My Madam And I - S01 E128

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My Madam And I - S01 E128

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 128

Two days after arrival still Ruth hasn’t said a word to me. I decided to visit my abandoned house and know what it’s shape had become.

A neighbour saw me walking in and happily welcomed me. He tried to enquire why I left, of which i know he’s aware of the ordeal. I immediately started suspecting that he wanted something to gossip about, even though I allowed my countenance speak volume of how i detest the question he asked, yet I said nothing and walked away leaving him standing.

I made to open the entrance door, but it was opened. This made me scared. I looked around not knowing what I was looking for in particular. And then I closed it back and went downstairs to my neighbour living in the first flat.

“hello”. I greeted the first daughter who came to get the door. She was five years old. ” is your daddy in?” I asked.

She nodded and went in. A few minutes later her dad, the man who opened the door for me the last time I visited, when hunted by Sandra’s ghost.

” hey mike”. The averaged dark man greeted.

“Hey Samson. Please who came into my house? I tried to open the door with my key but found it was opened”. I asked.

” are you serious?” Samson said opening his protector.

He came out in just boxers and followed to my entrance. We observed it carefully to know if it was forcefully assessed, but it seemed very much okay.

We both walked in circumspectly into the sitting room. Every thing was how I left them. We searched each room opening every wade rope and everything seemed okay.

Samson then put his hands on his waist thinking. And thereafter asked.

“The last time you ran off like a ghost was chasing you, did you close the door with a key?”

And now I couldn’t remember. My subconscious is programmed to always lock the door up with a key. And so I said.

” I think I did. I must”.

He looked at me thoughtfully and then said.

” change the lock”.

“I’ll do that immediately”. I said.

I thanked him as he made to leave, and I saw him off to the door as we enquired about each others wellbeing and families but he never brought up the event of the day before I left.

I was back to the apartment. It was messy as I left it. I picked up some of my belongings that littered on the floor and dropped them on the chair. I was about to rest a little when someone knocked on the door. I called for who it was and a familiar voice answered. So I sluggishly went to get it.

” Hey Mike!” Said another neighbour of mine that leaves at the other flat upstairs. ” I heard your voice, so i knew you were around”.

” yeah bro, please come in”. I said and gave way for him.

Immediately we settled in the sitting room, he went straight to the point.

” My brother, what kind of mess are you into?” My neighbour asked.

” how do you mean?” I asked only Because I wanted him to tell me how much he knew.

” come on bro! After that cult fracas , you and your mum disappeared. I even heard you were in the fight yourself”. He said.

I sat back with my hands on my face. I sunk in the information I got with agony on my heart. Meaning that everyone knows I was involved.

” and that is not all bro, police men have been coming to ask after you. The other day, some strange looking guys gave us nightmare standing in watch for no one else….i suspected it was you”. He said.

I sat up and asked.

” when was this?” I asked.

” just a day before yesterday”. He said.

” did you get to see what they looked like?” I asked feeling awful in my tummy.

” yeah..they were five or so”. He said searching through his thought. ” I think one had a Lon scar on his jaw. And one was young….”. I interrupted.

” does he keep afro with no beards?”

He nodded, looking at me with a ‘ how did you know ‘ written on his face.

I sat back and scratched my head. Am back to face zika’s boys again. I looked at the puzzled face of my neighbour and asked irrationally.

” do you know any strong voodoo man?”

He looked shocked to hear this and then his face suddenly relaxed as he pulled himself closer to me and whispered.

” I think I know one”.

I was surprised to learn he knows one. I wasn’t expecting him to know any because I always see him going to church.

” as a matter of fact, I can testify of the potency of his work”. He said. And studied my face, then added.” See, this life is spiritual bro, you must be fortified always. I believe in god oh, but I also believe in fortification, hope you understand?”.

I nodded just to stop him from feeling guilty. Then I asked.

” when can we see him?”

He looked at his watch and then to me. Hesitated a little, and I added.

” please, my life I in danger”.

He looked out through my window behind him and back to me.

” I think we still have time. Lets go now…but you will transport me”. He said.

I agreed, and we both stood up and stepped out.