Hank stood behind me with his arms folded, his eyes watchful and alert. I was sitting on a chair in front of the woman in front of me. A woman who I thought was blind and crippled and depressed. A woman who is now smoking a cigarette and crossing her legs comfortably with ease and confidence. " I'm not Mrs Johnson, Kelvin," she began. " My name is Carmen. Carmen Julie. I'm a third-rate Nollywood actress. I was hired and paid to act as Mrs Johnson." I couldn't say anything the shock of it all made me numb and dull to even move a muscle. " You know, I liked you, Kelvin," she continued, drawing in smoke from her burning cigarette. " You've got guts and confidence. That's how a rich man behaves. Also you know how to make a woman smile and opened. I'd give that to you. You really gave me a hell of a fun time." I knew I gave her a hell of a fun time but I still need answers. Who the hell is this lady since she isn't Mrs Johnso

I heard the door behind me shut and locked. Then afterwards receding footsteps, acsending the stairs. Standing before this two women, I was at loss on what to do, what to say or whom to talk to first. Dora's presence in this little prison made matters more complicated. " What are you doing here?" I asked with a shaky voice. " Kelvin," Dora called. " I should be the one asking you the same question. What is going on here?" " You don't know?" " How the hell would I know," she raised her voice. " I got back here, went to my room to take a shower, minutes later, Hank barged into my bathroom and drugged me. When I woke up, I found myself here in this stinking cave with chains on me." I gaped at her, finding it hard to believe she wasn't part of this set-up. I was like, wetin Musa no go see for gate? " Are you sure you know nothing about what's happening?" " Look Kelvin,"

It was dawn. The breaking of a new day, the day I was to present myself to meeting Justice Hillary. I was given a shower, had a change of clothes and was brought before Vera. Vera and the gang were all at the table, having breakfast when I stepped into the room with Hank. Carmen and Wesley ate opposite each other while Vera ate from the other side of the table. " Join us, Kelvin," Vera said, waving me a hand to my chair. " You must be famished." Hank pushed me forward and I walked towards an empty seat, secretly cursing his mom and dad. I just couldn't get This ape out of my sight. When I'm bathing, he's there, when I was changing my clothes, he was also there and now as I settled down on my seats for today's meeting, she had stood behind me , watching me closely in case I tried to pull a crazy stunt. " Sorry about the gun," Vera spoke. " I should'nt have brought that up but you made me." "

On our way going back home, I was faced with one obstacle and that was keeping these people in the office. I knew the moment we arrived home, they'd kill me and my mom. By now, Hillary must've decoded the information stored up in that bangle and microphone. Everything that was being said since I got kidnapped were recorded and stored up for his ears only. It was only a matter of time before the police were called. To be certain the gang didn't notice my missing bangle, I buried my hands inside my pockets and walked towards the parking lot with my face in the air. I had to slow them down somehow. They can't bear to arrive home just yet. I began wracking my brain for a solution to this particular problem. We got into the car and zoomed off. This time around, Vera sat down in the Limo with Carmen and Wesley. My Lamborghini was being driven by one of the security guards. " You have played your cards pre

Hanks gun was fixed directly at Vera, looking enormous and dangerous. I'll bet at any minutes, he'd shoot. Vera looked like someone who'd just swallowed a bee and a not soo impressive bee at that. I watched these two, scared of what would happen next and also scared for my life. " So, you thought you could double cross me and make away with all that money and Fred. I always knew you were up to no good, Vera. I've been watching you and Fred. You do sneak out every evening to meet him don't you?" Vera kicked her dried lips. " Hank I....it's not.... Fred's just....he doesn't mean anything to me, believe me." Hanks lips peeled into a snarl. " I'd rather believe a dog than a snake like you. You've had me for a stucker. Now you're going to pay the price." Vera yelled. " Hank, wait. Think about it, if you kill me, you'd never get the money. If I'm dead, the will would be useless to you. Without me, there's no $4.2 b