Tony knotted his tie whilst sipping some coffee. The night had been
terrible, different night mares taunting him, he was awake 75
percent of the night. He ignited his car, and Lara crossed his mind. Her
beautiful eyes that widens when she’s scared was all he could see.
He’s been just wicked to her, only God knows the story she’s telling
his father now about him. He changed his gear and sped on the
highway. He knew his father won’t spare him, he would take the
company off his hand, collect all he has and worst of all disown him.
“Oh poo!” he rubbed his eyes. He opened them lazily at first, then they
popped out. A madman was standing on the road before him, just a
few yards away. He couldn’t stop the car cos he was moving at a
high speed. He expertly turned the steering wheel moving the car off
the road. The car swerved beyond control, he muttered some quick
prayers, he was sure he would die. The car somersaulted throwing him
out through the window… ... Lara giggled as she bit into her roasted
chicken, she was having lunch with her in-laws. She felt joy surge
through her veins, what more could she ask for? She felt loved by
them. They were doting on her, most-especially her father in-law
Chief Ifiora. “I taught your mother in-law how to cook o.” Ifiora
chuckled at her. “well I taught him how to eat!” Amara said and they
all burst out laughing. Lara watched them as they laughed, they looked
so much alike; happy couples she thought as she smiled. “When I was a
boy, I helped my mother in the kitchen.” Ifiora said with pride. “well
that’s cos you liked it.” Amara replied. “Not at all! I was an only child
that’s why!” he defended himself. “Hmm…Tony Is an only child too, but
can’t make himself a mug of coffee.” Amara chirped cleaning her
mouth with a napkin. Lara felt shivers run down her spine at the
mention of ‘Tony’, she saw her father-in-law cringe too. “Talking
about Tony…” Ifiora’s voice became coarse. “He couldn’t even call or
do something…he’s expecting me to call him right?” he shook his head.
“I guess so!” Amara made a face. “Hmm, I’m going to teach him a
lesson he’ll never forget!” he basked like a lizard in the sun. “Lesson?
That boy is soooooo stubborn!” Amara said with disgust. Chief Ifiora’s
phone rang loudly. “A strange number…” Amara said giving the phone
to him. “Hello?” he listened for a while. “Yes you’re speaking with
Chief Ifiora…” he listened again. “What?!” he rose to his feet. Lara
stopped eating, she wanted to know what was happening. “Okay, okay,
I’m coming right away!” He ended the call. “Darling get me my
Jacket!” he told Amara. “What happened?” Lara asked quitely. “Oh,
nothing really, just eat your food.” he forced a smile. “Ogini? What
going on?” Amara appeared holding his jacket. He whispered something
to her in Igbo, for once Lara wished she understood Igbo. “We need
to go now! Lara take care!” Amara said throwing a scarf round her
head. “Can I come with you?” Lara rose to her feet. “No..you just
take care, okay? We’ll be back soon.” Amara said as she and her
husband left through the exit. Lara sighed deeply as she heard them
drive out of the compound. Definitely something is wrong some
where….she fidgeted nervously.
You need to see what happened next .. Stay tuned....
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