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RECKLESS REKKY – Episode 30

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PART 30
“RECKLESS REKKY”

©️Opeyemi O. Akintunde

Martins woke up in other to get ready for work. He shook his head in irritation at Rekky’s absence. Everything was definitely ending that day. He was expecting the divorce papers his lawyer was sending to him that morning. He was going to serve her the papers when she returned from wherever she spent the night.

In the papers, he had offered to give her everything they had together. He wanted to walk out on a clean slate. He didn’t want anyone saying he took off with their properties. He hoped to start a new life with Chioma.

Rekky on the other hand was struggling to get out of Osmond’s bed.

“Osmond! Osmond! Can you get me the coconut water in the fridge?” Rekky said. She was having a terrible hangover.

“We should never get drunk like this again… ever again!’ Rekky kept talking.

“I feel so miserable and wasted!” she said.

She expected some form of reply, but her words kept returning to her.

“Osmond! Osmond!” she called calmly at first, seconds later she intensified her call. After about 10 unanswered calls, she jumped out of bed and without thinking, she looked under her skirt and found her underwear missing.

“Son of a gun!” Rekky cursed.

She looked around his flat, everything about him had disappeared.

“Knock Knock!” Rekky heard a voice from the door.

Rekky rushed to the door hoping Osmond was playing a prank on her. She looked through the peephole, it was a strange face.

“Yes!”

“Good Morning ma, My name is Sesan, I am the Agent for this flat. Mr. Osmond called to tell us he has checked out. Ma, we give you thirty minutes to leave the apartment as we would like to get it fixed for a new short time tenant.” The man said with the most professional salesman voice Rekky had heard in her short life.

Rekky opened the door sharply. “Osmond is gone?’

“Yes ma’am, he didn’t tell you?”

“What agreement did you have with him earlier, I mean like how many months’ rent did he pay before?” Rekky asked, she wanted to make herself believe Osmond was just pissed off at her and left

“This was the initial plan. This is a short let apartment, He had been running it for six months. He pays every Monday to renew his stay. He had informed me two weeks ago that the contract he came to execute was going to wrap up on Sunday and he would be leaving today!”

Rekky knew she was the project. The Prophet of doom must have been right!

“What’s wrong? Hope he didn’t impregnate you?” the nosy agent said. Rekky eyed him and closed the door on him.

“I will be out in five minutes!”

***

Mayowa had not said a word to Mirabel since they both woke up, despites Mirabel’s occasional questioning of her son’s whereabout.

“Listen Madam, your husband has told you where your son is. The reason why you can’t hear your son is because we have made him silent. You know, we sedated him!”

“Sedated him?” Mirabel asked.

“Not with drugs but with herbs, we just made him calm.”

“How do you make a child calm without drugs? Talk to me!” Mirabel asked desperately.

“Mayor, what did they do to my son to make him quiet? Did they cut his tongue? gagged him? ..or wait….” Mirabel was saying until suddenly a flash of one of those African movies she had seen crossed her mind. She remembered how a traditionalist who kidnapped children would tap their foreheads to make them dumb.

“They hypnotized my child?” Mirabel cried out in disbelief.

“Mayor, get my son and I out of here now!” Mirabel held Mayowa’s neck with her tied hands.

***

Joan knocked at Moko’s office.

“Joan come in…”

Joan walked in calmly.

“What is it!”

“Good Morning Moko!”

“It’s not a good morning because your friend troubled my sleep. I couldn’t sleep because of him. Joan, do you know what this means? If Rubber succeeds against us, we are all going down!”

“That’s why I am here Moko!

“Speak on!”

“Thank you! Firstly, Mayor doesn’t work for Rubber, he just wants out of the livelihood. He is just going about it the wrong way. All he is saying are fabricated stories to get you scared or probably take him to be insane. I will suggest we give Mayor an offer he can’t turn down. His wife would be our bait. She wants out of this place.”

“What offer?”

“Tell him you are ready to release his family if he agrees to continue working with you for few months!”

“And what does that give me?”

“That way you study him and know the truth …and when you don’t need him anymore, you can call the shot.”

Moko was silent.

“You and I know that Mayor never goes out without bringing back fowls, if we ki|| him, we will lose a lot of money during this weekend auctioning.”

Moko still didn’t say a word.

“And if you ki|| his wife or son, he won’t be motivated to work!”

“So you want me to offer him the release of his wife and son if he would work for me for a few months till I get a better replacement?”

“Yes, and I can give you a hundred percent assurance he would do, provided you say it in front of his wife.”

Moko without giving Joan a reply stood up sharply.

Joan followed while looking pitifully at Austin who sat looking blankly into empty space.

***

“I have a deal for you!” Moko said to Mayowa. Mirabel paid rapt attention.

“Joan told me, you want out and you have nothing to do with Rubber, I want to believe so. My offer is, I will let you go after three months when I have a replacement for you!”

“I don’t have three months, I only have today!” Mayowa said.

“Or else I ki|| your wife, your son, and you in that very order!”

Read Also TOO LATE TO APOLOGISE “Where are you coming from by this time of the night?” He thundered.
“He will do it!” Mirabel said frankly.

“Mirabel!” Mayowa shouted.

“You have been doing this for how many years? So three extra months, I am sure God will Pardon!” Mirabel said firmly.

To be continued

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