Bitch

Episode 38

They say change is the only thing in life that’s
really constant… How true is that? Do people
really change?

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Jummy was shocked. Even though she had
been putting up the I-don’t-give-a-f–k
attitude and acting like she didn’t care about
John, the feelings she had for him hadn’t
faded.

John at the other end of the line smile at how
Jummy reacted when he said he had chased
Samuel out of his house… Truth be told, he
really did.

“I said I’ve chased Samuel out of my house, he was a bad influence to me and it took nearly
loosing you to realize that. Jummy I can’t
really tell you how much I’m sorry, but please
you’ve got to let me show you.” John said and waited for a response but got non.

Jummy kept quiet.

“How about dinner? Say tonight?” John
suggested.

In Jummy’s head, she was thinking hard. Has
he truly changed? Should I forgive him? What
would Zainab say? Should I risk this? Were the
questions she asked herself in quick
successions without even attempting to
answer anyone.

“Okay.” She finally blurted without even
thinking.

“Great! I’ll pick you up from your place by
nine.” John said and before Jummy could
reply or rethink her reply, he hung up.

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Taofeek wasn’t smiling anymore. The Ginger
net agent he called had told him to wait just
for a few minutes for a car to come and pick
him, but he had already waited for nothing
less than fourty-five minutes and no sign of
the car yet.

If this is the way they truly operate, I don’t
think I’ll want to work here anymore, he said
to himself as he started trying to wave down
the cab that was already coming so that he
would go home.

The supposed cab stop alright but something
different happened. The driver wore a blue
pant trouser and white packet shirt, he
certainly didn’t look like a regular taxi driver.

“Mr Taofeek?” The driver asked as Taofeek
bent over to tell him where he was heading to.

“Urmm… Yea, how did you know that?”

Taofeek asked, totally forgetting about Ginger net.

“I’m the driver sent from Ginger net to take
you to our main office.” The driver said. “Sorry for being late, there was a little police road block when I was coming, I’m sure they would have gone by now though, so don’t worry about the traffic anymore.”

Taofeek ‘hmmmed and haaaed’ as the driver explained. “Okay, it alright.

I understand.” He finally replied.

“Okay, please get into the car.” The driver said with a smile Taofeek found so warm and
inviting. “I’m Bruce by the way.” He said as
Taofeek opened the door for the right back
seat, or ‘owner’s seat’ as commonly called.

“Nice meeting you Bruce.” Taofeek replied.

A few small talks and twenty minutes, was all
it took for them to arrive at their destination.

Bruce parked the car just across the street
and waited for Taofeek to step out of the car
to come and join him at the other side of the
road.

Before coming out of the car, Taofeek scanned
the building with his eyes.

It was an unpainted one story building with a
‘tipper’ of sand at the front which signified the building was still under construction even
though he could see a couple of light bulbs
through some windows. The only sign that
made him know he was in the right place were
the two hand bill which were pasted on the
gate. Both hand bills were identical and
written in red Romans-new font was –
WELCOME TO GINGER NET.

Taofeek felt something was wrong but before
he could actually think much about it, Bruce
saw his facial impression and explained.

“We are a new company and haven’t really
even started operations. We don’t want to
waste much time that’s why we are already
employing even though we are yet to finish
our building, but as you can see, very little
work is left.”

The explanation made sense to Taofeek, “okay,
very well, may we proceed?” He asked and
followed suit as Bruce lead the way into the
building.

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Boniface wasn’t surprised when instead of
replying him on his offer to take her to dinner,
Zainab had sent him a ‘cwyl’ reply.

Women! He sighed. Why aren’t they never
straight forward?

He dropped his phone and went down to
business. He was making a research for a new
case he had in his palm. After Zainab’s case
which spread round the media like wild fire,
his clients multiplied by two and more
technical cases started coming in.

The particular case he was handling at the
moment wasn’t so technical as it involved just
land ownership so he assumed it was the best
time to get in touch with the one lady he just
couldn’t get why she was in his head –
Zainab.

He leaped for joy as he saw the light led on
his phone blink a light blue light, just as he
had set his BBM messages.

He minimized the screen on his computer and
grabbed his phone with high hopes.

“Sorry, but I’ve got other plans for tomorrow
night.” Was the reply he saw from Zainab on
BBM.

He wanted to push it and ask more questions,
but he thought it would be better to let this
time go and take it slow, after all he had all
the time in the world, or so he thought.

“Okay, cool. So what are you doing now?” He
asked, trying to change the topic.

“Nothing much. Just staring at the actors
wearing funny looking costumes as the act a
movie.”

“Sounds interesting. You are a director at TOP
right?”

“Yes, how did you know?”

“I know a lot of things… I have my ways.”

Zainab sighed, Boniface hadn’t changed much
after all just like she had thought. He was still
cocky and so full of himself.

“Okay oh. How about you? What are you
doing?” Zainab asked.

“Nothing interesting. Just googling some
people to have a basic background knowledge
of them.” He replied.

Zainab was about to type a reply when Henry
walked up to her. “Are you going to be pinging
all day?” He wasn’t smiling.

“What na? You wanted me to come here even
though you had everything under control and I
obliged.” Zainab complained.

“I wanted you to come here and see what we
were doing so I can get your professional
opinion on the movie. This is my first movie
and I don’t want to mess it up.” Henry replied.

“Oh! I see. You should have just said that na.

I thought you just liked see my cute face.”

Zainab said with a wink and the dropped her
phone, she looked up at Henry, “are you sure
you want my PROFESSIONAL advice on this
movie?”

“Of course!” Henry replied.

“Okay then. For starters, why is the crown of
the supposed king and ruler of the world so
ugly?” Zainab asked mischievously.

Henry turned to look at the crown which was
still on the head of the actor and back at
Zainab. “Hmmm… You have a good point.”

He said. “But if that is just for ‘starters’ I’m not sure if I’ll want to hear the other
PROFESSIONAL advice.” He said, emphasizing
on professional.

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The inside of the building was quiet
impressive in contrast to the unpainted
exterior. It was tiled all through, but it was
painted white as if it was an hospital and not
a regular IT company.

Bruce took Taofeek to where looked like an
hospital reception with the long rows of chairs
at the front of a counter and he then
instructed Taofeek to take a seat while he
went to call his boss.

Taofeek sat and in the few minutes he was
alone, he looked around and the building
looked indeed more like an hospital. He could
sense something was wrong but he another
part of him suggested maybe the building was
formally intended to be a hospital but bought
by Ginger Net or maybe it was just the work of
a horrible architect.

Few minutes later. A man in jeans and polo
materialized before Taofeek. He looked a few
years older that Taofeek and his smile was
warmer and more welcoming than Bruce’s.

He stretched his hand forward to Taofeek.

“Hello… Good afternoon.” He said.

“Good afternoon.” Taofeek replied as he waited for an introduction. He had been here for quite some time and all he had seen was Bruce, a new face was welcomed.

“I’m Mr. Dapo or may just call my Mr Ginger if
you wish.” His smile grew wider as he felt
what he just said was smart.

“Hmmm… Nice to meet you sir.” Taofeek
replied.

“Okay, enough of the talk, let’s head down to
my office and get this over with.” Mr. Dapo
said, and lead the way.

They walked into a long corridor with nothing
less than four doors at both sides and finally
stopped at the third door by the left. Mr. Dapo
opened the door and walked in.

The office was nothing spectacular. A table,
three chairs and a desktop computer.

“Have your seat please.” Mr. Dapo said and
Taofeek gracefully sat down after saying thank
you.

“Just so you know, I’m the owner of this
company and I want it to succeed so I
interview all staffs myself so as to be sure
what I want is what I get. And I like to know
all I can about my staffs so kindly answer all
my questions truthfully. Understood?”

Taofeek nodded in response.

“So what’s your full name?”

“Dauda Taofeek.”

“Where are you based?”

“I just moved into the country, but I currently
stay with my sister at festac.”

“Where were you based?”

“Canada.”

Mr. Dapo shrugged at smiled at the mention
of Canada but he quickly straightened his face
before Taofeek noticed.

“Why did you move back to Nigeria?”

“I’m truly Nigerian and thought it was best to come back here and help in the growth of my
country rather than another’s man country.”

“What did you work as in the Canada?”

“I was the manager of the IT branch of D****
company.”

Mr. Dayo rose an eyebrow. His brain just gave
him a thought. “Wait a minute,” he said doing a horrible job at disguising the surprise in his tone.

“I’ve heard about the D**** company and
its owned by a Mr. Dauda. And you told me
your surname is Dauda too, is it just a
coincidence?”

Taofeek was getting uncomfortable with this
line of questioning. What has all this got to do
with him working in Ginger Net? He wondered.

“No… Mr. Dauda is my father actually.” He
replied.

Mr. Dayo nearly jumped out of his seat as he
had just won a lottery. He had gotten more
than enough information and was convinced
the Taofeek was the right man for the job…

The problem is, it wasn’t the kind of job
Taofeek was expecting.

Mr. Dayo stood up from his seat and went
over to the back of Taofeek. He brought out
his handkerchief from his b—-t pocket and
without any warning, he placed it on Taofeek’s nose and held on tight to him.

The handkerchief was drugged and in no time
Taofeek became drowsy and stopped
struggling. Before he passed out, he caught a
glimpse of Mr. Dayo still smiling face and he
heard three words.

Welcome to hell.