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Chapter 17
Ame yawned as she came out of her car. It had been a tiring day and she eagerly looked forward to a warm bath and warm food to assuage her hunger.
One of the maids rushed down the front steps, looking smart in her starched and ironed uniform as she smiled her welcome to Ame.
"Welcome ma!" she said with enthusiasm, smiling warmly at Ame as she made to collect Ame's bag which the latter declined with a small laugh.
"Thanks, Susan. I can manage this. Please get my other things from the car," Ame replied as she tossed her car keys at the girl, who caught it smartly.
"Yes ma," Susan replied, happy to be of service to her young madam.
All the domestic staff of the Obasogie household, right from the securities at the main gate, to those in the main house, held the members of the Obasogie's family in high esteem because they treated them like human beings and were genuinely concerned abo
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Philip was startled. Crime?! He shuddered visibly. He looked at the young lady who had introduced herself as Shua again, took in the grim appearance of the armed guard beside her and licked his dry lips."I don't understand," he said simply.The lady, who was probably in her early thirties, nodded, then pointed to Philip's bag which she had placed on the table before them when she came in earlier."This...your bag..." Shua said and Philip, who didn't know whether that was supposed to be a statement or a question, merely nodded in affirmation. Then she continued, "Bad thing found in your bag." She didn't seem to make sense."Bad thing?" Philip repeated foolishly as he looked at her strangely, and then at his bag. What was she talking about? Was this why he had been detained and made to miss his flight?! "What bad thing?" he asked, trying to maintain his cool. He could tell that these were a non-Englis
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Dapo sauntered towards Ame, where she stood, waiting in line for her plate of food. He could not help admiring her. Though conservative in her style of dressing, he gave it to her that she was a power dresser who knew her combinations well, and he doffed his hat to her in that aspect. He had been stealing furtive glances at her all day long as the meeting proceeded. They were at the Thao Exclusive, an intercontinental hotel which was hosting an international celebrity who was on a world tour on the cause of alleviating the suffering of the economically-deprived children in the developing parts of the world. The company promoting the celebrity had sought out several multinational companies like that of the Adejares and Obasogies to work with as a result of their proven integrity from the records of their dealings in past times.Ame and Dapo were each representing their respective companies. Ame, who was seeing Dapo for the first time since the incid
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"Gee!" The sound of Julius' voice roused Philip from his dreamless sleep and he got up slowly from his narrow bunk. He had just managed to sleep after a tiring day mending roads. Less threatening inmates like him were taken to the highways, albeit under heavily armed security, to mend the roads."Gee, there is good news!" Julius exclaimed as he banged the bars of Philip's cell. Philip became alert as he came quickly to the entrance of the cell. "Tell me about it!" he said eagerly."Omar has agreed to visit!" he laughed happily. "Cut the rakit, wila!" somebody shouted from down the hall and Julius said something in an apologetic tone as he looked in the direction of the voice, then he reduced his voice into a whisper as he turned to face Philip again."I believe Omar is the deliverer, eh? Our modern Jesus, eh?" he asked delightedly as he smiled hopefully at Philip."Are you sure?" Philip asked his friend. He was ready to grasp any chance he could, no matter how slim, as long as it wou
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"Quit this nonsense, man!" Dapo said, coughing. He slapped the smoke from Dare's cigar off from his face.Dare smiled lazily as he continued to puff out the smoke from his Cuban cigar audaciously at his friend's face. "This is for the big boys, sugar!" he drawled as he reached for his cocktail."Cut it, Dare! And I am not your sugar!" Dapo retorted, looking glumly as he got up and sat some paces away from his chimney of a friend. They were in one of Dare's houses on the mainland. It was a portable bungalow tucked away in the heart of Surulere, a secluded place in Lagos where Dare carried out his illicit, clandestine affairs. He had invited Dapo over to celebrate his 'latest hit', having recently been paid off by his 'sugar mama', the wife of one of the police inspectors whose husband had been away from the country on an overseas training for two months. Dare had promptly booked his weekends with her at his 'love nest' and had 'serviced' her night and day till her husband's imminent r
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As Philip took the phone receiver on his own side to speak with Omar, he heard Ame's voice distinctly cry out his name. He paused, as he was momentarily shaken, then he looked around him briefly, hoping, in his wildest imagination, that he would see her behind him, but only the prison guards hovered not too far from him so he only shrugged as he faced Omar, who frowned slightly in concern as he studied Philip."Everything okay?" Omar spoke into his phone receiver, carefully appraising Philip who looked at him from the other side blankly, not answering. "English?" Omar asked further.Philip nodded and smiled apologetically at Omar. "Yes, I'm sorry, please. My name is Philip.""Omar," came the reply at the other end. "I'm a lawyer, Philip," he began. "Pueba told me y..." he continued but Philip cut him short."Pueba?" he asked, looking at Omar in sheer confusion.Omar shook h
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