"Yoké..."
"Gen— Genesis is that— oh my, are you okay?”
“I’m fine Yoké. I’m fine.”
“What— how did you— Did Nathan put you on the phone with me?”
“No Yoké. You don’t ever have to worry about Nathan ever again. He’s in custody…”
“Nathan is in custody?”
“He’s gone. He’ll never stand between us again. It’s all good now.”
“No, no, no Geny. You don’t know Nathan, he’ll never be ‘gone’. You have to hang up right now and never call this number again.”
“I’m telling you, my love. It’s over for him. The police have him and my dad knows about him—”
“Look Nathan can’t be in custody. We have a— Look, I’m sorry Geny but you and I can’t ever be together. It will never work. Just p
We stopped a block away from the motel just incase there were people put in place by Nathan to watch Yoké. But we could see the motel from here. It was a cheap old building. So cheap that the light of the ‘M’ in ‘Motel was flickering so bad that you’d think it would just die any moment. “So what will happen is you’ll give me Nathan’s phone so that when I get in, I can ask him which room number he is at.” The woman half turned to talk to me.“But I’m going in with you.” I told her.She shook her head. “I may not have been entirely loyal to your father but I’m not bad enough of a worker to put your life in potential danger.”“What do you mean danger? I’m—”“I have a gun. Although I’m going in there alone, I know how to defend myself up to a certain point. We don’t know whether Nathan’s men are in there, or around here, in some building, possibly watching us right now. What happens if they fire at us?”“They’ll never fire at me—”“You d
I stopped at the door way before entering the living room. He was in a navy blue suit, standing next to the couch, instead of sitting. Rosalie had just brought him his drink. He briefly pointed towards the table where she was supposed to place his drink. I went to sit on the couch opposite the one dad was standing next to. Yoké stayed at the room door post and leaned against it.Dad paced to and fro and stopped where he had started."So we've lost more than half of our clients..." Dad said, voice still powerful although the sad message.I kept quiet and watched him."We've lost most of our projects we were busy with, the clients asked to cancel their contracts or else they'd take us to court. Most of our employees, has resigned because they see the downfall. They know that we won't be able to pay them. Only the loyal ones remain."He then shrugged. "Maybe they're not even loyal. Maybe they are just
Uma was awake, and as soon as we entered his ward and he saw us, he smiled, looked away and began sobbing. He covered his hand over his eyes and sobbed. "Aww." We chorused in unison, as if we had planned to. "Don't cry babe." He's girlfriend, Esther said, quickly walk-runned to him. She sat on the side of his bed and hugged him. She hugged him for a while as he continued crying. "We are here..." She told him, she looked sad too. "We love you and we'll always be here for you." Yoké stood behind next to his bed, the opposit side to where Esther was and placed his hands on the cotside. I came over to her side and she stood up to let
"We have nothing left because of him." Dad said, staring at the ground. "I can't believe I trusted him that much.""Who is it, dad?" I asked."None other than your very own half brother, slash cousin, slash no relation at all, Francis.""What?" I asked. "What is he looking for? He wants to make money out of Toko Village meanwhile he is stealing from us and still gets a basic salary on top of that. How can someone love money this much? So much that you'd steal from your own..."Alice and Yoké joined us, they had heard the news too."I knew that that sneaky guy was dodgy." Alice said as she stopped behind the couch Delilah was sitting on and leaned on it.
1 year and 1 month later“I’ve noticed your improvement over these couple of months. And you’ve been saying that you feel ready to stop. Well, I agree with you, you’ve made so much progress. I've spoken to your father and he said that on your last day of therapy I should get your opinion on how much your feelings has changed about certain people now. Do you mind?” I sat up on the whirl chair and placed my arms on the armrest. “Of cause not.”“And he said that we should have it all on camera because he wants to watch it. Is that okay with you?”I shrugged. “Why not?”Lauren set the camera up on the little round table next to her sofa and positioned it properly. I was sitting opposite her. Her office was spacious and the furniture always looked spotless. Her carpet, not a speck, always looked vacuumed. Her vases and coffee table sparkled, never a speck of dust. Even her fake plants were always shining and looked lively, as if they were watered every morning. The temperature in her room
I was standing on the pavement and waiting for the speeding cars to give me a chance to cross over. Although I was standing by the pedestrian crossing, the drivers didn’t seem to care. Even the fact that it was -112 degrees today, didn’t trigger their good side. I took out my gloves from my coat pocket and began putting them on.“It sucks right?” I heard a croaky woman’s voice next to me.I looked to see an old granny bent over her tripod, her fuzzy white hair tied at the top of her head in a messy ball.“They are in vehicles but are not even stopping for us. They are in such a rush for nothing, whereas we are actually going to walk all the way to where we are going.” She complained.I gave her a tight smile, a smile clearly telling her that I was glad that she was kind enough to initiate a conversation with me but I was not interested. I continued looking towards the approaching cars.“These drivers should get their license revoked, this is so unfair.” The old lady continued. “Don’t y
I was sitting at my office desk reviewing Danlie Forbes’ resume when a weak ray of sunlight shone over his fake certificates. Today the sun decided to shine a little on our side of the world. Even though you could barely feel it, it felt good to feel a little of warmth from somewhere other than heaters, hot water bottles and electric blankets.Looks like the man did excellent in all three of his interviews. His fake qualifications were all attached. BCom degree in Marketing, Bachelors degree in English and Diploma in business. The fake name he worked under was Harvey Scott. What a weird combination. The managers that had hired him was supposed to run his papers for validation. How could they have not?I heard a soft knock on my door and then Penny stepped in with a few files in her hand. She came to take a seat opposite me. Penny was a skinny and tall 22 year old. She had black hair that was always up in a neat bun. Her fingernails wer
The next morning I was woken up by a kiss on my forehead. I opened my eyes to see Nathan standing there on the side of the bed with a tray in his hands. There were two glasses of juice, pancakes and a few fruits already cut up and arranged beautifully on the tray.“Good morning, beautiful.” Nathan said to me as I sat up on the bed feeling a slight headache. Probably from yesterday’s whiskey.“Good morning.” I smiled up at him. He placed the tray on my lap and came to join me in bed.“Breakfast in bed.” He smiled at me.We placed the tray in the middle between us and I crossed my legs. We began eating.Halfway through the breakfast Nathan burped. “Pardon.”“Ew!” I laughed.“I excused myself.” Nathan said. “Teachers…”I laug