“Oh! Thank you, barrister. That would be some other time.”“It is all right. Have a pleasant day.”The couple walked out of his office happily and headed to their house. They met George and Lilian attempting to fix lunch, and the couple was happy about that.'It is a good thing that the domestic staff members were withdrawn; otherwise, my children would not know how to take care of themselves in our absence.'Mr. Evans mumbled to himself in contentment.“Welcome back, dad and mom.”George and Lilian greeted one after the other while they opened the gate.“Thank you. How are you?” “We are fine. Did you succeed in paying my school fees?”George asked his mom who was walking to the kitchen to inspect their food while her husband walked to the bedroom.“Yes, I succeeded. Congratulations once again.”“Thank you, mom, but when am I resuming?”“You are resuming on Sunday evening.”“Oh! Two days from today.”“Yes. You have only tomorrow, to finalize your parking.”“Oh! My God. So, soon? I wi
Then, Callum took a critical look at the only old mud house that had disfigured the environment and said.“We would…”“Shhh!”Uncle Emma warned when he heard the footsteps walking towards them. Then, Callum followed his eyes' direction, and suddenly, the stalker greeted.“Mr. Aaron, I greet you.”Now, the look on Mr. Aaron's face became blank as he heard the Chief Priest's voice. He glared at him before he responded coldly.“I greet you, Chief Priest.”The Chief Priest waited for him to make a remark about their previous discussion, but when he was silent, he called his attention to the subject.“I have come to find out from you if you heard any news about your brother?”Now, Callum, who recognized him as the Chief Priest from his dressing, looked on. Then Mr. Aaron asked with displeasure.“Am I a news hawker who should be moving about with the Chief Priest's message? If you need any news about your client, come to my hut, or do you want to wait for him in his house until he returns?”
At the CityNow, after Evans and his family were through with their lunch, he appreciated the self acclaimed chefs for the meal. Although, it was not as pleasant as the food prepared by his wife or the chefs but, it was not a bad attempt.“Thank you, George and Lilian, for the sumptuous meal. You are the best.”The excited siblings smiled shyly and acknowledged.“Thank you, dad.”They were pleased with their father's compliment, but their joy would not be complete without their mother's opinion. So, they shifted their looks from their father to her with expectations. Meanwhile, she was carried away with the chat with her siblings over the phone that she was oblivious of their gazes.“I will be in my study.”Evans announced as he attempted to stand up from the dining chair. At that point, Sarah recollected herself and looked away from her phone. “All right, hubby.”She responded sharply and returned to her chat with her siblings. George and Lilian, who were disappointed when she got b
Ugo, who felt that it was absurd for her senior to be preparing breakfast in the kitchen while she stayed back in the bedroom, insisted.“Do not bother about my rest because I have had enough of it. I can keep you company.”“It is all right, if you insist.”Subsequently, they served Uncle Emma and Callum, who was already out of his room. While they were peacefully having their breakfast, the Igwe - traditional ruler, strolled in. He had a thing for Ugo since her husband sent her away, and she had vehemently refused to give his proposal a thought. It was not a secret in the community that the Igwe, a sixty-eight years old man, wanted to add her to his harem. When he heard through an intel that she was around, he set out to check on her.“I greet you, Emma.”He greeted with an impish smile. Now, Uncle Emma and Callum, who were startled by his voice, looked towards the gate to see the greeter. They halted their meal and watched him scanning the compound as he walked towards the hut. Then
The drive back home was quiet and unseemly long. To make the atmosphere lively, Evans spoke.“Cheer up, Lilian. We can always visit him.”“It is okay, dad.”Then, her mother reminded her of the obvious, too.“Some day, you will leave for the university too, like him. Are you aware of that?”Now, she cheered up and responded.“Yes, mom. I'm aware of that.”Subsequently, they got home, had their dinner before they retired for the night, oblivious of what the General Manager had planned against him.At the General Manager's Apartment.Mr. Angus was on a lengthy call with Mr. Nathan Jobs, the Head of the Economic and Financial Crime Commission and the Commissioner of Police. His topic was simple, how to arrest and prosecute Mr. Evans Owens for financial crimes and money laundering – the allegations he cooked up and leveled against him.“I don't wish to set my eyes on that man anymore. He should rot in jail.”“It is all right, Mr. Angus, but we have to follow the right process. Did you get
Now, the news of the arrest of Mr. Evans Owens, the Chief Accountant of the Blue Sea Oil and Gas Group and his photographs were trending all over the social media. The Newspaper Houses made bountiful sales on that day, and numerous pressmen were clustered at the headquarters and of the EFCC and the Blue Sea Oil and Gas, in hunt of news. When they saw the official vehicle of the General Manager driving into the premises, they recorded the movement of the driver, who was only trained to execute orders and not how to avoid the prying eyes of the media.Meanwhile, to the astonishment of all, the story had another dimension. At 10 am, the Chief Accountant and his lawyer, Barr. Gary Fuller, a Senior Advocate of Nigeria (SAN) appeared at the headquarters. He was neatly dressed and walked unperturbed towards Mr. Nathan Jobs' office alongside his lawyer. Then, people wondered.“Is he not in the EFCC custody?”“What has happened? Was he released?”Now, the report on the social media changed at
“Yes, boss. I am certain that I gave the money to his orderly. Is anything the matter, boss?”“Not really. Perhaps he is too busy to acknowledge the receipt of the money.”“You are right. There were many people at his office when I got there.”“It is all right. You can leave.”Mr. Evans, Owens's Perspective.He woke up early that morning as was his practice to check out the Group Managing Director's Message every Monday. It had been the tradition of the organization since he began to work with the Blue Sea Oil and Gas Group. He saw a copy of the mail that the Group Managing Director sent to the General Manager regarding the letter that his lawyer sent to him on Friday, which he copied to him. After reading the mail, he acknowledged the receipt and smiled in triumph. Now, when the Economic and Financial Crime Commission Officials got to his house that morning at 4 am, they knocked on his gate and waited for a response. Now, Evans, who was surprised to hear a knock on his gate rather
“No. I am in my house.”“It is all right. I will return to my office and wait for you.”“That is good. See you later.”After the call ended, Mr. Owens got more calls from his in-laws and relations, and he assured them that the matter was not beyond his control.At 10 am, they reported at the EFCC Office.At the EFCC HeadquartersThey walked to Mr. Jobs' office and discovered that he had been expecting them. After they settled down, he shut his office and began by tendering an apology.“I wish to apologize for the inconvenience my men must have caused you, Mr. Owens.”“You are welcome, Mr. Jobs. I bear no grudges, and must commend that your men are well-trained.”Now, the counter breaking news had occupied the electronic media, but the three men ignored the television that was in Mr. Jobs' office and proceeded with their meeting. Then, Mr. Jobs elucidated.“Yes. I took that measure as a camouflage.”Mr. Evans Owens and his lawyer wondered what he meant by that and exchanged glances. T