All Chapters of CHOICELESS; I wish I am me: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The next day, Leo couldn't go to the office. He had lost concentration, as the only thing on his mind was to bring Edwin down. He wore an ashed coloured jean trousers and jacket. The colour of the polo he wore inside, was blood and a mixture of the sun. In his spotless canvas, he sat relaxed in his sitting room, gazing at the silver framed rounded wall clock before him. When it was exactly 1pm, he stood up immediately, walked to his car slot, and sped off to Hard Rock Cafe. He arrived there at a half past 1pm. Not having the appetite for anything, he sat down there, waiting patiently for the arrival of Nurse Abigail. Forty-five minutes later, he became restless as there was still no sign of Nurse Abigail coming forth. "Did she just bring me out here to keep me waiting for the whole day?" He asked himself. He then took his mobile phone to call her line, but it wasn't connecting. He became vexed at that moment. His fingers struck lightly on the transparent glass table repeat

Getting to Edwin's office, she took a deep breath and gave a gentle pound on the door before walking in.A great silence followed her as she entered. She was bewildered at how they stared quietly at her as she took some steps toward them."Good day, sir; you sent for me." She uttered nervously."You look edgy, hope you are okay?" Dr. Rey asked.She gave a hesitant glance at Edwin; trying to pinpoint if the question was an act of asking her to explain her actions. She had known Edwin to be a disciplined man; he had never hidden any injurious deed from Dr, Rey."Yes sir, I'm okay." She replied after much thought."Alright, you can have a seat then." He offered.Sitting down, she kept contemplating the reason behind her being summoned. She gave another glance at Edwin whose face went cold at eye contact with her."I know you might be wondering why I called you to Dr. Edwin's office instead of mine." Dr. Ray said after a cleared throat.She nodded immediately.Taking his gaze to Edwin, h

A fist of panic squeezed her inside. She sweated profusely as if she had run a marathon, not having a clue of what to do; She took the pen knife immediately and held it firmly as she tip-toed to the door. She quietly opened the door to stab him, but he swooped backward immediately and ran for his life. Then, it dawned on her that she was in for a deeper predicament. 'He will go and enlighten the corps and they will come after me.' she pondered. Slipping into her car, she sped off Immediately to God knows where; with blood stains plastered all over her. As if she had known, the corps zoomed in after she had left. They phoned the family of Mr. P and informed them about his demise. As sympathizers began mustering around, the corps crossed the compound with a ribbon. They took with them the pen knife, the wine glass; and other pieces of evidence they could lay hold of; including a picture of the scene. They headed straight to the hospital afterward in search of her. Reaching ther

It was a very large dilapidated hall that was stocked with numerous items including barrels of diesel, logs of wood, ancient furniture, and drums of soiled paints. At the several entrances to the large hall stood a rascally dressed man each with their pistol sunk into their back pocket. Their eyes were on alert for any incoming intruder. A sound of panic emanated from Angela and Margaret as they were unblind-folded; their hands and legs were still under the powers of the rope. "Please, do not kill us," Angela pleaded with the scary stature right before her. "You no go keep quiet?" He sounded in a deep tone. "Please sir, we can double the amount of whatever you are being paid for this; just let us go," Margaret promised. "See this ajebo; you think say everything na money, abi ? He replied, lighting the cig that was sung in his mouth. He then blew out a wide smoke, creating a choky ambiance. They coughed at the inhaling of the smoke as he continued; "One thing wey all these rich

"Abigail!" Margaret shouted. "Are you surprised to see me?" She replied. "You should be in police custody by now. We have all been looking for you." She added. Angela signaled her to keep her mouth shut at once. "No!, allow her to run her mouth; until I shut it up for her forever." Abigail threatened. "Please Abigail, let us go!" Angela pleaded. "Let you go?" She shook her head as she strolled around; scanning the pistol in her grip, she continued; "You took everything away from me, Angela; Right from our days in the university it has always been you." She took one step at a time towards the window gazing at the cloudy sky. Her eyelids blinked repeatedly, her jaws vibrated as she tried fighting the pool of tears in her eyes. "When I wanted to be SUG secretary, you were chosen over me, when I wanted to be the choir leader in our fellowship, you were the one they all chose; and now, the one man my heart beats for still chose you over me." She turned back, facing them; "you lef