Wits from the dark 3
I left mummy with a promise to fulfil that which wale failed to; the recovery of our stolen properties from my uncle. I returned to my work place in Lagos with this new quest brimming my head. I had requested for a two weeks leave from work to help me recover from the recent armed robbery attack I was caught in. My boss was even merciful enough to give me a bonus 1 week since the incidence was even due to the risks involved in my type of work. That three weeks leave was a golden opportunity to kick start my newly found quest. Jibola had been my friend since my university years and he was in my department. Apart from being friends, we were reading mates and he was even a more comfortable company because he was from a rich background and more often than not, he would be the one to sponsor our several breakfasts, lunches and dinners together. I had only met his dad once and that was on his graduation day when they came visiting. I remembered he himself told me his name when he introduced himself and that rang bells quite often in recent days.
I had put a call through to Jibola two days ago and he had told me that we should fix a lunch for tomorrow, this would be the first time we would see that year as it was February ending already. We’ve been both quite busy supposedly. Jibola graduated with second class upper in business admin and hence he handles some of his father’s businesses for him. The lunch date arrived sooner than I think. My dinner mate is a friend who happens to be a cousin too. He appeared to me as primly as he ever was, he had a sophisticated smell about him and he beamed a most charming smile. His total package of charms had rather appreciated than diminished.
“Jibola, have you got a date after mine or today happens to be an international good looking day that I do not know about.” He let out his smile again and wrapped it up with a mild chortle.
“Dare please, exactly what I’ve missed about you. Must you always be humorous?”
“You call that humour? Is there a new dictionary meaning for that word?”
We both laughed it off. The waitress appeared suddenly from nowhere, she was a pretty nubile and she had this voluptuous curves, it was even her voice that was most magical. We both had to whisper “wow”. She was quite aware of her effect on men and she simply smiled and continued.
“What are your picks from the menu?”
I ordered jollof rice and chicken while he ordered fried rice and chicken. We both watched her walk away with another captivating strides.
“So Jibola you still fancy ladies like this?” I wasn’t wrong to attack him like that as during our university days he changed his girlfriend every year as he always find a better woman. Jibola was still single then and his reason was still that he is yet to find that special woman.
In a couple of minute’s time she was back with our order and as she set our order and walked away she was the newest movie in town in the eyes of Jibola, in fact, he just found his world class cinema. After she eventually left and I had his attention back I opened up to him the reason behind our lunch date. That I want to propose a business for him. That since he knew I work as a senior officer at Nigerian immigration that I want to be selling him certain impounded products the likes of vehicles and electronics, that my boss just gave me a slot for such. I spent the next one hour trying to make him understand the details of the business its legitimacy and all. After that hour of extensive explanation, Dare told me that he doubt if he would be interested. However he was able to let me know that his dad also used to do heavy importation and that he would have been more interested, however he had heavily invested in an incoming shipping and hence he is low on capital. Then the pieces started to fall in place.
If wale had followed them on the day they robbed and he worked for my uncle, then that son of a bitch called Jide. That means Jibola’s dad would be into smuggling. All I need is to know the nature of his bigger shipping and I can nail him easily for good. All I need is a good plan, who told you I didn’t have a perfect plan?
A week later I was seated at the same restaurant for my lunch, however my partner was not Jibola but that nubile of a waitress. Her name is Tolu and she has been with me all along. She just informed me over lunch that Jibola is officially his boyfriend which of course is part of the plan. The best way to bend a man that love women, is to get to him through the woman he loves most.
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To be continued
Abd-afeez                              

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