contract - Season 1 - Episode 64

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contract - Season 1 - Episode 64

“Thats what we ate yesterday. I’m making
sweet potatoes.”

“Then why did you ask me?” He asked
exasperated.

“So that you can think you have a say in
what I cook.” She shrugged and left, going
to the kitchen. He dropped his laptop on the
centre table and followed her.
“We’re going out tomorrow. Have you
thought of where you want to go?”
“Can we go to the beach? Please?” She
smiled broadly at him and he chuckled.
“Do you have a beach wear?”
“No. We didn’t buy that day.” She frowned.

“Okay. We can go. We’ll stop by the mall on
the way to get you a bikini.” He was the one
smiling broadly this time.
“Should I be worried?” She lifted an
eyebrow.
“If you want to go to the beach, I get to
pick your bikini.” He wiggled his eyebrows.
“Tobi! You’re so… ugh!” She complained
although she was laughing and he joined in.
“I promise you, it’ll be sexy.” He shrugged
and she laughed.
“Shut up you!”
…
“Wake up. We have somewhere to be.”
Abena said, shaking Tobi who was still
asleep.
“Go away. It’s too early.” He mumbled.
“Stand up jare! We have a beach that’s
calling my name.”
“Beaches don’t talk. Now go away. It’s 5:30
in the morning. We’re not leaving till like
ten.” He grumbled.
“Yes but we have to get ready. And pack all
our stuff, and eat breakfast, and you still
have that stupid morning run, and we also
have to stop by the mall first.” Abena
whined.

“Shut up. Your voice is disturbing my sleep.”

She stood upright and placed her hands on
her waist. She looked towards the bathroom
and was about to go there.
“If you pour water on me ehn, you won’t
even see sand.” He threatened.
She stomped her foot on the floor like a
child and folded her arms against her chest.
Then, lightbulb.

“Tobi. If you stand up right now, you’ll pick
my bikini when we get to the mall.”
He stood up immediately.

…
“I’m so excited. Aren’t you excited?” Abena
asked.

“Yes I am. And very sleep deprived too.” He
grumbled while opening the store room to
bring out umbrellas and other things they
would need at the beach.

“You’re such a grouch.” She laughed.
“How can you be so happy when you woke
up that early?”

She shrugged and then her phone rang. She
looked at the unknown number before
answering the call.

“Hello?” Tobi had entered the store room.
“Yes. Abena? This is Francis.”
“Oh. Hello. Is there a problem?”
“No. No problem. Is Tobi there?”
“Yes. He’s with me.” She replied, confused.

“Oh good. I just cracked your case.” She
heard him say in a very excited tone.

“Oh!”
“Yes. Your mother was poisoned when she
had dinner at her best friends house. She
was poisoned by your step mother.”
Abena’s hand suddenly felt sweaty and the
phone dropped, breaking into pieces on the
floor. Tobi ran out of the room worriedly.
But he was too late.

She fainted, and fell down the stairs.
Tobi ran after her, down the stairs, and
crouched beside her, checking her for any
wounds while he called the doctor.
“Yes? This is Mr. Ademi. Send an ambulance
to my house right now!”

He held her to him, shaking in tears, then
something caught his eye.

Blood trickled out from between her legs.