ALL IN A CIRCLE Episode 70 – 75 by dy9ty7
Chief Patrick retired into his study later in the
night to do some
every night rituals like he always does. He
switched on his computer and
opened a internet application which he was
working on the previous
night before he went to bed. He decided to
continue from wher he
stopped, so he scrolled to the history icon and
was suprised when he saw
two activities ahead of his last activity on the
system. His anger grew
further when he saw the target of the activity.
It seemed someone has tampered with his
computer and some of his
personal files. The person searching for ‘Eagle
team’ on google means
the person had uncovered his dirtiest secrets.
Something he has kept for
many years and he is ready to keep then until
death. But right now,
someone hold him to ransome and he needed
to find the person and
eliminate him or her. But the problem was
that, at the time he left home
in the morning, he left Kelvin, his son and
Onome, his long serving
housemaid at home and on his return in the
afternoon, he learnt Kelvin
was out but he met Rachel, his daughter-in-
law and Onome at home. He
remembered giving his suitcase to Rachel to
take into his study but he
knew Rachel could not be brave to check
around his study. She only tour
around his shelves of books.
He knew Onome is restricted from entering the
study unless he is
there in person, but today, he personally asked
her to give the suitcase
to Rachel.
Chief Patrick is now torn between accusing his
maid as the culprit or
his daughter-in-law. He knew if it was Onome,
he had no problem, all he
needed to do was shut her up by eliminating
her but if it were to be
Rachel, he has no option. Either he leaves her
to report to her police
husband or he eliminate her, something that is
unheard of.
But whichever ways, he’ll definitely end this.
He said as he stood up
and marched downstairs where Kelvin was
watching a live basketball game
in the living room.
“Kelvin, did you enter my study today?” He
asked as he descended the
flight of stairs.
“No sir.” Kelvin replied as he looked at his
father waiting for the
next question.
Chief Patrick on the other hand was looking at
his son trying to
detect his lies through his looks.
“Dad, is anything wrong?” Kelvi asked.
“Nothing is wrong. Where the hell is Onome?”
“In the kitchen sir.” Kelvin replied.
Chief Patrick angrily marched into the kitchen
but returned after two
minutes more angrier than ever.
“Why are you all lying? You claimed you
didn’t enter my study. Onome
said she is yet to step on the staircase today.”
Chief Patrick said
angrily.
“She may be saying the truth, you know.”
Kelvin said.
“Where is Rachel?”
“She is in the room sleeping. Are you accusing
her of entering your
study or tampering with whatever is in there?”
Kelvin asked.
“She was the one who took my suitcase in
there.”
“And does that mean she did something wrong
in there? You know she
can’t do such.” Kelvin replied.
“All the same, I need to ask her some
questions.”
“Fine, but you’ll have to wait till daybreak.
Remember she is
pregnant and she needs rest.” Kelvin said.
Chief Patrick eyed his son suspiciously before
marching out of the
living room angrily.
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Victoria reluctantly led her mother into her
room.
“Open your wardrobe.” The elderly woman
said.
With shaky hands, Victoria opened the
wardrobe and looked at her mother for the
next order, praying she doesn’t ask her to do
something else.
“Open the inner compartment.” The woman
said.
That was it, her most feared moment is here.
Its either she ignore her mother and be
prepared to leave the house or she open it and
be ready to face every member of her mother’s
extended family.
She looked at her mother with pleading eyes.
“Open it my friend.” The woman said raising
her voice.
She opened the inner compartment which was
stocked with three different guns, criminal
attires and some dangerous weapons.
“Can you explain?” Her mother asked.
“No….. no.” She stammerred.
“Fine.” Her mother said as she stormed out of
her daughter room crying.
“Mummy please, don’t go. Noooooooooo!” She
screamed as she slumped unto the bed and
cried her eyes out.
Episode 71
Victoria woke up the quite early this morning,
which is quite unusual
of her, considering the fact that she sleeps
late and wakes up late.
This morning was quite different because she
woke up with a headache and
a swollen eyes. After her encounter with her
mother, she had to cry
herself to sleep and waking up to the realities
of life, she knew its
only in a matter of time when evey member of
her maternal family will
stigmatize her. Because no one will want to
associate or allow their
children to associate with a muderer who
could end up being influenced
negatively by her.
This was the first time in three years that she
cried bitterly. The
last time she cried was when her boyfriend
broke her heart by cheating
on her with her best friend.
She stood up and walked into the bathroom to
wash her face. She opened
the door and slipped into the bathroom where
she re-emerged a minute
later.
“Good morning ma.” She greeted her mother
whose eyes were also
swollen.
Her mother ignored her greeting as she turned
to face her daughter.
“Come and sit down here.” Her mother said
patting on the bed next
to her.
Victoria reluctantly walked and sat down
beside her mother.
“Victoria, tell me why you want to destroy my
happiness?” The
elderly woman asked.
Victoria was quick to go down on her knees as
hot tears trickled down
her mother’s face.
“I tried my best to bring you up and make sure
you don’t lack
anything. Either parental or material. So tell
me why you think this is
the best way to repay me?”
“Mummy, am sorry.” Victoria said amidst
tears.
“I laboured day and night just to make sure
you have everything at
your disposal. You are not a kid when your
father sent us packing and
from the best of your knowledge you know he
doesn’t want to see you.
Your brother Clement is one of the finest
policemen we have in this
country while Kelvin is probably on course to
take over the large
business empire from your father. You are the
only girl and your father
doesn’t want to see you. How will you feel if
by next year, you are in a
top position and your father saw you giving
speeches at important
functions. He’ll be wowed and at once claim
your paternity which he once
denied.”
“Mummy please, forgive me.”
victoria wailed, this time louder.
“I had a different dream for you. I dreamt of a
wonderful future
when I had you but you are on track to turn
everything upside down. Tell
me how you will feel if your brother Clement
arrests you and you are
tried and killed? Victoria please, don’t make
me regret the day I gave
birth to you.” Her mother continued. This time
she has started crying
too as she knelt down before her daughter and
hugged her.
“Victoria please, promise me you will do away
with things like this.
Promise me you’ll live a live that glorify God,
promise me you’ll turn a
new leaf and change for the better.”
“Mummy, I promise you that I’ll change, I’ll
stop drinking, I’ll
stop partying and clubbing, I’ll stop every
wrong thing I engage in now
and change to that girl you’ve always wanted
to see.” Victoria said with
full sincerity as she tightened the hug and
cried on her mother’s
shoulder and vice versa.
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Kelvin woke up to his ringing phone. He
rubbed his eyes as he sat up
and rested his back on the head board of the
bed. He checked the caller
and discovered it was Abdul Maleek, his boss.
The time was 6:47am and
its quite unusual to recieve calls from the
corporation this early.
He picked the call.
“Good morning, my lord.” He said bowing
down a little as a sign of respect.
“You have an issue to trash out with the high
chiefs. Be here before seven thirty.” The
Sudanese terrorist said and hung up.
He wasn’t expecting this call or the task
involved. Driving to the base before seven
thirty is a task he never bargained for. A drive
which is almost an hour is to be completed
within thirty minutes. The early morning traffic
is another thing to beat and right now, he
can’t afford to sleep again even though he was
dead tired. He stood up and walked into the
bathroom. In a matter of minutes, he was out
and in five minutes, he was all dressed up as
he walked out of the house with no one
noticing and drove off to the basecamp.
Episode 72
Dolapo opened her eyes slowly as a result of
the early morning sun that
shone brightly in the room through the
window. She stood up and knelt
beside her bed to say her morning prayers.
“Good morning Tola.” She said immediately
she finished praying and
discovered Tola was awake and putting on her
nightie. Something she
ought to wear to bed.
“Dolapo. How was your night?” She asked.
“It was good and yours?” Dolapo asked.
“Not bad.” Tola replied.
Dolapo stood up and walked to the bathroom
where she returned a few
minutes later with an empty bucket.
“Do you have lectures today?” Tola asked.
“No, have you forgotten about the registration
for the seminar?
Moreso, remember we all agreed to pay
Darasimi a visit.” Dolapo said.
“Yes, yes. That’s true o. I forget things easily
these days.” Tola
replied smiling.
Dolapo unlocked the front door and made to
get out.
“Dollyp, please take tow buckets with you. I’ll
join you
downstairs.” Tola pleaded.
Dolapo picked a second bucket from behind
the door and walked out of
the room hoping to get to the tap downstairs
before anybody in the
compound even though she knew it is
impossible. Its either you meet ten
people standing with their buckets or you
meet twenty buckets with two
people watching over them and making
changes.
She was quite lucky today because, she met
her clique of friends.
Tokunbo and her roomates were standing over
the tap filling their
buckets.
“Good morning girls.” Dolapo greeted.
The girls all replied her heartily.
“My night was not bad.” She replied.
The girls allowed her to fill her buckets and
she took them upstairs
smiling. If it were to be other girls in the
hostel, she’ll probably be
there for one hour without filling her buckets.
Those Nursing students
will intentionally reduce the rate at which
water escape from the tap so
that their rather too big buckets will take
hours before they are full.
She still can’t figure out why those girls
behave like rascals, despite
the fact that they offer one of the most
respectable courses in the
school.
“Oh! you brought them upstairs for me. That’s
very nice of you.”
Tola said as she opened the door wider and
collected the two buckets
from her.
“I’ll be the first to take my bath o.” Tola said.
“No problem. Just don’t spend forever in there
or I’ll be forced to
join you.”
Tola took the smaller bucket with water and
walked into the bathroom.
Dolapo walked to Dayo’s side of the wardrobe
and opened it, she picked
two packets on noodles and two eggs as she
walked to the store turned
kitchen. She lit the stove and started cooking.
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Janet was busy in the kitchen preparing
breakfast for her boss.
So many thoughts were running through her
mind as she got busied with washing the
dishes as she played soft music on her phone.
She thought of how she will spen her total
booty. She’ll get a million and a half from
Rahaman’s team and single-handedly she’ll
get two million off her prey, Barrister Benson.
The thought of getting a whooping sum off her
boss seems tempting but she knew she had
little chances. Making calls in the same house
while her boss is around will arouse suspicion
and she is not ready loose on every end.
Now she will go back to school and finish her
degree then look for the right man to take her
to the alter.
Her ringing phone brought her back to the
reality. Checking the caller, she discovered it
was Benson.
“Do you now have my money?” She asked
immediately she picked the call.
She listened for a minutes and what seemed
to be a smile turned to a frown.
“You’ll hear from me soonest.” She said as
she hung up and switched off her phone.
She focused on what was cooking and just
when she wanted to take the pot off the
cooker, she heard as her madam yelled.
“Is this lady awake already?” She asked herself
as she walked out of kitchen.
“Frank, do what you have to do now. Pay the
eight million naira and get the police
afterwards. They should first come to my
house and question everybody. I know
someone living in this house did the job and I
am suspecting my gateman.” Sandra shouted.
Janet smiled. She is ready to pay the eight
million naira but slowly her smile was
replaced with a frown.
“Police questioning everybody? She is not a
good liar and so the police will be quick to get
her. I must device a plan.” She thought as she
returned to the kitchen.
Episode 73
Chief Patrick couldn’t sleep all through the
night, he sat out the
whole night in his study, thinking and making
plans of how his enemy
could be gotten. Just then he remembered he
had a score to settle with
Rachel. He is yet to question her.
He picked his phone and stood up, ready to
storm her room and ask her
questions about tampering with his private
things in the study then his
phone rang. He checked the caller, it was the
state governor.
“Your excellency.” Chief Patrick greeted.
“Your grace. Are you set for the rally?” The
governor asked.
“Rally? Which rally is that?”
“The party’s campaign rally at the stadium.
Also the picking of
nomination forms.” The governor replied.
“Oh oh. Now I remember. What time is it?”
Chief Patrick asked.
“Ten o’clock but you know as a member of the
party’s board of
trustees, you need to be at the party
secretariat as soon as possible.”
The state governor explained.
“I am well aware of that.” Patrick replied.
Just then the door opened and Onome peeped
in.
“Good morning sir. You have some visitors.”
Onome said.
“Who are they?”
“I don’t know them but Alhaji Gulak is there
with them.” Onome
replied.
“Oh! Gulak and his team. How many are
they?” Patrick asked.
“Three.” Onome replied.
“Get them something to refresh with. They just
flew in from Abuja.”
Chief patrick said and stood up as he walked
into his inner chamber.
A few minutes later, Chief Patrick descended
the stairs and joined his
visitors in the living room.
“Welcome the king.” A young man said
standing up as he hailed a
smiling Chief Patrick.
He exchanged pleasantries with his guest,
Chief Gulak, Mr James, a
former minister for foriegn affairs and Mrs
Olubunmi, a former lawmaker.
“Gulak, how do you do?” Chief Patrick asked.
“I am good. I came here with these two people
to make their
nitentions known to you.” Gulak said.
“Intentions? Lets hear it.”
“Go ahead James.” Gulak said to the young
man who couldn’t be over
forty yet.
James stood up and paid homage to the
political leaders and started
talking. He ended his rather long speeches by
declaring his intention at
running for a seat in the senate. While Mrs
Olubunmi wants to contest
for the governorship election in Ogun state, a
state in the south-west.
“Gulak, let me see you in camera.” Chief
Patrick exhaled and said to
him.
Thetwo elder walked out of the living room.
“Gulak what’s the meaning of this?” Patrick
asked.
“I don’t understand.”
“Why will you want these people to get
nomination forms?” Chief
Patrick asked.
“I thought it was the agreement of the party
chieftains. I was
denied the chance to contest for presidency
because the incubent
president wants to run for a second term and I
was offered consolation
by nominating two candidate who will get
automatic tickets from the
party elders.
I was
denied the chance to contest for presidency
because the incubent
president wants to run for a second term and I
was offered consolation
by nominating two candidate who will get
automatic tickets to any
political post except the presidency and we all
know Olubunmi and James
are my long time friends.” Gulak explained.
“But we both know James can’t go to the
senate. He is from Oyo south
and my candidate is supposed to represent
Oyo south in the senate come
the next election.” Chief Patrick said.
“There is no way I am changing that. You cna
use your influence and
get your candidate a guber ticket so that
James can take the senate
ticket.” Gulak replied not smiling.
“No way I am doing that. My candidate is
going for the senate, let
James get guber ticket.” Chief Patrick said
angrily.
“There is no way I am doing that. The two of
them will pick up
their nomination forms today and don’t forget
that James is the man of
the president.He was once a minister and so,
you and your candidates
stand no chance.” Gulak said and walked
away.
“We’ll settle this when we get to the party
secretariat.” Chief
Patrick said to his retreating figure.
Chief Patricck knew Gulak would be his major
problem in the party
right from the time he decamped to the ruling
party with his swarm of
supporters. As a three time presidential
aspirant, they knew any party
that has someone of Gulak’s calibre is very
lucky and Gulak himself is a
great asset.
They treated him like a king until he made his
intentions known that he
wants to contest for presidency. Patrick with
his power and influence
blocked his path at bieng given the
presidential ticket.
Because he knew if Gulak should run for
presidency and win, his dominance will be
over. He will be unable to convince him like he
does to the incubent president who was naive
and young.
“I must do something fast to make sure Gulak
fail. The party will turn their backs against
him.” He thought as he followed him this time
smiling like nothing happened.
episode 74
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Sylvester in company of Ngozi and Charles
walked into Clement’s ward
each with a flower and a greeting card.
“Good morning Inspector.” Charles said
saluting.
Clement whose bandage was being changed
by a nurse smiled broadly
immediately he saw them.
“How are you doing this morning?” Sylvester
asked.
“Am good. How about you guys?” Clement
asked.
“Aunty Nurse we sight you o. Welldone.”
Charles in his ever playful
attitude said sitting down on the only
available chair in the room.
The nurse tidied up his arm, cleaned it and
applied a new bandage
while she disposed the old one into the waste
basket.
“The cleaner will be here to clean this place.
She’ll dispose the
waste basket.” The nurse said and made to
walk out of the room.
“Good morning ma.” She greeted Ngozi
smiling.
Ngozi smiled in return.
“Aunty nurse, you are good at what you do.”
Charles complimented.
“Thank you sir. You are good at what you do
too.” The nurse replied
smiling.
“Have you seen me in action before? She is
falling already.” He
asked.
The nurse ignored her and said somethings to
Ngozi who nodded and
smiled.
“Anyways, I am single, not searching but
availaible.” Charles said
to the Nurse who by this time was shutting
the door.
“What did she tell you? You two know yourself
somewhere?” Sylvester
asked.
“I met her yesterday and she was very polite
and friendly.”
“My type of girls.” Charles replied.
“What about your wife?” Clement asked.
“She has no choice. I am the man of the
house.”
Everyone in the room bursted into laughter
except Sylvester who knew
the last sentence was meant for him. Even
though he was not yet married,
but his wife to be has taken up the role of the
commander, such that
she yell at him at every given opportunity and
tosses him around like a
houseboy.
His colleagues who have witnessed the show
have in countless times
told her to man up because he is the man of
the house. And they knew in
every nonsense that Charles says, there is
always a sense in them.
“Lets get to the reason why we are here.”
Sylvester said changing
the topic.
The three police officers handed a bunch of
flower and a card to
Clement in which words of encouragement
were expertly written in each
card. He knew at once that it was the
handiwork of Charles who took his
time to learn decoration of paper works and he
could design anything
with his hands provided he had his ink in
place.
They all started gisting and laughing really
hard that even Clement
forgot his pains. They laughed more harder
when the said cleaner arrived
to clean the room. Charles wasted no time in
telling her how beautiful
she was and the girl decided to ignore him
because she thought he wanted
to make passes at him. Just before she left
with the waste, Charles
likened her beauty to the dirt she was carrying
and immediately he
announced his departure. He left with
Sylvester while Ngozi waited
behind.
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Onome has been in the kitchen since 5am and
she is still in the kitchen by 7:30am doing
every possible chores that exist in the kitchen.
“Good morning Ono.” Rachel greeted as she
strolled into the kitchen.
“Rachel, you are awake? Good morning and
how was your night?” Onome asked.
“It was good and yours?” Rachel asked as she
picked a piece of fried meat from the tray on
the kitchen table.
“Great. There is a problem o.” Onome replied.
“What problem?” Rachel asked sitting down on
a stool.
“Chief came to me yesterday and demanded to
know if I entered his study or touch his
things.” Onome replied.
“And what did you tell him?” Rachel asked
fearfully. Just yesterday, the fear she has for
her father-in-law had trippled and now she is
not sure if she can relate with him like she
used to before.
“I told her I didn’t enter his study. But I
remembered you using his laptop and
checking his drawer.” Onome said.
“Shebi you didn’t tell him anything or did
you?” Rachel asked.
“No.” Onome replied.
Rachel thought for a few seconds.
“Where is he now?”
“He went out with some of his political
friends.” Onome replied.
“I’ll be right back. Let me go and take my
bath and call my husband.” She said as she
left the kitchen with one place in mind. Chief
Patrick’s STUDY/LIBRARY.
Episode 75
Kelvin walked out of the building dressed in
an all black attire, that
covered every part of his body, even his head
was covered with the hood
and he had a pair of sunglass resting on the
bridge of his nose. The
backdoor into a Hummer Jeep was opened
and he walked into the vehicle
which zoomed off and a white Black Range
rover spot drove behind the
Hummer as they sped into the city. This is
surely going to be one of his
most dangerous and daunting task as he was
ordered to implant a bomb in
the vice president’s car. This was the order he
recieved from the board
at the Khal corporation and an assignment
which on a normal day ought
to be carried out by at least five armed men
was given to him alone.
How he wants to do this without being caught
is something he couldn’t
figure out. The best thing he could have done
is run away to a faraway
land but he knew he is being tracked he’ll be
gotten even before he
entered the plane.
The nature or the danger of the job was not
his problem, but the fact
that he was unprepared for this particular
assignment was enough to put
fear in him. A part of him assured him of
success while another part
assured him of success but with tribulation
and challenges. But
whichever ways, he will scape through.
“Drive in through the front gate. The range
rover will go in through
the west gate.” He said to his driver who just
nodded and minded his
business.
The car pulled up beside the security post and
two soldiers walked
towards the driver.
“Why tinted glasses?” One of the soldiers
asked.
“My boss doesn’t want to seen until he picks
up the nomination
form.” The driver replied as planned.
“Who be your boss?” The second soldier
asked.
“Barrister Nkem.” The driver replied expertly.
“Running for the senate right?” The soldier
asked.
“He arrived a few minutes ago in the hummer
jeep over there.” The
second soldier said pointing to a car parked a
few metres away.
“That’s his ADC and not him.” The driver
replied.
“Give us something then.”
The driver opened the drawer and removed a
bunch of naira notes and
handed it over to the soldiers who hailed him
as he was given a pass to
drive in.
The driver got down immediately he brought
the car to a halt and
walked towards the first hummer jeep which
the soldiers thought belonged
to Senator Nkem’s ADC.
“Guy.” Kelvin’s driver said knocking the tinted
glass.
The driver wound down the glass and turned
to face his colleague.
“Is everything set?” The driver asked.
“Yeah.” The second driver replied.
“Where is the Vice president’s convoy?”
Kelvin’s driver asked.
“The vip’s car park. Somewhere down there.
The turning on the
left.” The first driver replied.
“Which is his own car?” Kelvin’s driver asked.
“Its a black SUV with the plate VP.” The other
driver replied.
Since the vip car park is closer to he west
gate, Kelvin’s driver
decided to call the third driver who drove the
range rover to get the
car and get the security report.
“Guy. The black suv is parked in the vip’s
parking lot. It is
platted, VP. Get back to me as soon as
possible with the security
briefing.” Kelvin’s driver said as he walked
back toward’s Kelvin who by
this time had put on the dressing attributed to
Barrister Nkem. The
heat he felt was out of this world. He had his
tight crime dress
underneath the Nkem attire he was wearing.
Kelvin was suprised at the gullibility and
stupidity of the soldiers. They ought to know
that, Barrister Nkem is from River’s state and
ought to pick his nomination form from the
party’s secretariat in River’s state or in any
state from the south-south. He thought as he
stepped out of the car and walked towards the
vip’s parking lot.
The level of security up there was certainly
outrageous and he knew, no one will allow him
spend up to a minute in this part of the
stadium. He hid behind a space bus and
awaited the next line of action as scripted by
Abdul Maleek.
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