Oyinade drove her car so
recklessly that she had almost gotten herself killed by on-coming vehicles.
It is so early in the morning and
no one should be seen in such speed. She needed to see Ronke.
She could really use some advice.
The previous day is what you would term her worst nightmare.
She couldn’t believe she had actually spilled the beans to that
tormentor. She closed her eyes briefly as she remembered the awkward tension she felt in her own office.
“I love Richard ma” she had dropped immediately Prisca
stopped talking. Prisca’s facial expression did not change one bit. You would assume that she already knew it with the way she
pasted that smile on her face.
“I have seen him times without number on the television and I decided to work here in BRH, hoping that he would love me
back” she said in one breath.
“Oh… so you are trying to tell me that you never knew he was married?” Prisca asked.
Oyinade sniffed and shook her head. “I never knew until I got here. When I got here and discovered he was married, I just wished I would have something with him”.
“You are a terrible liar. I am going to let that slide though. I thought you denied being a w---e; tell me: what ‘plan’ did you put
in place to ensure that Richard leaves his beautiful bride?” Prisca asked Oyinade looked at her.
She had truly heard everything
she said to Ronke, she thought.
She had hoped that she didn’t hear everything; the ending part
particularly.
“You would tell her ma’am. You would tell them and my life would be shattered, I would be
jobless.” She had cried.
“No. I would not tell a single
soul. I just want to determine if you are the best person for me to use.
You see, Belina came into my family, taking away my parents’ attention and drawing it to herself. She became showered with all kinds of gifts and my
parents scolded me all the
time because of her. She became a peasant; a thorn
in my flesh. I have wanted to pay her back somehow, anyhow, but I hadn’t got the chance till now. You taking Richard would mean that I have my revenge and you also have your man.
What do you think?”
Oyinade was speechless.
She had known from her distant study of Prisca that she is dangerous and unpredictable but she hadn’t expected her to be
that way with her sister.
She knew how neglect can make you do silly things having experienced it first- hand with her parents.
“Ok ma. I tried to seduce him with my body but he is too immune towards me.
The only thing I did and
succeeded with was to create discord between them. Maybe you can give me an advice as to how to go about it though, I have
not even had twenty-four
hours of complete victory.”
Oyin said, happy that she now had a formidable ally.
Prisca stood up, raising her
phone in the air.
“Thanks for you sincerity my dear, it was most helpful. For the
record, I did not have your
earlier phone conversation
recorded, it was just bait.
Now, I have your confessions recorded. Next time, think twice about s------g with my family
because Richard and Belina
are family. Chaos. MUAH” Prisca blew her a kiss and waltzed out of the office with a cool smile.
All the blood flowing through
Oyinade’s veins seemed to
freeze as she choked.
Oyinade parked her car in
front of Ronke’s compound.
She had been too worn out to call her last night but she could really use some advice right now. She had rejected
all of Ronke’s advices,
relying on her own ideas and impulses but presently,
she could not even think of
a single line of action.
She knocked on the entrance door and Ronke came out in her night gown to open. They greeted normally and she sat down on the chair forcefully.
Ronke stared at Oyin, expecting her to begin her blabbing about her stupidity and asking how
they were going to deal
with Belina’s pregnancy but
instead, she just sat there,
looking at her with her head in her hands.
“I am finished Ronke.
Totally screwed” Oyin said
after long silence.
“Yeah, I got it. The pretty wife is pregnant” she said sarcastically, going to grab a bottle of water even though she really wanted to drink something strong.
“No. it is much worse than that” Oyin said, catching Ronke’s attention with her grim face. She narrated all that happened the previous day, right from the very top where she had refused to
see Richard, making him feel guilty, to the very bottom. Ronke just gaped at her when she finished like she had ten heads.
“You are the most stupid idiot I have ever seen in my life. Were you possessed or something?” she barked.
“Don’t insult me, d--n you.
Let’s just find a way to solve
this problem, please” Oyin
said.
“You must be crazy if you
think that I am going to help you with anything. The time I was there to help, you did not listen to me.
This is your problem and you would solve it yourself. If I were you, I would be more concerned about a bigger problem.” She said, finally grabbing a drink.
Oyinade was confused and stricken.
“What are you talking about?”
“I can blow the whistle faster than any referee in a football match. I know of all your plans, everything you did just to get Richard and his wealth to yourself. I also know of the two million naira fraud you committed last year in your former hospital before leaving”.
Oyinade blanched.
“How do you know about that?” she asked, shaken to her roots.
Ronke walked back to her
seat, glass of whiskey in one hand.
“Unlike you, I am not so stupid. Now, if I were you, I would be
looking for five million
Naira. I give you two weeks;
two weeks to get the money, if not, you would be behind bars faster than you can ever imagine” Ronke said, placed her glass against her lips and took in a mouth-full of whiskey.
