Must Read: #B•I•T•C•H….. Part 40



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“Have they called?” Henry asked Zainab as she returned with
the three million naira, he looked rather cool and relaxed
compared to Zainab who looked like someone whose brother
had just been kidnapped… Well, her brother had just been
Her mind was somewhere else and Henry had to ask the
second time before she shook her head in response.
“Good! That gives us more time to get ready.” Henry replied.
“Get ready? They requested for ten million but we have just
three million. They obviously don’t want the police to be
involved and surprisingly, you don’t want the police to be
involved too… I’m beginning to wonder whose side you are
“Firstly, I didn’t say I don’t want the police to be involved. I
said, I don’t you to call the police YET, we would involve them
in the right time.” He replied and started walking out of the
room. “Now, while I go get the bags, can make yourself useful
and divided the money with you into three equal parts?”
Zainab really wanted to reply, but non of the responses that
popped into her head made sense. She just closed her opened
mouth and started doing as she was told.
“Are you enjoying the meal?” John asked.
Jummy had her mouth full so she had to quickly chew and
swallow before she replied.
“Enjoy? That’s a modest word to express how good this food
tastes. How did you know that I loved Pounded yam and Egusi
with STRICTLY goat meat?”
Henry smiled, “when you date someone long enough and love
her truly, everything she says is important and you don’t forget
it even if you want to.”
Jummy couldn’t help but blush, but the thoughts of how much
John had hurt her crossed her mind once more. She just
couldn’t accept him because of a fancy dinner and the few
changes he had made, after all what’s worse than walking
home and catching your husband screwing his best friend who
happens to be MALE.
“It would have been much better if it was a female.” She
suddenly said out loud without even knowing.
“What did you say?” John asked looking confused, he heard
her clearly but didn’t quite get what she meant at the time and
was wondering what that had to do with the meal.
“Nothing.” Jummy replied and started rinsing her hand. “I’ve
lost my appetite,” she added as she did so.
John was more confused now, what have I done wrong? He
“Jummy…” He called out her name.
“John… Please don’t even start. You know one funny thing,
even after what you did to me…”
“Jummy…” He cut in.
She continued like he hadn’t said anything. “I still love you,
and I hate it that I love you. But wiether or love you or not
doesn’t matter anymore…”
“Jummy…” He cut in once again.
“I’m glad you have changed because that would make things
easier for the next lady you meet. We can be friends but you
and I can never be together again.” She picked up the napkin
and wiped her mouth then stood up to leave.
“Are you done?” John asked.
“I’m going.” She replied as she fought back the tears that were
in the mood to let loose.
“I know I’m a jerk and a huge idiot who doesn’t deserve you
especially after what I did to you, and I also know no amount of
‘sorry’ can relief you of the pain I caused you. But there is a
small problem, I just don’t want to be just your friend.” Henry
paused, stood up and walked to the front of Jummy, he held her
hands. “Jumoke, you are the one I see anytime I sleep, the one
I can’t survive a minute without thinking about, the makes life
worth living… I mean I think about you and its like nothing else
matters, you bring me joy… Jummy…” He looked her straight in
the eyes, “you complete me.”
Jummy was speechless. No one had ever said such beautiful
things to her and she really wanted to kiss him on that spot
and forget everything, but the ugly memories of what he had
done crossed her mind once more.
“John, I wish it was that easy. I’ve forgiven you but like I said
earlier, you and I can’t work. I’m going home, don’t bother
about taking me home, I’ll find my way home.”
With that, Jummy stormed out, tears rolling freely down her
cheek as she did so.
John sat on the floor confused. He finally realized something;
he really meant everything he said to Jummy and he hated
himself for hurting her.
He stood up and walked over to the roof’s slab and looked
down. Without having Jummy, life didn’t seem worth living
anymore to him.
A few minutes later, Henry reappeared with three identical
bags but instead of them to be empty, they all seemed to be
half filled with something.
He walked closer to Zainab and dropped the bag at her front
Zainab looked up at him and saw he was grinning. “What’s
making you grin?” She asked.
“Never mind, just put one million into each bag and make sure
the money covers the newspapers under totally.”
“Newspapers? What are you talking about?” Zainab inquired.
“You are a smart lady, you can’t possibly tell me you don’t get
the idea of what we are going to do yet.” Henry said with a
“Wait… Wait… Wait!!! We are talking ’bout my brother here. We
aren’t going to try and trick the kidnappers, they might get
angry and I’m sure I don’t want them to throw their anger on
my brother. When they call…”
Speaking about the devil, Zainab was interrupted as her phone
suddenly started ringing.
She looked at the screen and saw the number was hidden just
like the first time the kidnappers had called. She knew it was
them. She picked the call and put it on loud speaker.
“Hello.” She said.
“Have you gotten the money ready?” Mr Dayo asked.
Zainab had to make a decision quickly. She could either say
yes and hope Henry’s plan worked out as planned or say no
and let her brother stay in the arms of people who could really
‘hurt’ him. She was still weighing her options when she
suddenly heard a scream in the background which sounded a
lot like Taofeek’s voice.
“Who was that?” She asked.
“Oh! So you are still there? I thought you had died while
answering the phone so I decided to motivate you… NOW IS MY
Without thinking Zainab replied “yes! Its ready.”
“Good, now we are talking. Here’s what you are going to do,
get into you car now and drive to Cele express. Look around
and you would see two bridges, a motor bridge and a
pedestrian bridge. Carry the three bags and walk to the
pedestrian bridge. I’ll call you in twenty minutes time so that
means you have twenty minutes to get there.”
“Okay.” Zainab said with her voice shaking.
“I don’t think its necessary to tell you to come alone right?”
“Yes.” Zainab replied and a beep followed as the call was
Without saying a word to Zainab, Henry unzipped one of the
bags and started loading it with the money… Zainab paused for
a minute, staring at him in silence.
“You have twenty minutes and you are admiring me?”
Zainab didn’t bother replying as she snapped back to reality.
She unzipped another bag and started filling it up.
For someone who was in the hands of kidnappers who just
opened a tool box filled with weird looking things that could
really hurt someone, Taofeek looked pretty relaxed.
“Do you know what this is?” The other man who had walked in
with Mr Dayo asked Henry as he held a tool that looked exactly
like a screw driver.
“A screw driver?” Taofeek replied as if asking for some sort of
The man pressed a button on the screw-driver and the tip of
the screw-driver splited only to reveal two sharp looking pin-
like objects that replaced the tip of the screw-driver.
“No my friend, this isn’t a really a screw-driver. Its more like
an injection with two pins. The problem I have with it is that it
doesn’t cause much pain.”
Taofeek opened his mouth in shock, why would he want it to
cause more pain? He wondered.
“What do you plan on doing with that?” He asked.
“Just to motivate your sister.” Mr Dayo cut in and the dialed
Zainab’s number.
Everybody was quite for a few minutes and then Mr Dayo spoke
“have you gotten my money ready?”
Taofeek listened carefully and tried to understand the
conversation. The next thing he knew, the weird looking screw-
driver was stabbed into his laps and he let out and ear
deafening scream.
The only tangible things he got out of Mr Dayo’s conversation
was one: he definitely was somewhere about a place called
Cele Express and Zainab had the money prepared.
He was going to be free at last! He thought to himself and smile
formed on his face.
He forgot things don’t also go as planned.
In no time, the bags were filled and the newspapers were
properly covered with the money.
“Let’s go, I’ll drive.” Henry said to Zainab.
“Didn’t you hear the part where I’m meant to deliver the money
“And you would deliver the money alone, but I’m driving you
there, besides, I’m a better and faster driver.”
Zainab wasn’t in the mood to argue. She tried to pick up the
the three bags and take them to the car, but they were too
heavy. Henry folded his arms and watched her struggle with
the bags in amusement. When he had had enough fun, he
walked over and snatched the bags from and her hands, easily
lifting then from the floor.
“And later, you females would say ‘what a man can do, a
woman can do better’, when you can just carry a few
newspapers.” Henry said as he walked away.
Zainab smiled.
By the time they got to the car and were on the road, Zainab
picked up her phone and dialed a number.
Henry saw that she held the phone to her ears and became
curious, “who are you calling?”
“Someone. You don’t expect us to go without the police
knowing and not even a friend in case thing go wrong?”
“Nothing would go wrong.”
“Well, I’m not taking any chances,” she replied and before
Henry could reply, the recipient picked up.
“Do you know what time it is?” Jummy asked from the other
end of the line.
“Shut up and listen, this is serious.” Zainab replied then when
she got Jummy’s attention, she went ahead to tell her the
whole story and made Jummy promise not to call the police…
Jummy promised then Zainab hung up.
“Now, someone knows where we were last seen.” Zainab said
to Henry.
They got to the bridge as instructed and Zainab walked out of
the car alone, dragging the three bags along, she stood at the
pedestrian bridge just as instructed.
Her phone went life at exactly twenty minutes.
“Are you there?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Good. Now, do as I say. Drop one of the bags beside the
middle pillar of the pedestrian bridge the take the remaining
two back to the car and drive to Mile 2 – Oke, you have ten
minutes to do that.” The call went dead.
Jummy did exactly as told and went back to the car.
“Why did you drop one bag there and what would happen to the
remaining bags?” Henry asked looking confused.
“That was the instruction, now drive to Mile 2 – Oke.”
“Wow!!! This just got quite interesting.” Henry said as he
started the car.


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