Don't! Look Closer - Episode 8

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Bayode drove on and she couldn't even remember if they travelled that far when they were kidnapped. After what seemed like forever, they drove into their street. She had never wanted to get home like she did that moment. Bayode reduced the pace of the car and parked outside their home. Her parents, Kike, Ayo and Tolu awaited her return. She had every inclination to jump on both Ayo and Tolu to injure them for their betrayal but she held her calm as she climbed down . Moreover, everything about her spelt tiredness.

Tolu shifted from side to side like a water lily. She wondered why Bayode refused to drive into their compound. Others would have killed to enter their compound but the egoistic idiot refused to enter their compound. Well, she was aware that her father will give him a certain amount of money and she will pay people to help her siphon the money from his account. With every ounce of strength remaining in her, she could vouch for Kike that she would have people to handle the case. Eventually, they would share the money in the ratio fifty, thirty, and twenty.

Her mother rushed towards her and in fact helped in the opening of the door. As expected, her mother cried like a baby. “Ah! My daughter

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. God. I thank God o”.

She rolled her eyes in disgust. At the moment, the only thing that mattered to her was a hot bath and a long sleep. Yet, she couldn’t let the situation at hand pass without her making them run for her life. After her recuperation, her fury would destroy the lives of the two that betrayed her. “What are those two doing here? How did you get here? How did you get out?”

They looked morose. She flipped her hand and walked by her mother’s side towards the open arms of her father. He had never found the time to hug her and there he was doing so. She remained in his arms for some seconds and couldn’t explain how she found solace in them. The last time she ever got such an opportunity was when she graduated and ran to hug him in appreciation of his help.

Chief tapped her back and urged her on by holding her shoulder. Then, he gently pushed her forward as he stared into her eyes. She saw a genuine appreciation in them. Luckily for them, the members of her street spent the majority of their rich lives in their various compounds; she would have been disgusted by the embarrassing situation.

Chief turned to Bayode. “My son, please, drives inside. I want to hear how it happened”.

Ireti smiled. She knew her father had the intention of getting to the root of the situation, to be sure they were truly kidnapped and she would bank on that for the next phase of action.        

“Dad! Hope you have the intention of giving him something?”

“Of course! I promised him something”, he replied as he strutted towards the frustrated Bayode.

“What did you promise him?”

“It’s between us”, Chief murmured and placed a hand over Bayode’s shoulder. That disgusted Bayode in a sort of way because his frustrated look changed to bewilderment.

Ireti turned to Bayode. “How much did he promise you?”

“Don’t worry”, Chief retorted and pointed towards Bayode’s car.

“Idiot. Don’t let him give you 100k. Because, if not for you, maybe he will be paying those people hundreds of millions”.

That rattled Chief. “You belittle me. I promised him a million naira”.

“I knew it. Ah! A million naira when you could have lost more than 100 million. Will 5 million or even 15 million naira do anything for you. You’re…” Ireti yelled and walked away but was stopped by Kike, who hugged her tightly. She felt like crying into her shoulder. The one they had always taken for granted had become the cornerstone of the family and had become her own most trusted ally. She needed her shoulder to make her feel she was back at home.

“I will increase it” Chief George shouted after her then turned toward Bayode. “My son, come in”.

“Sir, let’s do what we want to do here”, Bayode replied. Ireti couldn’t be more irritated.

“My son, don’t mind my daughter’s behaviors. Come in. Let’s talk. I want to know my enemies”.

Mrs George interfered. “The car is disfiguring the house. Bring it inside”.

Ireti moved out of Kike’s grasp. She had finally gotten the opportunity to rant her head off. She gave her father a cold glare and hoped he didn’t understand what she had running in her mind

“Jones! Jones! Open the barricade”, Chief George called.

Jones stepped out. “But boss! We’ve not scanned his car”.

Chief George nodded and glanced at Ireti. The look on her face said it all. He turned towards the ready Jones. “Open something before I terminate your job here”.

Ireti sighed and moved aside as Bayode drove into the house. With the pace of a snail, they entered the house and she slumped into a bed. Kike raced off to get her a cold bottle of Ciroc. Her mother always disapproved of it but she dared not give any of her crazy warnings at that moment. Mrs George owned a hotel that had been patronized by the high and mighty. From her experience as the owner of the hotel, she always believed taking alcohol would alter people’s state of mind.

Ireti became lost in her thought and didn’t realize when Bayode finished explaining how things happened. Her father probably didn’t believe and she didn’t care. All that mattered at that instance was for him to forward the money to Bayode’s account. She glanced Kike, who kept moving about in the house, helping out in one way or the other.

At one time, she came to whisper something to Chief and that made him look flustered. He whispered back at her, she nodded and whispered at him. Whatever she said brightened his face; he nodded, looked at her, shook his head in admiration and patted her shoulder.

“Do that”, he commanded loudly.

Ireti needed an out at the moment. But for a little respect for her parents, she would have been out of the parlour and in the comfort of her room. Then, Tolu started crying as she began to explain what transpired between her and Ayo. They went on their knee to beg her. She couldn’t look for a more degrading way of going down than what the two of them had done for her. Now, she would get to the club, when she was fully rested, look for any available orgy and return home drunk and wasted.

With her legs on her favourite wing chair, she clamped the cushion to her body and watched the event unfold. Her parents became the judge and the jury of the case, forgetting the agitated Bayode.

“What do you want me to do at this time? You all heard their journey and how it was. Let’s settle this some other day. They need to rest”, Chief George said.

“I’m really disappointed in you especially Tolulope”, Mrs George added.

That excited the anger in Ireti as she shook her head despondently. “And I took her like a sister”.

“I’ve told you to stop talking like a fool. Sisters do worse. Were you not here when your mother’s sister wanted to…” Chief grumbled as his hand caressed the artificial flower vase on a stool beside his seat.

Her mother shot him a killing look. “Ahn Ahn! Chief… We have a stranger among us”.

“There are no strangers… Who… They are all part of the… Oh! My son! He will soon be my son. The boy helped our daughter”.

Mrs George nodded and rolled her eyes. “Indeed”.

“But don’t assume things about family and what they can do. The only thing you should do is to express your disappointment with your friend”.

Ireti yawned. “Me. I’m tired”.

Bayode edged forward in his seat and glanced at Mrs George. “Please, can I use the toilet?”

Chief George nodded repeatedly. “Of course.

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. That’s why I insisted that you must eat here. My wife has big plans for you. Kike is cooking”.

Mrs George agreed with him. “Yes o. God will never leave you, and we too. You will see the true reward for helping our daughter even before God blesses you”.

Kike!!! Where are you?” Chief called.

“I’m in the kitchen”.

Ireti wished she could whisk Kike to her room for a full body massage. Chief turned to her and she would have loved to reject the offer but that would be the best chance for her to escape.

“Ireti, take your savior to the toilet”, Chief said. That hit her hard.

“God is my savior and I’m not returning to this parlour again. I’m fagged out”.

She rose and gestured for him to follow her as she heard her father say, “back to you two. What type of feeling could make you betray your friend? If you haven’t done that, my daughter will be safe”.

She hissed. She knew what he actually meant was that he wouldn’t be paying Bayode if nothing had happened.

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