “I cannot understand this
sir, the file has obviously been
corrupted” he said, and caught
Tania’s smirk just before it
disappeared from her face. He
looked towards the window and saw the reason her smirk had
disappeared, her husband,
Damilola had come. Damilola: “Tania, what did you
do? Did you try to kill my son?” he
asked, staring wildly at her. Tania: “What are you even
yapping about, Dayo is your
son?” she asked, feigning
ignorance. Damilola: “You didn’t know” he
said incredulously like he didn’t
believe she didn’t know. Actually,
he thought she found out, that
was the reason she wanted to get
rid of Dayo, “if you didn’t know, then why did you try to kill him?”
he asked puzzled. Tania: “I should be asking you. I
have no reason to hurt Dayo, that
boy loved me, he is the reason I
wanted us to try for children
again, and guess what, it paid off”
she said, holding on to him desperately. Damilola: “What do you mean?”
he quizzed. Tania: “We are pregnant, and
these policemen don’t know
what they are saying because
they seem not to have any
evidence to prove their
allegations” she retorted, “Why would anyone think I would
deliberately jeopardize my life
and that of a little boy, for what?”
she emphasized. Damilola held his head wearily,
the news was met with mixed
feelings. He didn’t know what to
think, the police couldn’t have
arrested Tania unless they were
sure they had something concrete to nail her. Detective: “In absence of
evidence, you are free of all
charges” he said grudgingly. Tania: “And make sure this
doesn’t repeat itself or I will not
be so lenient” she said and
walked out of the interrogation
room, with Damilola on her heels.
She was walking so fast because she was afraid to face Damilola,
but he held her and spun her
around. Damilola: “What just happened
here? Why do they think you tried
to kill my son?” he demanded. Tania: “I was the one driving the
car, they probably think the
accident was deliberate. We
should be talking about our
baby” Damilola: “I am taking a leave
from work, I am going to
Oshogbo to stay with my mother
for a little while” he said, walking
away. It was Tania’s turn to run
after him. Tania: “Did you understand when
I said I am pregnant? What are
you even going to Oshogbo to
do, did your mother send for you,
isn’t that where you are coming
from?” she asked, holding on to him desperately. Damilola: “So many questions
Tania, I can’t deal with this right
now. Dayo was last seen in
Oshogbo, I need to look for him
before something bad happens
to him” Tania: “You are so worried about
Dayo, what about your unborn
child, do you even care what
happens to him or her?” Damilola: “That child is safe in
your womb, he or she has got
you, but Dayo has no one, he is
probably in danger as we speak.
I have to go look for him, this is
my redemption” he replied as they entered his car. Throughout the drive home,
Tania kept thinking of all Damilola
had said, it was obvious to her
that Dayo would always be
Damilola’s favourite child. Since he
found out about Dayo, he didn’t even care about having a child,
and now that she was pregnant,
Damilola didn’t care because he
had a son already. “Perhaps, I should finish what I
started. It is the only way to
ensure my child’s place in
Damilola’s heart” She pondered.
She brought out her phone and
typed a text which she sent to Skyby. Skyby fought his conscience over
what he did. He allowed a bad
woman go scot free of the law
just because he wanted to save
his reputation and career. He was
still thinking of his guilt when a text message buzzed in his
phone. He read it and he felt a
chill creep up his body. The text
was from Tania and she said; “I need your services in Oshogbo,
find Dayo and finish what I
started. You cannot refuse me, if
you do or announce my plans to
anyone, I will deny it and I will
make sure you lose everything you hold dear. I have proof of
our escapades” Her text read. Dayo had banged on the door of
the lemon painted house as he
was told, and when the security
man asked who it was, Dayo
responded in a frail voice asking
for help. He had to infuse emotion into his voice because his life
depended on the gate man
opening the door, if he didn’t, the
robbers would just kill him. Luck
was on his side because the gate
man was a compassionate person. When he heard the voice,
he knew it was that of a young
boy, and it sounded like the boy
needed help. He quickly opened
the gate and began to ask Dayo
what was wrong with him. He was too engrossed in asking
Dayo questions to which the boy
responded with nods and shakes
of his head, that he did not see
the robbers crouching in the
semi- darkness. Before he realized that he was in trouble, a
gun was pointing in his face. He looked at the boy and saw
guilt in his eyes, and then he
realized that the boy was part of
them. One after the other, the
boys trooped into the compound,
the leader, Stone had one hand on the trigger and the other hand
held Dayo by his shirt neck. They
used the gateman and entered
the main house where they
assassinated the woman of the
house and carted away millions of naira stashed in the house, and
jewelleries. Dayo: “Did you have to kill her,
you took away her valuables,
why take his life too” he cried,
hitting the leader of the gang. Stone: “Look here boy, we are
assassins under the guise of
robbers, we get contracts to kill
people and we cart away their
valuables to make it look like a
robbery gone bad. You helped us get into that house, you are as
guilty as we are” he said holding
his gaze. Dayo: “You forced me, you were
going to kill me” he cried Stone: “Stop this tantrum, you are
not a baby. When I was your age,
I was already on the streets
making money” Dayo: “I am already making
money, I like what I do, it is
honest and does not offend God”
he replied, wiping tears from his
eyes. He could see that tears were
not going to solve anything, these were hardened criminals,
who were not moved by tears. Stone: “How much do you make
in a day? With us, you can make
so much money and do whatever
you want to do with it. I heard
you talking to that gateman, you
sounded so real, you have got talent that we can use. Join us
and make good money” he said
and stretched forth his hand. Dayo: “Why can’t you just let me
go, I won’t cause you any
trouble” he begged, his pleas fell
on deaf ears. Stone: “Letting you go is not an
option, it is either you join us, or
we kill you. We cannot risk you
exposing us” he said, this time
with more menace. Dayo stared at him in confusion,
with tears beaming in his eyes. He
wished he could turn back the
hands of time, so that he would
avoid sleeping in that
uncompleted building, then he wouldn’t have come across these
destiny destroyers. He wanted to
be a doctor, not an armed robber
or an assassin.
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