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“I can see you Azubuike. Like I said, I am the father of the boy that your wife, Folashade delivered. She was sleeping with me at the same time she was sleeping with you before you got married,” Matthew said over the phone. Azubuike listened intently in his car. “Who are you?” “I will tell you at the right time. If you follow my lead, you will find out the truth. Your wife is a killer…a cold-blooded killer. What did she tell you happened some weeks ago? That she had an accident or she was robbed? She tried to kill me because I was going to tell you about the paternity of the child she was crying. Well, I asked her for money as well. She and those two young men tried to kill me but I had brought some backup. I was almost dead…if I had not brought backup, I’d be dead now.” “So you want me to believe you?” “No, I want you to find out the truth for yourself. One, run a DNA test on your son and match it against your own DNA. You should know where to do that. Two, your wife is on the other side of Marina on Macaulay Street.”

“Really? What is she doing here?” “She is here to pay me to keep quiet….to keep me from telling you the truth about who she is. She is a killer and if you don’t do anything about it, soon, you’d be next on her kill list.” “I took those pictures I sent to you when my military friends rescued me from her and her hired killers. I will give you a command to walk down to Macaulay Street in a moment. Just relax, if you can until I ask you to move. You will get to find out who your wife truly is.” Azubuike was breathing heavily. He did not want to believe a word of what Matthew was telling him, but somehow, he wanted to end this game once for all time.

“Fola, I want you to step out of the car,” Matthew said. “Now?” “Yes, right now!” “Should I bring the money with me?” “Not yet. We will get back in the car when I want the money. We need to talk first.” “Folashade quickly took the pistol and stowed it in her jean pocket. Gosh, there are too many people here. I can’t shoot him and get away with it, she thought looking around as she flickered through her mind in search of a way around her dilemma. “Stand a short distance from your car. If you brought your killers with you, be rest assured that they will die this time…probably you too.” “I am alone.” “I hope so.” “Stand there for now. I will call you back.” “It is very hot here. Are you going to be long?” “I make the rules, Fola. You either stand there or I spill the beans to your husband.” Matthew hung up without waiting to hear what Folashade had to say next.

“Azubuike, I want you to walk across the street. There is a restaurant at the junction between Awolowo Street and Macaulay Street opposite First Bank car park.” “I know the spot you are talking about,” Azubuike answered. “Good. I want you to walk into the restaurant. Someone is waiting for you there. The restaurant has cubicles. He will take you to a back cubicle. The place will be dark so you won’t see anyone’s face. Don’t be afraid. If we wanted to hurt you, we would have done that long back. Just sit where you are told and listen. Keep your phone with you.” “I hope you are not playing a fast one. If anything happens to me, other people I work with will come after you, whatever your name is.” ‘I promise you, nothing will happen to you. You will thank me after this.”

Azubuike walked to the entrance of the restaurant and a tall young man took him to the back. The cubicle was pitch dark. He sat on the far end of the seat, with another sitting sport to his left. He sat there listening to his own heartbeat. He did not know if there was another person in the cubicle. His hand was in his pocket with his phone as his only way out should he be attacked. “Please don’t use your phone until you are told to do so,” a voice said. “Who are you?” Azubuike asked. “I will tell you later. I was not the person you discussed with over the phone. He will be in with your wife in a moment.”

A few minutes later, Folashade and Matthew entered. Azubuike did not know who entered. “Fola can you hear me?” Matthew asked. He was seated beside Azubuike while Fola sat next to one of Matthew’s military friends who was armed to the teeth.” “Yes. Why don’t you take the money and end this for goodness sake?” She asked caustically. “One of my guys has picked up the money already, so don’t worry about that.” “I hope you don’t disturb me again. For goodness sake, I am not the first woman to sleep with a man. After all, I was not even married at the time.” “But you were engaged or dating seriously. And, your husband deserves to know that he is not the father of the child he calls his son.” “Let me decide that, Matthew. What do you know about marriage?” “I know that truth ought to be the basis of marriage. Your husband should know that you are paying me hundreds of thousands to keep me quiet. He should know that he is not the father of your child. He should know that you are a killer…that you tried to kill me. He should know what happened that day you tried to kill me.”

“If only he could make a woman pregnant, all these would never have happened!” Fola snapped angrily. “But you like his money anyway?” “It is none of your business, Matthew. I don’t want you calling me again. Let this be the last time you will call me for money. Leave me and my family alone.” “Your fake family, you mean?” “I have paid you please stop bugging my life.” “I will leave you alone when you tell your husband that you tried to kill me. I guess if he is no longer able to provide for you, you’d probably leave him or kill him.” “Yes, I would just like I am going to waste you right now!” Fola said angrily. She quietly pulled out the pistol from her pocket in the dark.” “What did you say?” “I said I am going to waste you Matthew. You are not that smart. I get what I want. The first time you escaped. This time, you are dead meat!” Folashade had not realized that an armed man was sitting on the other end of her seat. She pulled the pistol out quickly. “Turn on the light now! Matthew, I have a gun pointed at you. Turn on the lights else, I’d blow your brains off,” she threatened. The lights came on.

To her left was a man with an AK-47 pointed at her. Opposite the gun-wielding man was Azubuike who could not believe his ears or eyes. He stared at her, wondering how she had been able to hide her true identity from him all the while. Mathew had ducked under the table, in case she fired first. The site of an AK-47 pointing menacingly at her left her shivering. More so, the site of Azubuike in the cubicle shattered her. Her hands began to shake. “Honey…,” she said, unsure of what to say next. “Who are you, Folashade?” Azubuike asked. “Drop the gun, else, your brain cells will be flying all over this place now,” Matthew’s friend warned. She dropped the gun. “I am afraid; we’ll have to arrest your wife. The whole proceeding was recorded. I have police outside now waiting to pick her up,” Matthew said as he emerged from under the table.

“I did not mean it honey,” she said. “Please don’t let them take me away. I was only joking. James is your son. Don’t listen to him!” She pleaded. Azubuike ignored her as policemen marched in and took her away. “Honey! You promised to love me in truth and in health…for better for worse!!!” She yelled. “Not this type, my dear…not this type. I am in shock,” said Azubuike who could barely believe himself. “Here is your money Mr.” One of Matthew’s friends said handing him the money they had picked up from Folashade’s car. Azubuike was utterly stunned. When he reached home that evening, he stood by the door of their son’s room watching him intently as their house help fed him. “Can I hold him?” He asked after James was done eating. “Yes,” said the house help. “Is madam coming home soon?” “She asked. “No.” “Tomorrow?” “Never,” Azubuike answered emphatically.

He watched James closely, looking for any resemblance between him and James, but he could not find any. Instead, he saw that his eyes and ears were more like Mathew’s. Even though he was too young to tell exactly, Azubuike could tell that James would be very fair…just like Matthew, while he and Folashade were very dark. Two days later, Azubuike had a nurse and a lab technician come to the house and take samples from himself and James for paternity test. He made sure to pay extra to get the result back soon enough. He contacted his parents and Folashade’s to inform them of what was happening. He also informed his lawyer to start preparing the documentation for a divorce.

Ahsawo!!! (Prostitute!!!),” a policeman yelled at Folashade. “Na so una dey behave these days (That is how you girls of today behave),” he added. “God blessed you with a good husband, instead of being thankful and waiting for God’s time, you decided to jump from man to man. Are you an unsaddled horse? One man was not enough for you; you had to find a spare…abi sex na motor wey get spare part? (Is sex a car that has spare parts?)” Folashade said nothing. She stared at the floor, barely able to raise her head. “You parents are here to see you. Go and tell them what you did,” he concluded unlocking her cell gate. “What is going on, Fola?” her father asked. “I…I…It was the devil papa,” she pleaded through tears. “Which devil!!! I can’t believe the things that I have heard,” her father said. Her mother was in tears.

“I like this one,” Oluchi said referring to a wedding gown. She was picking out a wedding gown for her wedding. Bernard had gotten a fabulous job offer just before graduation, so they had decided to wed sooner than they had originally planned. She was gearing up to return to school soon as well. Edward and Bernard were growing fast. They were making plans to leave them at daycare during the day so that Oluchi would be able to go to school. “That looks very good on your, said Eva, Oluchi’s best friend from Spain. “I know,” she replied excitedly. “You really look fabulous in that dress. You look very happy over all,” the salesgirl at the shop remarked. Even if I wore rags to the altar, I’d still be very happy because I am marrying the best guy in the world. Seriously, he is an angel in a human body. I love this gown, but I know that deep within, I am wearing an elegant, immaculate white and warm robe of happiness that nothing will ever take away from me because of the wonderful man that God placed in my heart and life,” Oluchi explained. “Aww!” Said Eva and the salesgirl, who were both on the verge of tears.

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Victor Chinoo

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