All Chapters of Misfortunate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"... Thank you for flying with us, we have a bus waiting for you on the runway to take you to the main airport terminal." I happily danced in my seat and adjusted the black scarf that had come loose while I danced. I hugged the other ladies whom I'd acted with these past few weeks, most of them all returning to Lagos, only a few of us like Onimisi and three other of the minor cast were returning to Abuja.I went to Teniola Adebowale whose expertise and hardwork had turned this movie into the best I've ever acted since my career began. I took hold of her hands and shook my head, I had no words. She got up and hugged me hard, kissed both of my cheeks, seemingly understanding that I could not talk."We'll see during the premiere, once post production is finished in New York. Okay?" I nodded and let her hug me one more time. Zainab who had finished pulling all our hand luggage prompted me and we got off the plane. At the foot of the stairs, I breathed in large gulps of air, I'm back in my

"Opeyemi." I said her name to alert her as I walked further into her office, the door had been left open. She raised her head to smile at me from the sheaf of papers that she was signing. "BeebahShe!" She called out happily, "How are you? Missed the bustle of Abuja?" I smiled and sat down in front of her, crossing my legs. She put her pen down and smiled widely at me, looking me over in appreciation. I chuckled, my agent is amazing. "You had fun?" I nod in satisfaction. Goron Dutse was beautiful in it's own quaint way, quiet, cold evenings, warm mornings, food cooked over open fire, smokey Jollof rice and i tell her so. "You look it, see your glow na. You just lost weight," She waves her hands. "But that's fine, no pain no gain. The gain here is more than the pain." I laughed out loud at her words. I was supposed to lose some weight to get fit, so she liked the fact that she killed two birds with one

"I hope you enjoyed yourself?" I sent him a nod and a smile as I sidestepped a puddle that came from a light drizzle that rained while we cut Layla's cake. Sa'ad, Layla, Ma'mun, Kamil all children of Abdullah Lamido. I heard that much from Layla. Ma'mun is the first, Kamil the second, Sa'ad the third, and Layla the forth and only child of her mother. The rest were from Alhaji Abdullah's late chadian wife who died when Sa'ad was six which explains his exotic looks and hair. Layla who apparently likes me a lot, found a way to whisper to me details of their family that even Google could never have given me. "Ya Ma'mun is a neurosurgeon. Ya Kamil is a Lawyer and busniessman while Ya Sa'ad is the family's protector. They are all unmarried and a source of headache for Baba and Maama." We had giggled together like teenagers when she said that, before her friend called for the cake to be cut. When I got to the car, he opened the

"This is difficult to hear and even far more difficult for me to say to you." The Pakistani doctor who had been flown in from London sat in front of Labeebah's aunt and uncle and showed them X-ray sheets of her back and neck."Take a look at this break." He pointed with a joystick at the computerized X-ray sheets that were brightened up by the computer's back light. He circled another part and they saw how it had bent."Thankfully, Doctor Ma'mun here, removed the compression. That compression could have killed all chances of repair, that repair is what I want to do now." He watched as the bleary-eyed parents of the twenty four year old actress nodded, both of them must not have slept in a while since they were able to summon him over in just five days."So, is there hope? Doctor Ma'mun said you could do something." He nodded solemnly, and twisted his mouth at Labeebah's mother before slowly saying."I'm about to go in there and for the first time in my entire career, I solemnly swear

"They wheeled her to the room in the top floor as per orders from the surgeon ma. But I heard from a reliable source that it was his brother who requested for her to be moved there. Miss Hannatu and Mr Ibrahim only have about two hundred thousand in their accounts, it's not enough to pay for that room."The recipient of his words nodded, letting her bejeweled cane hit the floor in understanding."Have they made moves to arrest that boy?" The assistant shook his head, he was still surprised as to why the man was not arrested, evidence of his crime was caught on camera, people protested on Twitter, but the police stood by their statement that they could not arrest him unless Labeebah woke up."Keep a thorough eye on the girl. That person is backing that boy up in the shadows and until you find out how safe it is, we cannot take chances. Okay?" The slim, lanky man nodded at her." Find me a helicopter ride to and from the hospital tomorrow morning. I need to see Hannatu my self." The sli