Tricia’s Nightmare – Episode 14b “Well, you’d have to get of this phone to allow me do just that,” Teju replied before Peter could hang up the call. They both laughed before Teju said seriously “Thanks mate, for having my back.” “Always my pleasure, always,” Peter said and cut the connection. “Why do you think she came in?” Kofo asked once she was sure Peter would not hear her. “I cannot deduce that, but whatever reason it is, she has just committed a blunder. Now you were saying we should get going. I’ll be a proper Nigerian man now – hurry up woman!” She grinned and they kissed lightly before setting out. ********* Aisha Ujah landed in Nigeria that morning with the 6:45am Virgin Atlantic flight. She had made special arrangements to be picked up that morning. She did not have much time. She first visited the mortuary where Bruno’s body was being kept. She knew the body would not be released for burial until the case was over, but she needed that for the smokescreen of trying to arrange burial to work. The driver that met up with her at the airport had been instructed to buy and register three mobile lines on three different networks. She called her contact on the one designated for the day now “Do you have him?” she asked, straight to the point. “Yes ma’am, he’s with us now.” the female voice from the other end of the line responded. “Good, now make the call and make the demand.” She instructed and then cut the call off. Then she headed for her family house to ensure that everyone saw her. ******* Justice Toboriye Douglas had just finished her exercise routine for the day. Since they had been given quarters in Lekki phase 1, she had created a daily routine of jogging and then exercising in the serene and secure environment provided by their government provided estate. She had not had an easy life, the justice. Her husband had died in an air-crash just after they had their first son. And she had chosen not to remarry but dedicate her life to the two things that were now most important to her. The first was her career and she had fought tooth and nail in the male dominated world of the bench to get to where she was. The second was her son. She loved and doted on him with all her heart. He was seventeen now, and looked so much like his father and had his brilliant mind. He had gotten into university at sixteen and was in his second year now. The second bit of her morning routine was to call him in school. He didn’t like it, but she had made him promise he would always take her calls, and good boy that he was, he had stayed true to his promise. She took a cool shower and savored toweling herself dry before packing her hair up. She liked the way the grey was beginning to mingle with her dark brown hair. It gave her a distinguished, judgelike look in her opinion. She reached for her phone to call her son and was scrolling through to his number when the phone began vibrating in her hand. “Mtchew, who is this one disturbing me this early morning? It’s even an unknown number.” She cut the call off and dialed her son’s number. It rang twice and then it was picked “Hello darling, how are you,” she began. “Hello Justice Douglas, you just cut our call to you” a chilling female voice answered. She nearly dropped the phone in astonishment. “Who is this? Why is Timi not answering the phone?” she shouted. “Listen carefully Justice. We have your son now, and you will do as we say, otherwise, you will never see him again. There is a murder case that you will pass judgment for on Monday, concerning a Miss Tricia Abah. You must pass a guilty verdict unfailingly with maximum penalty, otherwise you will see Timi, but he will not see you again, ever, permanently. Do not try to withdraw from the case, or contact the police. We will know, and I do not need to repeat what will happen. We have sent you an email containing a picture of Timi from his phone.” With that, the line went dead. Almost instantly, her phone beeped. An email had come in. As if in a trance, she reached for the phone and checked the email. It was from Timi and there was a file attachment. She opened the attachment. It was a picture. Of her baby. Tied up, with a gun to his head. If she had thought this was a joke of some kind, all doubts cleared from her mind. This was no joke. She called her secretary “cancel all appointments I have today.” Then she called the commissioner of police on his private line “Mike, I need your help…” she began. ************ They had all gathered in Kofo’s office. Teju and Kofo were seated on Kofo’s side of the desk, while Taju, Maro and Olu took the visitor’s seats opposite. “Teju Bello, I presume,” Olu said, addressing Teju. Teju nodded in the affirmative. “I have heard about your role in the downfall of Saranja” he continued. Episode 14c follows
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