Don't! Look Closer - Episode 7

 

They travelled for a while in silence and Ireti adored the moment until Bayode began his rants about her mischievousness. She refused to take the bait to have another squabble with him. Well, if she didn't intend to talk, he finally found the way to get to her because, in a short while, her voice escalated as she pelted him with insults. If one could find words on the body of the receiver, Bayode might have been disfigured by her vulgar words but she didn't relent . He had removed the lid of her basket mouth and she would suffocate him with her foulness.

Suddenly, he swerved to the side of the road and stepped out of the car. She realized what he intended to do and it occurred to her that she had gone beyond her boundaries. So, she held tightly to the seat. Nothing could get out of the car. Bayode marched to her side of the car and swung it open, while a big scowl configured his face.

"Get off! You’re cursed. Your day is cursed".

She shook her head and held on to the chair as if it was her saving grace. Her eyes dashed from the surroundings to the place they were. If what she saw in the place were true, she couldn't remain alone in the place filled with forest and tall trees. Funnily, they all chose that period to remain still just as the sound of people cracking sticks got to her.

"Please

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. Just help me home. I don’t like you but I trust you".

He scoffed. "Have I also told you that your mouth is uncouth? You are rude. Just leave. Get down".

That was the height of it. She couldn't stand him for talking to her as if he gave birth to her. Despite the wealth and affluence of her father as well as the authority he should have wielded over, her father respected her and never talked to her in such a demeaning manner. Nothing could have been as disastrous as that.

She climbed down the car but refused to give him room to lock the door until she knew her stand. Bayode moved to the side and waited for her to move out so he could close the door of the car but she held on to it with all her strength. She hated the situation she was in. Whoever those kidnappers were, she couldn't help but pray that ill luck ruins each of their endeavors. Firstly, they made her keep up with the ego of Bayode and then they made her miss the opportunity to get enough money from her father.

She dialed her father's number and watched with trepidation as Bayode fought the urge to pull her off his car. He continually twisted his head from side to side and the only thing she could assume was that he was battling his demons. She knew how repulsive she could be if she wanted to be and also knew nothing could move her from her present position. Her phone vibrated.

"Daddy! Help me!"

"Baby girl! Where are you?" Her father asked.

She heaved, knowing it would take her a lot of convincing to prove that she had been kidnapped. "I was kidnapped".

"Liar!"

"I should have called mummy".

Her father scoffed.  "She doesn’t think. I do. Let’s hear your lies".

 I escaped. Someone helped me". She then proceeded to explain everything to him and the way Bayode decided to leave alone on the empty scary road.

Chief George shouted, "Are you serious? Who dares kidnap my child?"

His behavior mystified her. She didn't need him to care about her at that point, all she needed was for him to either send a rescue team or talk some senses into Bayode.

"Daddy, leave that one. The guy is refusing to bring me home. He wants to dump me on the side of the road".

"Is he insane?"

"I'm thinking so too".

"Give him the phone".   

Ireti wheezed and pointed the phone at Bayode. "My dad wants to speak with you".

He shook his head and gestured that she left the side of the car. "I’m not talking to anyone. Just leave".

Nothing could hurt her than what she needed to do but at that point, none of her array of wealth could be as powerful as his stance. So, she chose to do it anyway. "I’m sorry".   

He stared at her for a few seconds. "Good! Your brain is working…"

"If I…" She started saying but paused. They both stared at each other. But for what had happened, she might have spurted out every detail of imperfection about him and how it hurt her to be at his mercy.

"Talk. You were saying? Say something and end your chance".

Bayode collected the phone. "Hello!"

She shook her head at the thought of her father saying her mother wasn't a thinker. He had always belittled the smartness and craftiness of Ireti and her mother. If life had done it better, he probably would have made Kike his daughter. She had overheard him at numerous times telling his business partners how much he loved Kike because she had proven she was of their blood. That always aggravated Ireti but she had no jurisdiction in her father's company and wouldn't want to go through the gruesome methods that involved the production of the money. To her, Kike acting like their factory worker could continue in the production of money for the family while she remained the heir. Most times, the thought of that gave her hope and made her ignore her father's snide comment. Kike displayed overzealousness but Ireti would be the fox, looking for a loophole. She had to remain the fool so that her father wouldn't see her coming from another corner. Despite the failure of her kidnapping, she still had more craftiness in her purse.

Bayode eyed her and said, "Yes sir. But she won’t stop talking to me as if I’m her slave. So, I’m dropping her here".

She wished to snatch the phone off his hand and drive off but she couldn't pull the phone off his hands and still have the time to lock every part of the car just to escape. Moreover, she couldn't point to their present location on a map. Bayode argued with her father and finally accepted that he would leave her if she acted rudely to him again. Thus, he pointed the phone to her and trudged towards the driver's seat.

She hurriedly talked to her father to be assured of her fate. "Thank you. Hello! Daddy! Please, I don’t know what you told him but let him keep doing it".

"Yes, my dear. He has agreed to bring you home.

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. Just come home safely and don't abuse him".

She wished she could abstain from give him a good description of how obnoxious he was. Nothing could ever happen between them even if he was dying. She used to be a good girl, one that rarely talked but when she got to the University, her parents ensured she became friends with some rich spoil saucy twats. Although she had her way of making snide comments but being there with those girls made her blossom like a flower. She became an expert in berating others and making them stay in their places.

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Like before, everyone from the group awaited the next post. It had been silent after the last person updated that he would be among them soon. The group members, at their different locations, were on the lookout for something positive. Their plan, like always, was working. And they all waited for the one everyone named "T. Horse". And it came at last:

Ready for extraction.

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