Must Read: Honorable Secretary (18+)

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Must Read: Honorable Secretary (18+)

She smiled at me again.

“Three months ago, Dad’s doctors gave him a maximum of eight more months to live. He still wanted to be avenged and made me promise to deliver his enemy to him as a final gift before he gives up the ghost. Only then would I have his blessing to inherit everything he had worked for. For me the motivation was not even the money, but the chance to pay back the person who had caused my Dad so much pain and who also tried to get me killed.”

Japhet interrupted her narration from where he sat.

“That was when former madam’s former lover made contact with us. He was looking to not only get out from her clutches, but also for the opportunity to make something tangible from it. As it turned out, he was also motivated by revenge, as he hadn’t forgotten how she had his then pregnant girlfriend tortured and killed, so that he could leave Akure and follow her to Abuja.”

Karishika sat stone face, her fingers softly tapping out a silent rhythm on the chair’s armrest as sin after sin was mentioned. I couldn’t believe my ears, the woman had made too many enemies and dragged me right into the middle of her storm.

“We probably should thank you bro.”
Japhet’s statement was directed at me.

“Me? For what?”

“You got under her skin and in her mad pursuit of your butt0ckz, she got careless. That allowed us get close enough without her suspecting any foul play.”

“Well…”

“I’m grateful to you for being there, just waiting for me to find you.”

That was Toyin. I kept my mouth shut.

Much later, I watched as they bundled Karishika into a waiting van enroute to her ‘judgment’ in Abuja. She looked crestfallen and resigned, like someone who’d already accepted her fate and was prepared for the worst. I actually felt pity for her at that moment, but she had made her bed much earlier and was now going to lie on it whether she liked it or not. There was nothing anybody could do about that. Toyin (or Laraba) was going to accompany her on the journey to personally deliver her to her ailing Dad, and then come back to Lagos where I would be waiting. It was not without reason that I declined her invitation to come along for the trip; I didn’t want any blood on my hands.