“I believe you. It all makes sense
now” was all Patrick could mutter after hearing the shocker that Mark,
their 25 years old CEO was responsible for the almost one billion naira
“What makes sense?” Mr. Sanni
“Why my wife’s been receiving
untraceable alerts, and tips on things I’m doing at work. Mark’s been feeding
her with all those, to take my head away from my job, he’s not been letting me
bring my A-game to work for a very long time now”
“Is that so?” Mr. Sanni
pretended to not know about his wife drama.
“And imagine that the young bastard
had the gut to give me a two weeks suspension”
“I understand how you feel” Mr.
Sanni tried to calm him down,
“No you don’t. That boy is going
“Mark! Mark!” Anna called. She
just came out of the elevator onto the 18th floor.
“Anna! What are you doing
He asked. His PA told her he always came
to the 18th floor to clear his head when necessary and today shouldn’t be
different judging by the way he left his father in the office.
“Who hurt you?” Anna asked him.
Mark didn’t respond to her question, his
eyes stared at her lips and how different they seemed from the other night.
Anna bridged the gap between them and planted a kiss on his lips. He
immediately returned the kiss. He pulled back the moment he remembered what
happened the last time he impulsively returned a kiss from her.
Anna sensed his reluctance to play along
for fear of rejection, she made the next move, by unzipping her gown, and
exposing her full nakedness. He was insantly hooked.
Mark rushed for her left breast, stuffing
as much of the large Tip, and the breast as he could into his mouth. He moved
from left to right, to left, and to the right once again – He couldn’t get
enough – Changing with ease from one perfection to the other. With a swift wave
of the hand, all of Mark’s clothing flew to the ground, and he and Anna
comforted one in the other’s embrace, rolling on the sheet of silk that
littered the rough floor. The pain from the debris of the rough uncompleted
floor, skyrocketed their pleasure, and uplifted them gauge after gauge.
The elevator door opened on the 15th
floor in front of Andrew, and he saw Anna and Mark. He frooze in his step, and
watched as they both took delight in the company of the other oblivious of his
presence, debating whether to alight on this floor or not. Anna came off, Mark
“He’s a coward you know. He doesn’t
deserve you,”
Andrew’s words mostly fell on deaf ears,
Anna walked hurriedly away from him. After a while she pause on her steps,
turned to him and said , “When I see the one who truly is deserving of me,
trust me, I’ll know,” She walked away.
Andrew was very agitated. He dialed the
man who promised him the world as if only he could deliver Mr. Akin. If he
couldn’t deliver Akin at least he could deliver his son.
“I think I’m ready. See you in
1hour” That was all he said into the phone.
“Thanks for calling me. I must
confess your call is the best thing that’s happened to me all day” The Man
welcomed Andrew to The Bar
“Thank you too for being patient
with me. I finally got clarity and remembered my true purpose here”
The man wondered if it was Akin or Mark
who gave Andrew the needed clarity he required to decide because to him they
both were cut from the same cloth. Andrew noticed his tone as he spoke about
father and son, he asked.
“I keep wondering why you have so
much hate against them Huey,”
Huey smiled and corrected Andrew, he
didn’t hate father and son, his hate was only for Akin, because of what he did
to his mother, Mark was only receiving the wages of being the son of Mr. Akin.
“What did Akin do to your
mother?” Andrew inquired.
Ten years ago, his mother, a mobile
police officer, was killed in a store robbery gone wrong. The shooter was
caught and the case moved to trial, but that was before the police knew who’s
son that was – the son of a top politician who rolled with the wrong people.
Mr. Akin was the leader of the prosecution team as provided by the state. But
that was the thing, Mr. Akin didn’t like it, he’d always been a fan of who had
the most money, even though he was a terrific lawyer, the highest bidder always
got his service, and that was how he let Huey’s mother’s killer go unpunished.
“All I’m doing is just transferred
aggression. I promised Mr. Akin then, that I’ll come back for him and all that
he loves, and here I am” Huey smiled louder.
“Hmm,” Andrew wondered
Huey felt he was honouring his mother by
seeing that another one of the many corrupt people she gave grt life fighting
against ends up behind bars where he deserved to be. Andrew concurred with him,
“Bleep Akin, Bleep Mark,” he said.
Andrew dropped the Crescent file that’s
been in his possession all along on the table. Huey dived to grab it. Andrew
put both his palm on it to prevent the snatch, “I need a favour from
you” Andrew said.
“Go on.” Huey smiled.
“Sir your case files are all packed
all ready for the trial tomorrow, which hopefully will go well” A lady
said to Mr. Sanni
“Thank you very much my dear, you’re
wonderful,” Mr. Sanni said to her
“Whatever happens after the trial
tomorrow, know that you’re irreplaceable, and I’ll fight to retain you,
irrespective of the changes made by whatever management assumes the mantle of
CEO. OK Beatrice?” Mr. Sanni asked his effective PA
“OK Sir” she replied.

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