TEMI MINE Season 2 Episode 6
In a split second, Lance’s prying eyes had captured his physique and he nodded in approval that it matched with Matthew’s description. His sturdy and athletic body, his brownish eyeballs, slimness in shape and red lips had confirmed his own guess, and it was exactly what he prayed for. Some of what he needed to nap him behind bars or probably prepare his execution.
“i’m inspector Lance ” Lance introduced with a handshake in a rather friendly voice but a cold face.
” just call me Temi” Temi responded with with handshake maintaining the same demeanor employed by Lance.
“Ohh sure you are the man that defer a date with a girl you claimed you love just because of an assignment ?” Lance asked still with his rimmed face on, and as usual sounding risible.
“Oh well! I guess baby wasn’t angry about that. And if she did ? You can see for yourself now that we’ve settled things up. we are cool now.” He jammed back at Lance, while throwing glances at Mirabel to confirme what he said. Mirabel too helped him out with a grin accompanied by an ensuant nods from her.
“I see. Hmmm” Lance said while nodding, also joggling his head to mull over on how
tough Temi would be to slip out of his cover. But he was rest assured
that a professional like him would always get suspect like Temi to
luxate and later squeal out of awareness. He has his strategic way of
doing that.
“So tell me what kinda crucial assignment couldn’t wait for Christmas to elapse ?” Lance asked leaving a piercing look on him, which in turn making him stood stupefied with the question. He only came to meet Mirable and so wasn’t prepared for any form of interrogation. It was crystal clear to him that inspector Lance had known something hence the pestiferous questions being hurled at him.
“You aren’t saying anything Man” Lance’s voice slashed through Temi’s confusedness.
Temi recalled all the events of the Dec. 25th vividly. How he went to exterminate his target as early as 12am in the morning. It wasn’t as if he had anything anything else to do that could debar him from meeting Mirabel that day, but he wasn’t just comfortable going out for merrymaking when he just took another’s human life. He thought he needed to decompress and vege out leastways to ease off his tautness and mourn the dead, since he wasn’t happy he did it.
But now he didn’t want to look like a slicker at the face of Mirabel, whom he had deceived into believing he had crucial thing to attend to that day, reason while he slammed his mouth shut.
“Love is a distraction son, don’t fall for it” Tunde’s stern warning kept playing repeatedly on his head. If he hadn’t succumbed to meet Mirabel, probably he wouldn’t be faced with this pesky inspector.
“Temi i demand you tell me the nature of your job” Lance finally hit the nail by the head, while curving arch grin and giving Mirabel a predatory look.
Now it was Mirabel’s turn to get flustered at the whole scenario.Though she had expected Temi to defend himself bravely to disappoint her mischievous friend but still it she could read Temi’s discomfort, and that had aroused her rage on Lance. She didn’t want any flop now or anything that could disrupt Temi from becoming hers, as she already sensed mischief in Lance’s behaviour towards him.
“Mirabel, who is this man over here ?” Temi quizzed out.
“I’m sorry baby. Let me handle it” Mirabel said while pulling Temi’s face closer to hers leaving a soft chuck.
“Over there lemme see you ..” Mirabel said while pulling and shuffling Lance along to a recession.
“But why are you doing this to me ? Why are you so bend on stalking me and ruining my life ? Why ? Mirabel yapped out pleadingly.
“Doing to you ??” Lance scoffed. “I’m only doing my job here”
“Your job on my man ? Are you crazy ? Are you mad ? For goodness sake you are embarrassing him and you Lance you are hurting me. Pls stop all these ..
“Young lady.. don’t you wana know the Killer of your only brother” Lance said snapping Mirabel.
“The killer of Derick ? What has that got to do with this ? ” Mirabel muttered while her whole body seemed to have grown indisposed and pooped out from the bombshell Lance dropped.
” well, out of perception of what is on ground and the description of an eye witness ..your man falls into number suspect of Derick Olabanji’s killer.” Lance uttered with a glacial expression.
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Eliza frazzled figure trudged along the narrow route that led to her home. Her home was a shack at the extreme end of the marginal road evaded by some unknown.
It was a fussy and hectic day as usual. Yes! Everyday had been fussy and grumpy right from the day Dami watched Racheal threw her out of her home, and it got worsened the day she delivered her only son, but wasn’t opportune to catch a glimpse of him not to talk of carrying him just once.
She had woken up in the same crude home after she recovered from Nurse Tracy sedation. Same shack she lived up till now. Life after recuperating from the sedateness had been edgy as she now survived on the crumb or morsel of food falling from the people around, and the same time turned to a street beggar, since she had no where to run for survival. Everybody gone, including her oxygen, Damilola.
One of her outings as a scrounger, she had accidently bumped into one of Dami’s Filling station, she wept when saw that the name had been changed from DamiBeth Oil to RachealD Oil. The filling station Dami established with her bequeathed money. She regretted following her heart to be with Dami. She wished she she went with Tunde Ogunyemi.
“Who is there” Eliza whispered as she jolted up from her sleep. She swerved her head around to see if her eyes could pick anybody, anything. But the stung darkness looming in the shack had impaired her vision.
She made to resume her slumber as she lied down. She tried to sleep but seemed sleep was running from her now as the events of the day played back on her head. First time a client would give her 5000naira notes, even though it was later ripped off her by the security guard. But something in that young man kept her reminding how Dami walked. The way he talked “have this” seemed coeval with Dami too. There was coolness and calmness in the voice. She sensed intimacy too.
” who is there pls ? Don’t hurt me i beg” her voice cut the silent again, as she heard the footslog of some unknown intruders. She hurriedly crimped the nylon containing all her earning for the day and hid it under a shabby looking guimpe she put on. For more than 20 years, she had lived a peaceful even though crapped life. Now out of the blue she noticed people on her tail. They could be all these thieves that hung around to rip people off there earnings. She thought.
“Plss what do you guys want from me.. I’m just a begger..plss leave me alone. I don’t have money to give you people” She begged while struggling with an unidentified looking gent, probably two of them as they crinkled and folded her to minuscule, then gagged her mouth to restrain her from yelling. She mustered all her strength to fight for her freedom, but she had already been bonded by a strong fetter, she felt tuckered and so gave up.
“Where are you taking me to now ??” She later found her voice asking while she opened her eyes to found out that she was already inside a moving trunk.
To Be Continued…
