TEMI {MINE} (Season 2) Episode 1 by Anthony Temiloluwa Kenny

TEMI {MINE} (Season 2) Episode 1
Anthony Temiloluwa Kenny (Saintkenz)

Inspector Lance’s contorted attitude that morning was observed by everybody in the building. The way he yelled out to the gateman for sluggishly opening the gate for him, or the cold reaction he gave as a reply to the polite greetings and wishes his secretary sang out to him.

“What is so good in this morning ? Eh ? Answer me Bimbo ..And what is so special in today’s date ? While everyone out there is celebrating the christmas, you and i are here in doing a goddam work” Lance scowled out at Bimbo, his secretary.

Now it was evident to her that merry of christmas he was going to miss had probably been the reason for his lash attitude towards everybody early in the morning. However, she wasn’t suprise.

Lance was never a couthy type, right from the day of his assumption of his post as a Senior Private Detective in the Bureau, he had always been on a rimed face. Smile talkless of laughter seldom played on his face.

Bimbo, his secretary could vividly recalled the first and last time he saw his boss beamed with smile. That day, he was on phonecall with someone while she walked in to submit a file on his desk. She was astounded when he saw Lance grinning with smile, also chattering with someone on the line. It was then she noticed how smiling could even pave off a grotesque look. Lance who she thought was ugly and repulsive prove to be radiant that morning.

Bimbo took time to sieve out whoever could be the course of his boss jussive mood and refulgenc. However, in no time she could pick out the name of the person on call with him. She heard him citing a name “Mirabel”. Bimbo nodded in surprisal that his boss also could be inlove ? And So it is only this Mirabel that has the potency to Lance ever glowering’s structure.

“Anyway has Musa summoned the only witness on the crime scene ?” Lance threw back at her forcing her out from her haze.

“Ye es yes” she stuttered as she roved out in effort to bring the young guy. While Lance prowled in to his office.

“Good morning” an hunky-dory voice emerged from a young guy not more than 20 years of age. The chap’s face looked sunken and it was obviously not from hunger but from a fright of just witnessing an horror scene.

“Oh come on in” Lance gestured towards a chair opposite the one him was siting.

“So good morning, i’m sure you Derick Olabanji’s roommie ?” Lance said introducing his ever rare grinn.

“No sir. We are just living in the same compound” the boy answered.

“But you made that call to his dad right” ?

“Yessir”

“So how come you were with him then when you don’t stay together ?”

“Actually Derick is like a senior brother to me. And when i even found out that we are on the same course i intentionaly got closer to him so that he could help in any difficulty i face in my studies. Hence that’s the reason i spend most of my time in his flat including the yestyday night while he was shot this morning” the boy narrated.

“Ohh good, that reminds me” Lance said spurting up like someone who just remembered something.

” Why did you lie to his dad ? Why didn’t you tell him he was shot”?

“Everything i said over the phone was at gun point sir”

“Gun Point ?” Lance queried with a fuddled look. He was sure he wasn’t getting something clear. Why would a killer kill while deliberately sparing a witness and even asking him to make a call.

“You know what ? Lets start by you telling me your name and what transpired between Derick and his killer that day” Lance uttered out sprucing himself up like someone ready to listen to a fairy tale.

“I am Matthew by name” the boy teenage boy said. Before explaining all his encounter with the mysterious event that occured early that morning. All the while Matthew was narrating the avalanche events, Lance was busy scibbling down on a jotter. And after Mathew was done, he picked up is scibbled note and asked some questions.

“So how old do you think Derick was before he die ?” Lance quizzed out.

“27” Matthew answered monosyllabically.

“And you ..?”

“20 years old sir”

“So what makes you think someone would want to kill Derick ?”

“Seriously i don’t know sir oo.” Mathew flapped his hands and joggled his head. A gesture to prove his ignorance.

“So can you describe how he looks like ?”

“Well sir, though he was masked but i cant still tell some obvious look about him. He has this atlethic and sturdy body but also a slender figure. His eyes are brownish and i think he has this lips with tinge of red.” Mathew described.

“And onething i noticed is that his voice was calm and not as brusk a killer’s voice should be. And the way at which he shot at Derick, one could notice that he was under some sort of requision or force.. Like he didn’t actually want to do it.”

“Are yooouu sure ?” Lance asked drawing out his keen interest.

“And he said somethings strange but i think will be helpful sir”

“What is that ?”

“You know while Derick was pleading for his life. The killer made mention that he didn’t wish to hurt him. And that it is all about Dec 25, and only his dad knows about it”

Lance puffed out a sigh and nodded.
“So Chief Dr.Olabanji knows about the death of his son”

To Be Continued…

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