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Once I got down from the stage, Salsa waved at me to join her in the lone VIP cabin, which was reserved for me by Fanny. Earlier, Fanny had informed us every family was going to occupy a VIP cabin and the management of the yacht had already given each cabin a tag, so that they wouldn’t be an argument over it.Once I got in front of my cabin, I saw the tag they gave it, LATE MR BRIAN AND MRS MELISSA.“Who did this nonsense?” I fumed, pointing at the tag, “Who wrote this nonsense tag?” I queried and stared around as almost everyone around focused on me while a few were busy.Salsa noticed the pandemonium I was creating and she paced to the door of my cabin and raised her gaze, “Oh my god! Who wrote this? Is Brian dead for Christ's sake? Why did they put late to his name?” Salsa asked and combed her gaze around.Through clenched teeth I fumed on, “Can you imagine the rubbish? Who could have done this rubbish? Who told them Brian is late? Brian is only in a coma and not late!” I yelled at
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When Salsa returned to the cabin, she met me singing and humming Brian’s favorite song and she was forced to join me. Soon, we started dancing to it and I was forced to grab the smoothie on the table.At the time Salsa had not put the sleeping pills in my smoothie, which would induce me to fall into deep sleep.“I am not done preparing your smoothie, you know,” Salsa whispered to me.She was shocked to meet me already drinking the smoothie. Her intention upon leaving the rest room was to put the sleeping pills in my drink and then watch me fall into deep sleep for the black Indian to take me to bed.“I am yet to add banana and I know you love banana so much,” she said, all smiles, her arms still pocketed as she could feel the pills in her pocket.I screwed up my face, “Why didn’t you add banana?” I queried, “And you know how much I love banana. Please take this and add banana.” I shifted the jar of smoothie to her.Smiling ear to ear, Salsa carefully collected the jar of smoothie and
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Opula, Kate, Raja and the photographer gently opened the door to my cabin and instead of meeting Salsa and me, they met only Salsa who was shedding tears and running helter-skelter, with her arms on her head.Opula scurried to her side, “What is it? What is the problem, Salsa?” she asked anxiously, and when sobbing wouldn’t let Salsa utter a word, she grabbed her shoulders and asked emphatically, “What is the problem? And where is Melissa? Talk to me for Christ's sake!” she barked.Salsa pointed to a spot on the floor, “She was just lying here as I phoned you but the moment I left for the restroom and returned, I couldn’t find her anymore,” she sobbed.Kate bellowed, “What do you mean? What arrant nonsense! What are you blurting out? Did you put sleeping pills in her drinks as agreed? And if you did, did she drink it all?” she almost pushed Salsa on the floor as she shook her on the shoulders in wrath.Salsa shook her head, “I did. Yeah, I put the pills in her drink, smoothie precisel
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Once Eva gazed upon me, she peered at my face to see if my breath was still intact. This she had often done ever since she saved me from the trap of blackmail Opula and Kate had set for me.With her gaze raised to the ceiling, Eva shook her head in pity, smacked her lips in pain, arms on the waist as she recalled the moment she rescued me from the web of being blackmailed.At the time Salsa had drugged me and left for the restroom, she never knew Eva was peeping at her through the window. Coincidentally, at the time, Eva had come around to present her gift to me in honor of Brian, when she caught sight of Salsa staring at me while I slept. She had contemplated and refrained from barging into my cabin, so she perched at the window and peeped at what Salsa was doing. She had heard Salsa make a phone call to Opula and Kate, inviting them over and it was then she knew Salsa was up to ruin.Shortly after Salsa went into the restroom, Eva had sneaked into my cabin, and, like a cat, she took
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Opula and Kate had a perfect master plan; they had planned it in such a way that no one would suspect Brian was injected with a lethal dose, and since it would be done during the hour of yacht party, all fingers would point at the cause of his death as natural.No one would suspect them of murdering Brian because he almost gave the ghost a few weeks ago and if he should die now, it would be traceable to it.While the party was getting heated, Opula got to the side of Kate and dragged her out of earshot.“Have you heard from the doctor?” Opula asked as anxiety hung in her eyes. “I have been trying to reach him, but it is not connecting. I just want to remind him of tonight’s job. I don’t want him to forget. You know this is the only time we have to terminate Brian,” Kate whispered to Opula.Kate took out her phone and showed Opula the text message she had sent to him. “His phone line hadn’t been connected, but I sent him a reminder, so I guess he should be aware.”Opula’s face lit with
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The doctor swallowed hard upon seeing such bull-looking security personnel and his nervousness intensified as fuel being added to fire. Suddenly he began to sweat profusely on the face and he wondered who they were.Pulling away, the doctor was lost in thought as he withdrew his hands from giving Brian the injection“Who are you gentle men?” the doctor queried as he took a few steps backward and stared at them from head to toes, “You don’t need to invite us, doctor. We are security personnel from the Fanny villa. Fanny Luis sent us to watch over his son…” 0ne of the men replied him and stared around the ward to inspect the ward.The doctor screwed up his face and queried, “Watch over him? Did anyone tell Fanny we don’t have security personnel that watch over our patients? This is unethical and embarrassing. He shouldn’t have taken such decision without consulting me.”“I beg your pardon, doctor,” the other security replied, “I guess you don’t know who you are talking about. We are ta
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The twilight at dawn was what woke Rod from slumber, and he realized he had spent the night in Opula’s bed, and he screwed up his face once he realized he was in a strange bed.Already smiling at him from the wine shelf was Opula who was all dressed up, with two glasses of wine handy. Her face was filled with smiles as she advanced to her guest.“Indeed, you had a wonderful night, sweetheart,” Opula said and dropped a glass by his side.But Rod didn’t approve of his presence in her bed. “What the hell am I doing? What happened to me?” he queried and quickly sprang from her bed as his eyes combed around. “What did you do to me?” he widened his gaze at her.Opula chuckled and sat on the bed. “I guess the question should be what did you do to me, huh? Well, we had a great reunion after all these years of breaking up. I am elated to have you back in my life.”Rod sighed and yelled, “You must be out of your mind. How did I end up in your bed? Answer me, Opula!” he barked and stamped his fe
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When I opened my eyes from slumber, my bones nagged at me with a quarrelsome ache and I could tell I had been asleep for God-knows-when and within my face I could feel my favored brow . I yawned from my shattered loins and stared around to see that Eva had been smiling at me.“You are finally awake dear,” she spoke with rare admirable smile dragging down her chin, “You are welcome to my cabin,” she said once she noticed I had perceived the strange surrounding.“Your cabin?” I asked and sat up still stolen by the surrounding before I started fiddling around, “What am I doing in your cabin? Am I supposed to be here? And is the party over?”Eva sat by my side and wondered how she was going to look me in the face and reveal to me that a woman I trusted so much was ready to betray me to Opula and Kate. As Eva smiled at me, she was drowned in thought and she fought within herself not to reveal anything to me.“Yes, dear you are supposed to be here. Em…em… actually you fell into deep slum
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Ken had never been so confused and devastated. “What is this all about?” he queried, “What brought about the divorce? Why did you suddenly come up with divorce? Did I do wrong to nag about your attitude towards this marriage? Do you expect me to keep shut while you misbehave?”“You are the one that has been misbehaving in this marriage!” Opula yelled radically and Ken was startled a bit. “If there is anyone misbehaving, it is you. And I say it here and now you are the worst thing that has ever happened to me…”“What is wrong? Why did you say that? What did I do?” Ken queried and was about touching Opula on the arm.“Get your filthy, adulterous hands off me!” Opula yelled and pulled away, “Every day is for the thief, but one day is for the owner. When you think no one sees you, don’t forget God sees you,” Opula broke down in tears and managed to bring out her phone.Just then, feet could be heard knocking on the floor close by and it was obviously the heels of stilettos were knocking o
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It was late on a Monday and Opula was yet to return to the villa. Ken had never been so worried. Worse still, Opula’s phone line wasn’t reachable. He had consulted Kate about it and Kate had given him the cold shoulders, with so much malice in her eyes.This had left Ken worried because he couldn’t recall bickering with Kate or quarreling with her. He wondered what could make Kate give him the cold shoulders when he asked about his wife. Ken had told Frank and Tony about it and they mentioned the bankruptcy of Fanny Group was the reason for her attitude.“But today is Monday,” Frank had said, “This is unlike her. She is into this lifestyle only on Fridays, which often took her to the club.”Ken shook his head in confirmation, “Exactly the reason I am worried,” Ken had said as he stroked his ponytail confusedly and took a glass of rum and gulped, “I am still nervous. This is the first time she has been keeping late night, and I am undoubtedly convinced she is in trouble.”“Trouble?” To
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The noise of the resounding slap hung in Salsa’ ears, and she shut her eyes afterward, losing interest in seeing more of the video. She raised her gaze, masked her face and sobbed into her palms, as her heart pounded with the heaviness of a banging ball.“No, this can’t be true,” she protested. “As you can see in the video, I called it a quit with your husband. I don’t have anything to do with him anymore. You can call him to confirm…”Opula chuckled in mockery, “Oh really. The fact remains that you were seeing my husband. You have been sleeping with him until recently. You are the mistress that has been distracting my marriage. How dare you, Salsa. Have you forgotten how deep I bite when I am embarking on revenge, huh?”Salsa interrupted, “It is not true, please don’t misunderstand me. I never wanted to date your husband, but he wouldn’t let me be. Despite reminding him about the risk of cheating on you, he still forced himself on me. What on earth would make me share your husband wi
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Like a hard-working dog, Salsa hastened into the Villa and headed straight to Opula’s chamber only to meet Kate, well seated to a tray of tequila and rum. Although uncertainty fluttered across her face, Salsa perceived all was not well and if not for her mother’s medical bills, Opula’s chamber was the last place she wanted to be.She stood nervously, arms pressed in front as she watched. Kate sip her wine and grinned hugely, “Good afternoon ma’am,” Salsa greeted , her voice was vague and depressed. She felt the pang of humiliation which hung in the chamber. Yes, it was supposed to be in connection with her rejecting the offer and nothing else.“I guess they are upset for rejecting the job,” Salsa said in her mind and greeted again, this time around very audibly , “Good afternoons ma’am,” and when Kate gave her the cold shoulders , she had to explain herself, “I am back to do the job. My apologies for being an ass. I wasn’t supposed to reject the offer so…so.” She stuttered and swallow
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Kate was busy with the maids who assisted the costumier to make her up in her chamber. Suddenly, there was a barge; it was Opula. She was looking thunderous and stolen. She smacked her lips in fury and began to walk up and down the chamber, slightly murmuring under her breath.Kate perceived the unrest on her face and was forced to order the maids and costumier, “Please leave us now.” Her voice was calm, yet her gaze gathered around Opula who kept pacing up and down.“That bastard rejected the offer!” Opula yelled once the maids vacated the chamber. “Despite flopping the job, Salsa has the guts to reject the fifty thousand dollars initial deposit for the job.”Kate’s face screwed up, “What! Salsa did that? What must have given her the guts to reject the money? She needs money like a money hole, especially for her mother’s medical bills,” she contemplated and placed a finger on her jaw , “Are you sure she hasn’t revealed it to Melissa?”Opula clenched her jaw and beamed, “I don’t give
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Once Salsa was done serving me breakfast, she got a distress phone call from the hospital about her mother. Fortunately for her she wasn’t holding any of the chinas, otherwise nothing stopped it from leaving her grip and dashing on the floor.For never in my life have I seen someone tremble the way her hands tremble upon getting the distress call. The phone in her hands had fallen and split into parts.“What is it, Salsa? What has happened? Talk to me and stop crying like a baby!” I demanded anxiously, shaking her frail shoulders to quicken her reply.But there was no stopping her. She sank on her knees and wept bitterly. Nothing else came on my mind than her mother passing on.“I just need to get to the hospital right now, Melissa,” she sobbed and sprang to her feet to disappear. “All is not well with my mom. I just pray she remains alive till I get there.”Anxiety hummed on me as I pestered her with more questions, “What could have happened to your mother? Is the cancer growing wors
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Each time Salsa caught sight of Opula, unlimited bitterness grew in her heart; the image of Rod in bed with Opula still hung in her mind and she could barely stand sight of Opula. If there was any closer enemy around here, it was Opula and she would never let Opula snatch what belonged to her.For Salsa had come to accept the reality of the true love she had for Rod and Opula would be the last person that could steal her joy from her. Although she was yet to believe Opula was sleeping with Rod, despite seeing them at the cabin, she wondered if Ken would believe her if she should reveal it to him.Salsa was midway fixing brunch when she saw Opula at the door, “You are not supposed to be found here, ma’am.” she reminded Opula as she continued with her cooking.Opula chuckled, “Where else can I find an ugly, cheap chef like you, huh?” she asked and surged closer. “I gave you a simple task to drug Melissa with sleeping pills and you flopped. You flopped a task that paid you handsomely,” s
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For days after the yacht party, I hadn’t seen much of Salsa. I noticed Salsa had withdrawn herself from my chamber, always sending the maids to attend to me. The fact was that Salsa still housed guilt in her heart after I mysteriously survived the sleeping pills she put in my drink.Seriously, she thought I would ask her if I should set my eyes on her; I wished I knew what actually happened to me that night.“Why are you avoiding me, Salsa??” I queried her when I bumped into her at the kitchen, “Is there anything you are hiding from me?” I queried yet further.Salsa glanced around and gestured at me to tune down my voice. “I don’t need to remind you, you are not supposed to be found here. Please return to your chamber. I will meet you there,” she whispered to me in a pleading manner.Later, when she came to serve me dinner and sneaked in, thinking I was asleep in bed, I asked, “You have never sneaked into my chamber, Salsa. What is happening?” I asked from my bed, turned around and fl
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When I opened my eyes from slumber, my bones nagged at me with a quarrelsome ache and I could tell I had been asleep for God-knows-when and within my face I could feel my favored brow . I yawned from my shattered loins and stared around to see that Eva had been smiling at me.“You are finally awake dear,” she spoke with rare admirable smile dragging down her chin, “You are welcome to my cabin,” she said once she noticed I had perceived the strange surrounding.“Your cabin?” I asked and sat up still stolen by the surrounding before I started fiddling around, “What am I doing in your cabin? Am I supposed to be here? And is the party over?”Eva sat by my side and wondered how she was going to look me in the face and reveal to me that a woman I trusted so much was ready to betray me to Opula and Kate. As Eva smiled at me, she was drowned in thought and she fought within herself not to reveal anything to me.“Yes, dear you are supposed to be here. Em…em… actually you fell into deep slum
