Peter, Layo and I left the Urban Planning Centre feeling hopeful. We didn't just establish an element of doubt in the office, we brought the General manager's senses to the realization that there is a conspiracy. As we walked to the Main junction after exiting the office, I said to the boys "Let us keep this a secret." My intention is to ensure Peter doesn't go running to his daddy spilling the outcome of our visit. Our plan will definetely be ruined if his father Razzi, a member of the cabal comes to know what we've been up to lately. "So you are saying no one should know? But Why? " questioned Peter. "There is a conspiracy in progress and we know the perpetrators might be in London." I began. "You now how information is digested there. The rumor will spread around like a wild fire and our objective will not be achieved." I maintained. "She has a point." replied Layo. "Yes she does." answered Peter. I was glad the boys were buying the idea. "Let no one hear about this just like the
Will Fetty reveal everything to peter?
Even though I wanted to let Peter know the truth, I wasn't going to tell him just like that especially not knowing where his loyalty lies. I lowered my head and began"I am following up on the demolition issue because I want to help. " "Help? " he said. "There are people who received the notices. There are people who were tricked, people who paid to secure thier properties and I know there are people who will be tricked in the future. Poor, ignorant, innocent people." I said. Peter nodded and I continued with my head lifted up. My mother tells me "You don't have to know people to help them. You don't have to be acknowledged to do what's right. " I said. "You wanna be a freedom fighter right? " he said with a smile. "Kind of. " I replied smiling too. "When I chose this neighborhood as my internship centre, my dad objected. He said their was nothing here. Except filth, ignorant and poor people." I looked at him and as if he read my mind, he said "I am sorry if that made you feel ba
I woke up the next morning as earlier as I could. My mother, Tami and Kiki were sleeping. I woke up before the alarm I set on my cell phone had rung. It was few minutes past 5:am. Was I a bit too early? I had thought on my way to Peter’s room. I shunned the voice in my head who was begging me to take a U turn back to our room. I knocked on Peter’s door not being sure of whether he would respond or not. He might still be asleep I thought. I knocked for the third time telling myself it was the last time I would knock if I did not get a response. “Who is there?” I heard him say. “It is I Fetty.” I quickly replied. I had expected him to say go away or why are you here? But instead, I heard the key hole moving. He unlocked the door and asked me to come in. “I am in a hurry.” I began. I looked at his face and my expectations were violated. I was expecting his face to be all moody, sad or perhaps his eyes swollen but it seemed Peter slept better than I did. “I am very sorry
"I have an idea. " began Mr. Chinedu. "We are all ears sir. " I replied paying keen attention to him. "We will enter the streets of London, sought for all property owners who had received the demolition notice, then we will meet with them. " he paused to pick a phone call then continued after mumbling some words via the phone. "We shall know who gave them the notice, who they have been speaking to and what measures did their supposed saviours make them take. " he said. I smiled and said "They will lead us to the perpetrators. " "Exactly. " replied Mr. Chinedu. He then turned to Peter and said "Do you think maybe your dad can help us out? " "No" I screamed before Peter could say a word. All of them suddenly looked at me in a strange manner. I knew I had to explain the reason for my disagreement. "Sir, " I began. "Since we promised to keep this entire endeavor a secret task, shouldn't it be left so? " I said. "Well Fetty you are right but my father is no strange man. "
I woke up the next morning sooner than usual. I always possessed this habit of waking up early when I had a task ahead and this demolition task is one task I find very fundamental. Today at noon, Mr. Chinedu will come down to London and we shall start our dear quest. I did my regular chores and as usual, everyone in my family went to his place of designation. Tami and Kiki had left for school around few minutes past 7 am. My mother left for the bar at exactly 10am. Today, my evening or perhaps night shift will commence. My mother shall return home around 5pm while I shall take over and close the bar at 10pm. I had taken my bath already, had breakfast then resolved to making lunch. I had thought that Mr. Chinedu might arrive late evening and I might stay all day waiting without preparing lunch therefore I felt I should make lunch and keep before he calls us. Peter had gone to the construction site for his internship training for the day. Layo, on the other hand I guess
CHAPTER 40: A NEW CHAPTER My mother has always told me of how important it was for me to move on no matter the odds. When my father left for Libya half a decade ago, she said we must move on. When he died, she reiterated the same principle and today, I am pondering on the same words of encouragement. Last night, my mother made me understand that I must move on no matter the outcome of the demolition investigation. Ever since I began getting clues to the case, I have been burning with the desire to unravel this mystery and bring the cabal to book. If only my mother knew that the book she recently bought for me, "The trial of Dedan Kimathi has been such a big influence on my hunger for vengeance. But, she is right. No matter the outcome, I must move on. I have a college or University certificate to earn. I have a mother to assist, siblings to cater for and God knows I so much want to take my family out of London which to an extent is becoming a shit hole. Mr. Chinedu fel
My mother sat up too. At that moment, there were lots of thoughts racing through my mind. Had Razzi discovered we were on his trail? Had Peter spoken to him? "Why was he here mother? " I asked burning with anxiety. "He came to see his son and unfortunately couldn't meet him. " she replied. "When he walked into the compound, " she began. "I wanted to scream at his face, I wanted to call him a murderer, a thief and selfish man. " she said. "I know Mother. I know how it feels. " I replied. Of course I am familiar with that feeling. The feeling of watching your tormentors roam freely. The feeling of co-habiting with the people who took your father's life. The feeling of helplessness. I know that feeling. "While coming out of his son's room, we collided. He said to me You live in this compound? I never knew. " said my mother. "Such a lie. " I retorted. "The same compound he sent goons to murder your father. " she said. "Their cup of treachery and evil shall be filled up. It shall o
"So tell me about yourself began Dr. Amrah after showing us the empty seats in her office. "His name is Peter. Peter Razzi. He's a new tenant in my compound. He's on his internship program at the construction site. " I replied as if the question was directed at me. "Wow you seem to know much about him. " said Dr. Amrah. "I thought as much." replied Peter. I smiled. "Happy Birthday Fetty. " said Dr. Amrah. I opened my mouth in astonishment and said"you knew? " "The first time we had our session, I asked about your age. " she began. "And I told you I was sixteen and will be seventeen on 23rd November. " I answered recollecting the conversation I had with her few months back. "You are amazing Fetty. Keep being you. " added Dr. Amrah. "You'll just make her head swell and explode. " said Peter. "Let's get going. " I announced. "So soon? " asked Peter. "Well this is a hospital and Dr. Amrah has patients to attend to. " I maintained. "I see. " he replied and stood up. "I have somethi
The day of the town hall meeting came. I was fully dressed in my African Ankara gown which covered the sole of my feet. I covered my hair with a veil and wore my favorite flat shoes on. I was nervous, excited and hopeful. My mother came from behind sprinkling water all over me. "What's that for? " I screamed while dodging the water droplets. "It's holy water. From church. Blessed by the Reverend. " she said. ", Okay you should have told me and given me some to minister to myself rather than raining on me. " I said while laughing. 'You need to be fortified. " she said about to resume the sprinkling. I smiled and told her "This is no spiritual battle. " "We can't take chances. " she maintained. "There's evil around here and who knows they might be there. " she added. I quickly left the room before she could soak my apparel. "Are You ready? " I said while knocking on Peter's door. "Almost. " he replied. "Am putting my shoes on. What's the time? " he asked from the inside. "Twenty minut