All Chapters of The Identity : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Ike’s pov Ike could hear Faith arguing with Olu about not letting her enter the house. He gave instructions saying he did not want to be disturbed, but somehow he couldn’t seem to get away from her. I sighed, got up, and went towards the noise. Faith was a little light in his dark world. She was his side piece, and somehow, he was very fond of her. She was the one who would satisfy his sexual pleasures whenever his wife refused him, which was most of their marriage time, although he made sure he paid her back by taking care of her bills and flying her to different countries for vacation. The luxurious lifestyle she was living was funded by him. He wondered why she came running this late at night. She usually comes when he asks her to come, which is when his wife is not at home or he sees her outside of his house. The argument stopped. He got to the sitting room. Ike’s eyes looked lustfully at Faith, God!! He needs it now badly, especially since Joy had refused him earlier in the day.

Ike’s pov Ike and his security men got to the guest inn by 7 pm. He was disgusted by how poorly the guest inn looked from the outside. He wondered how it would look on the inside. “This place looks a mess,” Ike said, “What in the world is she doing here?” “Probably has to do with the money, I bet it’s very cheap”. Ike could not understand why his wife would prefer to stay in a place like this and not in their mansion. He was standing in front of a shabby-looking building. It was already dark, but he could see the building clearly due to the security lights that were on for obvious reasons. He gestured for the other two security men to stand outside and wait for him to return as he and Alex walked into the guest inn. To Ike's surprise, there was no one at the reception desk “Where is everybody? Should there not be someone at this desk?” Ike asked, confused “There should be, I wonder where they are?’ Alex replied. Just the two of them were trying to figure out what was going o

Ike's pov Standing in front of his flatscreen TV, Ike watched in shock as a figure on the screen spoke. He wondered where the insane theory was coming from. The figure on TV was a short man with a rounded and dotted nose. The man was granted an interview with the news station to slander his name. Ike could not believe the words that were coming out of his mouth. He went on live TV and accused him of being a ritualist, stating that he wanted to use his wife as a human sacrifice to gain more money and power. The man alleged that Ike had planned to crash the plane his wife was on and also the car bomb blast, which all failed. Ike watched in total disbelief as the man said “I think it is time for us to let honest people be in the position of the Senate President of the house of assembly, and Paul Okoko has promised to eliminate people like Ike and put in the right people in such a position. They do not need an occult member in such a place”. Ike was furious at the audacity of Paul to

Ike's pov Ike drove into his house around 11:30 pm. He went out to clear his head and keep his distance from Joy. He could not believe that she had refused to come back to their room. Ade had advised him earlier to file for a divorce, but he was way too in love with her to divorce. He couldn't, he couldn’t, he shouldn’t. He wanted to make his marriage work no matter the cost. He was going to make sure he won her heart. The last thing he expected to see as he entered his house was his wife sleeping on the sitting room chair. He wondered how long she had been sleeping there. It was very oblivious; she fell asleep waiting for him. She must have been very worried. He looked towards her and tapped her to wake up. “How long have you been waiting for me?” he asked “Since you left,” Ada said while still sleepy “Since then?” Ike asked, shocked, his wife had never cared about his late-night episodes before. Most times, when he got home, she was already asleep in her room and did not care to

Ike's pov “What?” Ike screamed into the phone, “What happened? He can’t be dead, how could you have let that happen?” “We found him dead when his cell officer went to check up on him.” “Were you able to find out who sent him? Did he confess?'' Ike asked, hoping to hear a positive answer, pacing around the sitting room “I am sorry, but we were not able to do that. We are investigating the matter, and I assure you that we will get to the bottom of this.” “You better do, my wife’s life is on the line here,” Ike said as he hung up the phone. He stood still for a while and stared into space. He was afraid that the person behind these attacks was a much more powerful person. How did the suspect get killed in the police cell? How did the killer get by the police? He definitely needs to get to the bottom of this. “Are you okay?” He heard Ada ask. She came closer and hugged him tightly. “I am scared,” She said He hugged her back and was shaking in anger. He wished he could catch the bas