Wits from the dark 5
The recent incidence between Tolu and Jibola had casted doubts about the realisation of the plan that was seemingly on a 100% path to success: it now throttle upon the dirty path of futility. Tolu had called me yesterday night after a long moment of silence. I remember her actual words.
“I really need to see you tomorrow, some serious issues came up.”
I began to wonder what kind of issues could transform Tolu’s voice to that terrible status of being husky. I spent the next couple of hour anticipating what the on knocking lunch hold in stock for me. The time seemed to read my mind as it hastened and lunch time happened sooner than anticipated.
It was a sunny afternoon and the cool breeze of the air conditioned room was such a comfort as
Tolu and I talked over our lunch. Tolu had been very emotional that afternoon stressing how stunned she was at Jibola’s seriousness so far. My fear was slowly getting affirmed. After her deep story wrapped around convincing me to believe in her reasons for her shortcomings as regard how initial plans. I had expected Jibola’s attitude to have been her strength. However who would blame a single lady like Tolu if she found sincerity in the company of Jibola? Such company is that she would never throw away with levity. We haven’t exchanged words in over five minutes. I eventually broke the silence.
“The moral of this your whole story is that I should expect no information from you?”
“That is not what I said, however I needed to tell you so that you won’t be disappointed if I held back certain information. I would, like I reiterated, not risk anything that could wreck this dream relationship I found with Jibola. As a friend Dare, you were not able to open up to me as to the reasons why you need such information and I believe we’ve come too long a way for you not to trust me on such issues.”
I was lost for words, it dawned on me that pushing Tolu further might even lead her to opening up to Jibola and the only reason she’s said nothing was simply because of our strong bond of friendship. I also believe she knew breaking such news to Jibola might yet wreck the relationship she tries so to protect. I left her an angry and frustrated man, the whole issue was compounded by the fact office work resumes the next day and I would hence have little time for my quest.
I reached work the next day a bit gloomy, I had only spent two minutes in my office when director James called me. I went to his office trying to force as enough spark to my mood as I could. I met him in the middle of a morning tea. He offered me a sit.
“James how was the leave?”
“it was fine sir?”
“I called you to this office because something came up after you left.”
“Hope it wasn’t something terrible sir?”
“It was indeed terrible and sorrowful too.”
“I involves that incidence that happened to you that almost took your life.” I was dazed by that revelation.
“Sir what have you had about that incidence?”
“I used to have a school son and I’ve been wondering about his where bout until I heard he died during that raid on you?”
“I am very sorry about that sir, Oga I don’t suppose your son in law would be a criminal sir, why was he among that gang that night?”
“All I know is Dare is a good man and would never been a true part of the gang, maybe he just ran into trouble?”
“Did you say dare sir?”
“Yes, Dare.”
I couldn’t believe my ears, how come Dr James knew Dare? “Mr James, that was the man that saved my life that day,” I said.
To be continued
Abd-afeez
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