Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 6
Chief Sotonye Davids kept on trying his daughterâs lines but all of them were switched off. At first her MTN line had been busy and subsequently switched off. It was so unlike his daughter to switch off all her lines at the sametime.
He had expected her home hours earlier and she hadnât called to say she would be late. âWhere the hell are you, Ibitoru!âShe had missed her flight to Lagos. Her bags were packed and still in her bedroom.
He thought of calling the police but felt that it was too early to do so. She might return with a good excuse for not returning home in time.
~~~Ibitoru woke up in the middle of the night, opened her door quietly. The sitting room was dark and so was the passage. She went into the bathroom where she attended to her needs. When she was done, she shut the door, stopping to peep beneath Richardâs door. His room was in darkness.
She returned to her own room, opened the door and shut it again so it would seem like she had returned to her room just in case Richard was still awake.
She tiptoed, careful not to bump into anything. She quietly searched the drawers of a cupboard in the sitting room, cursing softly when she couldnât find his keys. She tiptoed into the kitchen where she checked the cabinets.
She didnât plan on escaping that night. It was late. But if she found the keys she was searching for she could make her escape in the morning.She found a set of keys in the third kitchen cabinet. As she reached for the keys, another hand quickly snatched them up. âDonât ever sneak up on me!â She yelled at him feeling like ten years of her life had just fled. âYou almost frightened me to death.â âI thought I warned you about trying to escape.â He turned on the lights.
âDo I have to tie you up before you use your senses?ââWhat did you expect me to do? Sit back and enjoy your hospitality. In case you havenât noticed, this place is not good enough for me.
The fan in that room makes me hot and I am used to an air conditioning system.ââYou want an AC?ââYes.ââThen youâll have it for five minutes.âHe tossed her over his shoulder and turning the light off, carried her to his bedroom. He pushed open the door and a quick rush of cold air hit Ibitoru.
He deposited her on her feet and flicked the switch, light pouring into the room. His room was like hers but the bed was bigger, the mattress thicker and looked more comfortable. An old model AC ensured that the bedroom was chilled.
She reeled at him. âWhy did you put me in the other room with a rickety ceiling fan that blows only hot air? Knowing that you hadan AC in this room!ââSurely, you didnât think that I would give up my bedroom for you!ââThat is what a gentleman would have done.ââWell, Iâm not a gentleman.ââI canât share this room with you.ââI never asked you to. I want the AC and so do you.ââAnd as a female I should get the AC and you the fan.ââYou must be joking. Your five minutes is up. Youâd betterget back to your bedroom.ââYou donât have a single gentlemanâs bone in your body.â
âThat has been long established.ââYou really should consider exchanging rooms.ââIf I shut my door, I am going to lock you in and believe me sleeping is the last thing weâll be doing.
And I wonât be responsible for whatever happens here.ââBloody pervert,â she swore as she fled from his small but comfortable bedroom.
She wanted an AC but not to her detriment. If he wanted a woman to share his bed, he should go outside and get one!She returned to her bedroom which felt warm after the few minutes in his air conditioned room. He could stay in his bedroom and keep on hoping that the crave for the AC would send her knocking on his door. She wasnât thatdesperate.
But she had one very uncomfortable night.~~âNo sir,â Cynthia told Ibitoruâs father for the fifth time thatmorning. âI havenât seen her. And no she was not at my place last night. And I have absolutely no idea where sheis.âThe last time Ibitoru had pulled a stunt like this, she had a quarrel with her father and stayed out of home and incommunicado for three days.
Sotonye raked his brain trying to come up with the reason for Ibitoruâs sudden disappearance.
At least he was sure that she hadnât left for Lagos. Her clothes were still intact in her bedroom. Nothing was missing. And she had been looking forward to this vacation for months. She wouldnât give it up now.
He tried her numbers a few more times and got the same response. Her phones had been switched off. Either she was playing an expensive game with him or there was indeed something to be worried about. With Ibitoru, it was almost impossible to make the distinction.
If sheâd had an accident, he would have been informed earlier, so the conclusion was ruled out. He called the airline services to see if she had booked another flight. The answer was NO.
The fact that her clothes were in the bedroom didnât necessarily mean that she couldnât have travelled without them. His daughter was a spendthrift, so extravagant in her spending. She could decide to start her shopping all over again in Lagos. He wouldnât put that past her.
But the problem was this: she hadnât travelled! And he knew his daughter well enough not to suspect that sheâd take a night bus to Lagos.
Ibitoru would never take a public transportation on land no matter how comfortable. If she was going to go anywhere on land, it was going to be in her car or in a chauffeur driven air-conditioned car.
Sheâd had a driver assigned to her throughout her stay in the States for the days when she didnât feel like driving herself.
As much as he believed that she was playing one of her expensive jokes, he thought that it was better to be safe than sorry and so he called the Rivers State Commissioner of Police, who owed his appointment to him, and asked him to kindly inform his men to be on the lookout for his daughter or her car.
If Ibitoru returned and felt embarrassed by this, he knew how to calm her down.
~~The man felt Ibitoruâs hateful glance pierce his back, through the shirt he wore and bit back a laugh. He was unlocking the front door, feeling the need to drive into town.â Where are you going to?â she demanded.âOut,â was his simple, annoying reply.â I know you are going out, but where?âThat is for me to know,â he replied.âYou canât leave me here.
âHe turned to face her. âThatâs exactly what I intend to do. And donât bother exerting yourself. I didnât leave anything you could use to make an escape,â he assured her. You are going to stay in here like a good little girl until I get back.â âDoing what? In case you havenât noticed, thereâs no light.â âYouâll watch a TV programme when thereâs one. Fortunately for you, in this side of town, you can boast ofat least 13 hours of light.â âHavenât you ever heard of a generator?âHe pretended to think about it.
âDonât believe I have. Is that a new word?ââItâs the equipment you turn on when thereâs no power supply. Iâm sure with part of the money you took from my purse; u can buy a little one.ââAnd whoâs going to put it on?ââYou of course.
ââFat luck,â he held the door open.âI mean it Richard. ââYou can occupy yourself with the novel I let in your room.ââStephen King! No thanks.ââSuit yourself.â âYou brought me here and you owe it to me to see that I am as comfortable as possible.â
âDonât make me regret not tying you up. Iâd gladly do that before I leave. âHe took a menacing step towards her and she retreated. âDonât you dare tie me up!â she screamed.â Then behave yourself. You have been nothing but a nuisance since I brought you here.
ââAll you have to do is send me back home.ââYou wish!ââLook, itâs not my fault that you woke up on the wrong side of your bed.â âMaybe if you had slept in it, I would have woken up on the right side of the bed.â âPlease donât insult me. Like I donât have taste!â She said insultingly, wisely keeping her distance.â âDonât worry, youâre not my type,â he returned.
She stuck out her tongue at him.âI wouldnât date a guy like you even if my life depended on it.ââAnd I could take that as a challenge if I had the time but as it is, I have better things to do than listen to a spoilt brat who thinks beauty is everything.â âSo you think Iâm beautiful,â she smiled, her hands on her hips emphasizing straight spotless legs revealed by the boxers shorts, throwing her head back in a seductive manner.
âFlirting with me is not going to ensure your release,â he assured her. âIt would only serve to keep you here and in my bed for a very long time.â
She glared at him.âIs that all you can think about?ââLetâs see: two young persons of the opposite sex, unattached and locked up in a building in a secluded area? What else would one think about?â
âLike Iâve said before you are a pervert.
âHis face was inscrutable as he walked back to the door.âI could destroy a lot of things before you get back.ââOnly if you want to see the other side of me. Then youâll know what itâs like to be a prisoner.â
He locked the protector with three heavy padlocks before shutting the door and locking it too.
b, she thought. Youâll pay for this.
~~~An hour later, she was still looking for a means of escape and meeting a dead end. Her right arm ached from trying to force his locked bedroom door open.âD–n you Richard!â She swore under her breath.She searched everywhere, finding nothing. He had meantit when he said heâd left nothing she could use to make her escape. After two hours, she sat on the sofa feeling utterly frustrated.
Why didnât he just call her father and make his request? She asked herself. If he released her this week, she could make fresh plans for her vacation.
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