Oluwole spent the remaining part of the week crying in his luxurious room. Now that his father was gone, the thought of going back home was far from him. Home without his father would be nightmare. The people that killed his father probably also sought to kill him too. He therefore decided to stay with Charles.He needed him now more than ever. He had nowhere else to go. The love and care Charles had shown him since he arrived was far preferred to that which he would receive back home.“I love you daddy. I do and I always will.” Oluwole said holding the photograph of him and his father to his chest. Right now, that was his most treasured and valued item. It was the only tangible memory of his late father that he had.He had no other family relations that he knew of. No uncles or aunts. He was still staring at the photograph when he had an asthma attack. He looked around his room frantically for his inhaler which was in his bag pack. The struggled to get it within his reach. He needed
Ben drove them back to the warehouse. On the way, they had change of vehicle for about seven times. When they got to the warehouse which was now Woles new or rather Samuels present home, Felicia placed a call to Charles. He informed him that they were back from the hospital. Charles gave her the instruction that henceforth, Wole should be addressed as his son and by the name of Samuel. He also told her to make sure that all the other staffs that worked in the warehouse got the message. Hand the phone over to him I want to speak to him, said Charles. Your father wishes to speak to you, he knows that you are sick so don’t worry he would soon be back home, said Felicia to the hearing of Charles. She wanted to make sure that Charles would think that she is actually going with the he is my son nonsense. Deep down she had pity for Sam. She knew that Charles would change him from the innocent boy that he recruited a week ago. Yet she had to go with it, even though it was all pretense. Sh
Felicia was 20 by age.She was just a simple girl going about every day on the streets in search of a job as a maid. She had gone to schools, hospitals and basically anywhere that required the maintenance services of a maid.She wanted to get herself the job even though it seemed menial just so she could settle her fees at the university. That was the point when Ben came into her life, the instrument that the devil had used to destroy her future. She had introduced to Ben by a friend of hers. Immediately she was told of the huge sum of money that was involved in the job, she applied for it. She didn’t even put into consideration of how a job as a maid could fetch out such a salary. The desperation to settle up pending school bills and return as a big girl flooded her thoughts and made her rush into it without having a rethink. Back then she was so filled with joy when she had received the news that she had gotten the job. She had no clue that it was a life time job with a contract t
As he watched the cartoon series, Sam could feel something in his heart. There was a feeling that was pointing out to him that all was not right. He was greatly disturbed by it. It was almost as if someone was trying to talk to him in his heart. He could hear a voice speak but could not understand what it was saying. He was ignorant of what it was pinned on. Yet he was pinned on ignoring it. He was really into the cartoon channel, enjoying every scene and every show.Before all this, Kate never allowed him to watch any cartoons when his dad wasn’t around and that was basically a lot of times. When he was not at school or doing his homework, she made him do house chores over and over again to her satisfaction. So it was normal for him to have a certain craving for cartoons at his age even though he didn’t know it. He got so caught up in the show that he ended up flushing both the feeling that was on him and the incessant voice down the drain. Apart from his afternoon lunch and his eve
Sam woke up the following morning with a nagging headache. He was surprised to see that the T.V was still on and that he had slept off while watching cartoons. He thought of starting the day with some few episodes but the rash headache seemed to disagree with him and denied him the opportunity. He forced himself to get out of bed in order search and to get a remedy. With his head dizzy, he attempted to look at the wall clock behind his bed. From the quick glance he was able to capture, it read 7:01pm. He got out of his room in a bid to go downstairs. Carefully, he made his way down the stairs. Looking through the demarcating centralized space of the living room and the kitchen, he could get a very good view of all the various angles of the warehouse. From the view, he could see the house to be more of a hotel than a warehouse. He was not aware that the place he was living in was a warehouse for hard-drugs. He was just in the belief that he lived in a regular house that contained nor
She was 20 by age.She was just a simple girl going about everyday on the streets in search of a job as a maid. She had gone to schools, hospitals and basically anywhere that required the maintenance services of a maid.She wanted to get herself the job even though it seemed menial just so she could settle her fees at the university. That was the point when Ben came into her life, the instrument that the devil had used to destroy her future. She had introduced to Ben by a friend of hers. Immediately she was told of the huge sum of money that was involved in the job, she applied for it. She didnt even put into consideration of how a job as a maid could fetch out such a salary.The desperation to settle up pending school bills and return as a big girl flooded her thoughts and made her rush into it without having a rethink. Back then she was so filled with joy when she had received the news that she had gotten the job
As he watched the cartoon series, Sam could feel something in his heart. There was a feeling that was pointing out to him that all was not right. He was greatly disturbed by it. It was almost as if someone was trying to talk to him in his heart.He could hear a voice speak but could not understand what it was saying. He was ignorant of what it was pinned on. Yet he was pinned on ignoring it. He was really into the cartoon channel, enjoying every scene and every show.Before all this, Kate never allowed him to watch any cartoons when his dad wasnt around and that was basically a lot of times. When he was not at school or doing his homework, she made him do house chores over and over again to her satisfaction. So it was normal for him to have a certain craving for cartoons at his age even though he didnt know it.He got so caught up in the show that he ended up flushing both the feeling that was o
He woke up the following morning with a nagging headache. He was surprised to see that the T.V was still on and that he had slept off while watching cartoons. He thought of starting the day with some few episodes but the rash headache seemed to disagree with him and denied him the opportunity. He forced himself to get out of bed in order search and to get a remedy. With his head dizzy, he attempted to look at the wall clock behind his bed.From the quick glance he was able to capture, it read 7:01pm. He got out of his room in a bid to go downstairs.Carefully, he made his way down the stairs. Looking through the demarcating centralized space of the living room and the kitchen, he could get a very good view of all the various angles of the warehouse. From the view, he could see the house to be more of a hotel than a warehouse. He was not aware that the place he was living in was a warehouse for hard-drugs. He was just in the belie