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“Juliet!” Peter shouted as he ran toward her. Then, Ijezem shot again, this time, hitting Peter in the neck. He too hit ground. The soldiers were gripped by fear as blood spewed out of Peter’s neck. Jariye knew from the angles that the shooter had to be on the roof. “Make sure you don’t let go of her,” he ordered soldier holding Isabell. “You guys come with me. The shooter is on the roof,” he shouted. A group of soldiers rushed towards the roof with Jariye while some attended to Juliet and Peter Iningo. Ijezem had his line of escape already mapped out. He quickly made his way to the ground while Jariye and the soldiers climbed to the roof. When they reached the roof, they could see him jumping over the fence and running into the street. Jariye shot at him but he missed. He called to tell Martin and Simon that Ijezem was in the street. He and the soldiers quickly climbed down and ran toward Ijezem.

Just when he thought he had gone free, Simon’s bullet hit Ijezem in the back as he attempted to enter his getaway car. Simon shot at him again, making sure he would not escape. He dropped to ground, sinking into a pool of his own blood. “He is down,” Simon announced over the radio to Jariye. He told the soldier to go and retrieve his body. He dashed back to the house. Peter was being rushed to hospital. Juliet Iningo died on the spot. “I knew that was you the moment I heard your voice shouting out instructions to the soldiers,” Isabell said to him. “I guess I can call you Geraldine now,” Jariye said. “The night you and I were attacked in front of the stadium, I should have known that something was wrong,” He continued. “You and Madubene were not supposed to know each other, but lying on the floor, I recall she called you by name as though he had known you from Adam. Why did you kill the man who raised you…now you ordered the killing of your own mother…well, the woman who raised you? You lured Dilingo away that night so that Ijezem could kill Maxwell Iningo, your uncle.

“Now it makes sense. Ijezem was working on the premises that night, which is the reason the police and military could not find the shooter. Ijezem was working for your uncle (Maxwell Iningo), so he walked in without arousing suspicion, killed him and returned to his post on the premises, even helped to search for the shooter. It was very well planned. For a long time, you had me looking at the wrong people. Then, my stubborn sister found out who you really are and you had either Ijezem or Madubene or both blow her to death alongside the police chief.” “She deserved to die. Why did she go about searching for things that were not her business? I had Both Madubene and Jariye plant the bomb that killed her. She asked for it!” Isabell yelled at him. “So why did you kill Dilingo?” “He was asking too many questions about Ijezem. He was supposed to enjoy our fling and forget it ever happened, and then he wanted to own me completely while he stayed married. As if that was not enough, he started sniffing around about my business with Ijezem. He had mentioned to my uncle…who thought he was my father that Ijezem was doing something illegal with me after he found some monetary transactions between us. It was not his business.”

“Ozama was your friend. Why did you have her killed?” “She was passing information she got from me and you to Chief Elemazu’s men. Friends don’t do that, so I took care of her.” “You have no feelings, I guess?” “I lost my feelings years ago. I watched the man and woman who were supposed to be my parents run after power and money all their lives. They were demons who cared about no one other than themselves. When I found my true identity, it confirmed what I had thought about them. It gave me new identity…renewed strength to believe in something. My twin brother and I were inseparable. When you killed him, I had to plot your death. You gorged my heart open with a sword and left me to bleed to death by killing him.” “I did not mean to kill him. I can’t say that I regret it though,” Jariye remarked.

“And you had to kill your own aunt? The woman who raised you?” “She was a slut. She slept with any man that walked past her. I hated her. She was there when they made my mother give us away! What did she do? They all deserved to die…all the Iningos!!!” “Take her away,” Jariye said to the soldiers. He had heard enough. “I will see you in court. Your hate and unforgiveness has brought you this far. I will make sure you never see the light of day again,” Jariye said to her as she was taken away. An hour later, Chief Ukadieme’s compound was swarming with military police as they arrested him and his wife.  They took away computers and documents as a full investigation began.

One Year Later
Jariye was clad in black suit, grey tie and black shoes as he stood before the pastor while Millicent and her father matched towards them. She was looking immaculately beautiful in her stunning wedding gown. The song, ‘At Last’ by Etta James was playing - At last, my love has come along. My Lonely days are over. And life is like a song….Jariye was smiling from ear to ear. Millicent too smiled broadly as she marched towards him. The last year had been a very busy one for them as Jariye fought in court to have Isabell Iningo, now known officially as Geraldine Ukadieme and her parents locked away. In the end, Geraldine received a life sentence while Ukadieme and Linda were each sentenced to thirty five years in prison. The revelations from the case led to the removal of Governor Isiaboti. Both Geraldine and her parents had tapes showing how Juliet and Abugu transferred money to him and Peter Iningo leading to his rise as the speaker of the state house of assembly and later on, the governor.

Okrima, Killer’s accomplice was sentenced to fifty years in prison. Peter Iningo received a suspended sentence of five years in jail for bribery. Because of his cooperation and assistance in solving the case, he did not have to go to jail, although he paid back all the money he had received to the state. Chief Vincent Elemazu and Chief Alex Uwadighibe were suspended from politics for life.

“This is the happiest day of my life,” Jariye said during their wedding reception. “I owe this day to the resilience and feisty spirit of my late sister, Grace who taught me to fight for justice and to defend those who cannot defend themselves. Through her I learned and gained a lot, but the most important of all is the fact that I met my lovely beautiful wife, Millicent through her. In Millicent, I have found renewed strength to live again, after Grace’s death. She is like another Grace in my life – the one who inspires me, loves me, supports and encourages me through thick and thin. God bless the day I found you, Millicent.” Millicent smiled beautifully as the crowd clapped raucously.


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