Thursday, April 07, 2016

(Season 2): GENEVIEVE COLE. E7

To read the previous episode, click Letting It Out.
Episode 7 Title: Love and Mystery
Quincy eyes penetrated into mine. His lips moved but no sound or words came out. I guess he was speechless of what I told him. It was the truth and I had to let it out. Doctor Ibinabo excused us and left the room for the two of us to talk. He came closer and took my hands to hold.

“You love me?” he asked me in a serene tone.

“Yes.” I whispered to him.

He released my hands and covered his face. I could see he was smiling ear to ear. He dropped them down and focused his glare at me.  “I don’t know what to say Genny. You are impossible to read. I never thought you could tell me such. You are an amazing woman and I am too excited to do anything or tell you how happy I am right now. You have made me so happy! I just want you to look into my eyes and tell me one more time that you love me and it’s for real.”

“It’s for real Quincy,” I said. “Sincerely, I didn’t expect me to let out what I feel for you. I think it’s the best thing to do. I love you and I am not ashamed to say it. I just want you to know that I am scared of getting hurt. For the period we have worked together, I have found true happiness that I cannot describe. I like the way you look at me and I do not want you to stop. In my past, I have passed through a lot in the hands of my late father. You have given me a reason for me to open my heart to you. I beg you in the name of Almighty God do not break my heart. I will not be able to handle it. You are the first man I have felt this way for. I have never been with any man that I can call a boyfriend.”

Quincy stared at me with a confused expression on his face. “You have never been in a relationship before?”

I shook my head.

“Are you a virgin?” he asked.

I swallowed and an immense rush of anxiety slipped into my body. “No.”

“I don’t understand you Genny.”

“It’s a long story and I don’t think I should hide it from you anymore. My conscience will continue to judge me if I continue to keep it has a secret. My…”

He stopped me by placing his middle finger on my lips. “This is not the right place to discuss about your past. I want you to wait and relax, let me go call doc Ibinabo to do her job. We need to go home.” He took away his finger from my mouth.

“What about the office?” I asked. “Detective Akin went to see if he can get witness at the crime scene of the shooting.”
“We can’t go back to the office. I will contact some of the detectives that we cannot make it back to work. I cannot go there because if I do, I will be force to make Jasmine pay for what she did.”

I sighed. I knew what I was about to tell him could make him more angry but I had to. “Jasmine was not trying to kill me.”

He looked at me angrily. “And what is that supposed to mean?”

“She was only trying to make me fall sick and stay at home while she continues to be the one to attend to you.”

“She’s not the only female detective in the NIB.”

“I know but you are closer to Jasmine and I. She tried to keep me away from you but it didn’t work. I am getting okay and the pain has relieved me.”

“Not completely.”

“Doctor Ibinabo will give me drugs to take home.”

“Why are you defending Jasmine? I don’t like what you are doing!”

“I am not defending her. I am only telling you the decision I want to make.”

“And what is the decision?”

I rose up on my feet, took a deep breath, walked up to him and touched him slightly on the shoulder. “If you truly care a lot about me, you will have to respect my decision. I will not discuss this incident with her. I will not accuse Jasmine of poisoning me.”

He stepped backwards instantly with an irritated look on his face. “Why are you doing this?!”

“This is what I want.”

“If you really love and value me,” he said. “You won’t be talking like this. If you cannot face her, I will for you!”

“Please respect my decision. I know what I am doing.”

“I will tell you the truth, I am not happy with you.” He didn’t allow me say anything but stormed out and left all alone. I went back to sit down, took out my phone from my pocket and called my mom. If something terrible had happened to me, I would not have been able to see my sister.

“Genny Genny my baby,” she said after I greeted her. “How are you?”

“I’m fine. I called to let you know I will follow you to see Jennifer this weekend.”

“Oh I am grateful my daughter! I am sure she will be very happy to see you!”

“And I will be happy to see her too.” I smiled. “How do we travel together?”

“Anyhow you want it my daughter.”

“I want you to come before Saturday so that we can go together. I will drive there.”

“Okay.” She said and kept silent for some seconds. “Genny are you okay?”

“I am fine mom,” I lied to her. “I am only stressed because of work."
“I understand. Please get enough rest at home.”

“I will.” I ended the call and waited patiently for the man I love and the doctor. The both of them came back fifteen minutes later. Quincy was holding a thick white nylon.

“What happened?” I questioned them. “Why are the both of you just coming?”

He answered. “I went to buy your drugs at the pharmacy. I met people there so I had to wait for my turn.”


Doctor Ibinabo gave me the prescription on the drugs. She begged me to eat well before I take them. I thanked her greatly and my partner and I left. We walked side by side together to the car and Quincy drove to a fast food joint to buy some takeaway food for us to eat at home. We arrived at his abode; I went straight to the bathroom to have my bath. I wore my white towel and looked at the mirror. I was exultant that finally, I have a man to call my own. It has been a wonderful journey to work with a remarkable man. We started as enemies, then partners, friends and now lovers. The only thing that was making my heart pound harder beneath my chest was what will be his reaction when I open up about my unfortunate and sad past.

I heard a knock on my door and I left the bathroom to answer him.

“Do you want to sleep in the bathroom?” he asked with a smile dancing on his sexy lips. I longed for his lips on mine but I was not brave enough to make the move on him. He had also freshened up and he wore a white polo only and a blue trouser.

I grinned. “Are you no longer angry with me?”

“Angry with you?”

“About Jasmine.”

The smile remained on his lips. “I cannot force you to do what you do not want. If that is what you feel is right, no problem. I respect your decision.”

“Thank you.”

“What about your tummy?” he asked. 

“It’s still paining me but it’s not like before.”

“Dress up and come to the dinning to eat. You need to take your drugs.”

“You are beginning to behave like my aunt.”

Quincy flared up in laughter and stepped backwards. “Be fast. Don’t make me come in there and dress you up!”

I giggled and quickly shut the door to wear my clothes.

I joined him at the dining table to eat. While we ate, he kept staring at me. His face beamed hard. He helped cleared the dishes and disposed the packs in the waste bin. I took my drugs and went to the dinning to watch a James Bond movie, titled Spectre. Quincy came to sit by my side.

He cleared his throat loudly and I turned to look at him.

“You have my attention if that is what you want.” I plainly said to him.

He smiled faintly and took the remote to reduce the volume of the television.

“We need to talk,” he said. “I want you to tell me about your past.”

Fear rushed into me. My lips were shaking of spilling out the truth to him. He noticed I was apprehensive with my body gesture.

“Relax Genny,” he said. “If you think it’s not important, let’s forget about it.”
It’s important.” I said. “I am only scared.”

Quincy touched me lightly on the arm. “Scared about what?” he asked in a concerned tone.

“That if I tell you the truth about my past,” I replied in a nervous tone. “ You might not love me anymore.”

“This is your past Genny. I cannot judge you with that. We are going to concentrate on the future and not the past.”

I closed my eyes and recalled the torture I passed through.

“I love your father very much because he gave me so much to live for. When I told him about my past, he never blamed or judged me. He encouraged me to work hard and be a better person. That is why I am eager to know the truth about his death. He showed me fatherly love and I can never forget him. My father raped me.”

“What!!!” he exclaimed. “Your father did what?!”

“I was raped several times by him.”

“I…I …don…don’t get you. What about your mother? I know you told me she abandoned you but why would she leave you when your father molested you?”

I explained everything to him. The day she ran away, how she came back to take me and he tortured my mother.

“What kind of a man would do that to his daughter and mother? He was a monster. My goodness! May God forgive me for what I am about to say. I am happy he died in his sleep!”

“He did not! He did not die in his sleep. I lied, I lied! I have been lying to you!”

“Huh? What are you talking about? What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I killed him!” I uttered and burst into loud sobs. “My mother ran away with my sister when I was eleven years old. My ruthless father turned me into his sex machine, his slave! He was going to rape me that night. I was seventeen at that time when I shot him, and I could not take it anymore when he came on top of me. I took his gun and threatened him with it but I was insulted, ridiculed! He was going to come after me, beat me up and rape me. I had no choice but to stop him. I fired the shot! I desperately wanted to be saved. No one was there to save me! I had to save myself because if he had raped me that particular day, I would have committed suicide.”


I looked at him with heated tears in my eyes and I could see him staring at me dumbfounded. My lips and hands were shaking.

“Please Quincy,” I continued to talk with shaky and teary voice. “Tell me you still love me.”

He uplifted on his feet. My watery eyes followed him as he came to stand in front of me. He took my hands and raised me up. 

“You defended yourself!” he said out audibly and touched my face to wipe my tears gently. “You fought for your freedom, your self-respect and your integrity! I still love you deeply and I love you more for telling me the truth. Who am I to judge you? We all have our past and I respect you for not keeping it away from me. Thank you for that.”


Quincy cut me short of my sentence and cleaned very close.

He munched his entire lips into mine in a sensual way.  We closed our eyes as I kissed him back. The feeling, smell and touch kept me locked up in an imaginary world. As we licked each other lower lips and tongues, I imagined Quincy and myself in a castle as I sat by his side,as he’s queen and Quincy my king. I did not want him to let go of me. As if he knew what I was thinking about, he captured my full lips, grabbed me by the waist, rubbed my buttocks and carefully laid me on the long sofa in his living room.”

“I love you Genny,” he muttered into my left ear and went back to eat my lips. "I love you very much."

“I love you.” I said it back to him.

He came down to kissing and licking my neck. I shivered under him and I wrapped my legs around him.

Quincy looked directly into my eyes and smiled brightly. “Good girl.” he said softly and came down to my chest. He removed my blouse and pushed his mouth into my nipple. He was fondling my other breast. I romanced his back with my hands as he continued to play with my boobs passionately.

His tempting touch made me extremely wet but I was not ready to make love to him. I wanted it to be special, have an intimate dinner, talk about the future and end up on his bed, rock his body and sleep on his chest.

“Please stop.” I said.

He raised his head up and stared at me with a puzzled facial appearance. “Did I do anything wrong?”

I shook my head. “I am not ready to have sex.”

Quincy only smiled, pecked my lips and freed me of his touch. He stood up and I sat down, took my blouse quickly and wore it. I was a bit shy as his eyes stroked my body and I also did not want him to see the huge scar on my back.

“Be free with me. Your body belongs to me now.”

“But I have not accepted to be your lover.”

“Then why did you kiss me?” he asked and tried to use his hand to stop his manhood from protruding further. I looked away and kept my glare on the TV.

“You should ask me officially.” I said in a jovial tone.

Quincy still stayed far but he went on one bended knee. “Will you be my girlfriend?”

I laughed. “Of course, but why are you not sitting beside me?”

“You will tempt me if I come close to you.”

I grinned and shook my head. I went on my feet. “I should go to bed now.”

“What about your stomach?” he asked concerned.

“I am okay. I think the drugs are effective."

“That’s good.” He said. “I will still be here. Good night love.”

“Sleep tight Quincy.”

The next morning, I went to say hello to Quincy. He was still on his bed naked. He stretched his hand forward and asked me to join him. 

“Get up!” I spat out and hurried out of his room to mine. I undressed and had my bath, did my morning chores, made breakfast smiling as if I won a lottery. 

Being in love with Quincy was a blessing. I served the both of us fried eggs, sausages and two slices of bread each. He was neatly dressed, looking smart and pleasing.

“You will go to the office alone.” He said after we finished breakfast.


“I will be going to dress my wound and talk with the doctor that attended to me. I want Jasmine to see you fit and strong.”

“So you don’t want to witness the shock on her face, right?”

“I will be forced to accuse of attempted murder. I hope I don’t see her throughout today.”

“Please if you do, try and not to say anything about it.”

“I won’t.” he followed me to my car, pecked me on the cheek. I entered my vehicle and drove away.

On my way, I met no traffic. I got to the office in five minutes. I greeted some of the detectives in their offices before proceeding to mine. The glow on my face glued permanently as I entered my office. Jasmine widened her dazed eyes. She blinked twice as if she had seen a long lost friend. I saluted Leroy, Oscar and Akin before I sat down and prayed a short prayer.

“How was your night?” Jasmine asked without looking straight into my eyes. I could tell she was not a peace seeing me at the office. She was looking better with her look. She was no longer on low cut but with a fine wig.

“I slept like a baby.” I said smiling at her.

She rose up, took her phone from the table. “Excuse me.” she said and walked out of the door.

“Is there something you want to say?” Leroy asked, with a bright smile on his lips. He was staring at my direction.

“What do you mean?”

“You are glowing,” he said. “I mean, did you win a huge amount of money?”

When he mentioned money, I remembered I had not gone to see late Julius mother at the hospital, at least to know her condition. I planned to talk to Akin about it in private later in the day. Jasmine came inside and sat down.

“I did not win a huge amount of money.” I said and I purposely removed the smile on my lips and spoke in a serious tone. “There is something I want to talk to the three of you about. Its about my personal life and it’s important the three of you know.”

“What is it about?” Jasmine asked with a frown on her face. “Have you told Oscar that Quincy is in love with you.”

“Do not be a bitch this morning,” I said to her in an annoyed tone. “It is very early to act this way.”

Oscar appeared shocked with the look written on his face. Jasmine hissed and Leroy roared in laughter and clapped his hands. Akin got on his feet, ready to leave the office for the four of us.

“There is no need for that detective Akin,” I said. “You can sit down. You are already one of us.” He accommodated himself back on his chair.

“Is it true that Quincy is in love with you?” Oscar asked.

“I know this will come as a surprise,” I said softly. “Yes and I am in love.”

“You are in love?” he asked stunned.

Leroy rose up on his feet. “This is good news! At last! Detective Cole, you can finally be in love? This is more than winning a huge amount of money.” He spread out his arms for a hug. I got up and we embraced. “I am very happy for you. I can’t wait to tell Chisom about it.”

“Thank you.” I said and sat on my desk. He stayed by my side.

“Is it Quincy you are in love with?” Jasmine asked.

I riveted my glare at Oscar. He opened his mouth wide and was shaking his head.

“I am sorry if I am going to hurt you one more time,” I said directly to him in a sensitive attitude. “I love Yvonne so much. It was an honor for you to think I will make a good mother to her. I will forever care so much about her if you allow me remain in her life. I…”

“Do not preach Genevieve,” he finally opened his mouth to speak in an emotional tone. “Is it Quincy? Do you love Quincy Harvey?”

“You should be happy for me.”

“Answer me!!” he barked at me with furious eyes.

“Don’t shout at her!” Leroy spoke out. “I know you have every reason to be angry but still, she is your friend and you should be happy that she has found love.”

“Is that what you will say?” he asked angrily. “If Chisom treated you this way, would you be happy with her?”

“Do you two want to argue and fight over Genevieve for falling in love?” Akin asked. Jasmine eyed him from head to toe.

“I do not want to argue anymore.” Leroy said.

Oscar looked at me, waiting for an answer.

“I am in love with Quincy Harvey and we are in a committed relationship.”

“What!! Tell me this is not true!”

“Shit!” Jasmine spat out. She uplifted and placed her hands on the table. “Since when?”


Leroy clapped his hands again. “I am proud of you detective Cole. You deserve to be loved!”

“After all my pleads to you?” Oscar questioned me. I could see he was teary. “What did I do wrong? Tell me and I will make things right. If it is the way I dress you do not like, I am ready to change it. What did I do wrong for you to break my heart?”

“I am sorry! You did not do me any wrong, I was the one who did you wrong. I fell in love unexpectedly. All of a sudden, I saw myself falling I love with a man I never liked.”

‘Lies!” Jasmine blurted out. “I don’t think I should be in this office with you right now. I need to be alone and let out my feelings to the air. You are nothing but a liar and back stabber! You knew how I felt about him and you went ahead to profess your love to him. I even begged you to talk to him for me. I am sure you did not! Clap for yourself, oh no, no need for that. Your best friend and supporter Leroy already clapped on your behalf.”

“You won’t understand. Quincy fell in love with me first.” 

Jasmine was fuming out in anger, and she stormed out of the office and banged the door very loud.

“This is not over Genevieve.” Oscar said. “This isn’t over.” He left the office.

“No one is ever wrong for falling in love,” Leroy said to me. “I think our boss is a good man. I believe he will take good care of you. I wish the both of you good luck.”


I checked my time on my wristwatch, and it was 9:35am. I went back to my chair and took a deep breath in and out. I felt a bit relieved that they knew I was having an affair with the boss. I took the newspaper on the table to read the headlines. The news of fuel scarcity was all over. After voting for change, a better Nigeria, we got a horrible economy as a reward. The president is travelling on a daily bases without looking into the predicament of the masses, the people that voted and wanted him to represent the country. Other countries that look up to us, that knows Nigeria as the giant of Africa will begin to have a rethink. The country is in jeopardy as people queue with jerry cans and even their generators to buy petrol.

“What is really going on in this country?” I asked Leroy. I wanted to start a conversation with him. “All the prices are up, no electricity. I am fed up.”

He dropped the file he was holding on the table. “Don’t be my dear. The president might know what he is doing. He knows we are suffering and I think his travelling oversees has reasons and it will benefit us in future.”

“When is the future?”

“It could be tomorrow or next month. Let us give him time. I am sure the fuel crisis will be sorted out soon.”

I shook my head. An argument with him over the president was going to take forever.

“I know you are not really keen on entertainment news but did you hear what happened between that blogger that bought a house in Banana Island in Lagos and that proud musician?”

“You mean Linda Ikeji and Wizkid?”

“Exactly.” He said. “Chisom won’t let me rest on top their matter. She is always talking about it whenever I am with her. Instead of her to be anxious to pop out my first child, she is arguing over successful people making millions. I think you should come over to the house and talk about it with her.”

I laughed and said, “I heard about it but I did not pay attention to it. I think we should all be concerned about the high rate of dollars and the amount of babymamas in Nigeria!”

Akin joined Leroy to laugh. I guessed what I said was funny.  I also laughed with them. A detective knocked and entered the office. He informed me Quincy was back and he wanted to see me. I thanked him and went to meet the director.

“Welcome.” I said to him immediately I strolled in. He got up and came to give me a peck on the lips. “I hope everything went well at the hospital?”

“Yes,” he replied. “Have you told them about us?”

“I have and it wasn’t easy. Leroy and Akin are both happy for us.”

“Jasmine came to meet me after I came out from my car.”

“What did she say?”
“She said she wished me good luck and that if I have found true happiness with you, then it is her destiny to find someone else.”

“Should we believe her?”

“I really don’t know. When will you let her know about the poison stuff?”

“I don’t know. I am concerned about Oscar. He did not take the news very well.”

“What did you expect him to do? Give you a bear hug?”

“I really care about his daughter but I don’t love him.”

“Don’t ever stop to show that little girl love.”

“I won’t.”

Akin knocked and came inside. He greeted the boss and congratulated him for capturing my heart.

“Thank you detective Akin.” Quincy said. “What can I do for you?”

“I am here to inform the both of you that I was not able to get a witness on your case. I am sorry sir.”

“It’s okay.” He said and touched his chin. “The truth will come out one day. I know whoever shot me is connected to the murder of my father. When we crack the case, we will surely know the shooter.”

“So what are we going to do now?” I asked.

“We will lay low on the case for now because I do not want to stress myself.  When I am ready to continue the case, I will let the two of you know.”

“Okay sir.” Akin said.

I nodded and asked. “Do you have anything on Julius’s mother?”

He faced changed intensely into a sad one. “I didn’t want to tell you the bad news.”

“She died?”

“Yesterday morning. Before I went to the crime scene, I went to the hospital to check up on her.”

“I am sure she could not take the news of the death of her son. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome ma.”

Quincy and I had lunch together at the cafeteria. We were going back inside the main building after eating ng when some cars came in convoyed. We both recognized the man who came out from the back seat of the latest Range Rover. He had bodyguards. He was the politician that was kind enough to tell my boss he wanted to donate to the NIB in Delta state.

We walked towards the governor aspirant, greeted him and shook his hands. Quincy also introduced me to him as detective Genevieve Cole.

“I never knew a beautiful woman could work for the NIB.” Efe Oghenetega said looking at me.

“She is not only beautiful but very smart.” Quincy said with a broad smile. “She is the love of my life.”

The man laughed and pointed at him with his right finger. “You are smart enough to let me know on time.”

Tega told us he brought the generator and the other things Quincy listed. They were inside the truck. Some of his officials and the driver of the truck went to the boot and started offloading them.

“I want you to tell detective Akin and Abu to come out and place the things in order." he said to me. "They should know where to keep them.”

“Yes sir.”

Quincy also ordered me to call detective Leroy, Jasmine, and three other detectives that was not from the homicide department for him. He took the politician to his office. I did as he said and six of us went to the boss office.

The director introduced the male detectives first before Jasmine. When it was her turn, Tega did not let go of her hand.

“You are a very pretty young lady.”
“Thank you sir!” she said in an exited tone. “You are looking good sir.”

“Thank you. What is your name again?”


“I will love to see you before I leave.”

“No problem sir.”

I shook my head and thought he was nothing but a cheap chronic womanizer. It will only make matter worse if I tell her that she should be careful with a politician. He can give her money, trips abroad and valuables but she can never have his heart. He was also a married man.
We thanked him for the stuffs he brought.

“I hope you have worked on the award show for the detectives?” Tega asked Quincy.

“Some detectives are still working on that.” He replied. “I will inform you about it when we are ready.”

“I really want to show appreciation to hard working detectives. It is not easy to fight cases especially when you are in the homicide department. That one is very complicated because theg are always at risk when they are trying to catch murderers. When I become governor, I will make sure all of you don’t lack anything.”

“Thank you sir. You are very kind.”

“I believe it is my duty to the right thing for strong and diligent men and women.”

We left them to talk in privacy. They were in the office for close to twenty minutes before the politician came out. Jasmine went to see him inside his car before he left. Oscar was not yet back from where he went. I was a bit worried, so I called his number. He refused to pick, sent me a text that I should leave him alone.

Later in the evening, I drove behind Quincy. We were heading to his house. I was surprised when he averted to another direction. I called him on the phone, and asked him where we were heading to.

“Just follow me,” he said. “You will find out when we get there.”

I cut the call and continued to drive through his path. We got to a particular road and it occurred to me we were moving towards the route to my house. I became confused. We reached my abode and parked the cars outside.

“Why are we in my house?” I asked after we came out of our cars. 
Quincy chuckled and gave my left arm a fragile squeeze before kissing me on my lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” I said. “You have not answered me.”

“We are here to collect your remaining things.”

“But I have not concluded I will stay with you.”

“I have told you, you are not coming back to stay here. You are not safe in your house.”

“No where is safe.”

“At least, we will be together and we will be able to watch each other backs. You will stay with me until we solve the mystery behind my father’s death.”

He's phone began to ring. He answered the call. He spoke for few minutes before he cut the red button.

“You won’t believe who called me right now.” He said to me."

“Who?” I inquired.

He sighed and answered. “Another candidate of the upcoming governorship election.”

“Are you serious? Which party?”


“Honorable James Ayiri.”


"I remember he came to see your dad at the office last year but he left very angry." 


"I have no idea."

"I really do not know what these men want from me or the NIB.”

“They want protection. They don’t want to be assassinated.”

“Are you saying we should risk our lives for them?” Quincy asked in a disturbed tone.

“That is not what I mean. What else will they want from us if not protection during the election?”

“I really don’t know but he wants to have a meeting with me. Hon Ayiri did not say when exactly. He will let me know before Saturday.”

“Okay.” I said. “Let’s go in.”

“That tells me you have agreed to stay.”

I gave an honest smile. “Let’s go in now or I will change my mind!”

An old woman, a neighbor who was strolling came to meet us. Quincy and I greeted her.

“Where have you been?” she asked me.

“I have not been around ma.”

“I thought you parked out of the house. I made up my mind that you are no longer living in this neighborhood when I saw two men in front of your door two days ago.”

“Two men in front of my door?” I asked surprised. “What were they doing there?”

“I was passing by and I saw them standing at your doorstep.”

“Did they park any car in front of the house?” Quincy asked.

“I think so,” she replied. “I can’t really remember.”

“It’s okay ma. Thank you for telling her.”

She smiled at us and left our premises.

Quincy added. “I don’t think we should panic, maybe they were looking for someone and went to the wrong house. She saw them at your doorstep and not inside your house.”

“I think so too.”

Quincy held my right hand with his left, dip his right hand into his trouser pocket and brought out the key to my entrance door.

“Clever man,” I said to him still smiling. “You carried my key and myself to my house without my permission, smart move.”

He grinned and he inserted the key into the key hole. He tried to open it but it was unlocked.

“Did you forget to lock the door the day we came?” he asked. 

“No. I locked it with my key.”

My heartbeat was racing fast. He released my hand and took out his pistol from the back of his trouser. I forgot mine in the office.

“I want you to stay behind me,” he said and opened the door gently. “I don’t want to take any risk.” We stepped inside, and we stood on our feet, shocked! My living room was scattered. My couches, tables were upside down. He shut the door and used the key. “I think we are alone. Let’s go to your room."

We went there. The room I left clean and tidy was in a mess. My biggest travelling bag was on the floor. My documents, clothes, files were littered on the ground. My little teddy bear was inside my waste bin. I was mad!

“How could they touch my things?!! What do they really want?!!”

Quincy came to stand in front of me. His eyeballs were red! “They want something! I am certain my father had something that could implicate the animal that killed him! They came to your house to search for it and got nothing. What is next for them?”

“I don't know.”

“They came to your house and got nothing,” he said fearlessly. “My house is next! Those scums will definitely come to my house and I will be ready to welcome them with my gun!!”
To be continued…. Monday by 8pm.


  1. Awesome story Carina. can't wait till Monday.

  2. This story is getting more interesting. Genny has found love! What do these people want?

  3. The story is really going down well...keep it up carina baby.

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  5. Thanks so scared for genny and quincy.

  6. Genny and Quincy are surrounded by enemies, they ve to be careful and smart. well-done Carina. Monday seems too far sha.

  7. @Ayo'dollars'... Thanks dearie.
    @Dragon'Lion'... Thank you.
    @Endy Chris.. Greetings baby.. Lol
    @Gloria Babe...*Hugs for you!
    @Temitope... Monday will soon come.

  8. @Mizz'Pumpkin'... Greetings sweetie!
    @Immaculata... Thanks love!
    @PearlyTee.. You have not replied my mail ooo... No fuel to put in your gen to charge your phone? LMAO!!

    1. Lmao! The light situation is terrible o!

  9. *Eyes popping* danger looms around these two. Cj please be a sweetheart, don't let anything happen to them I beg thee. Always a fantastic read as usual. You rock!!!!

  10. Carina come and employ me as ur pa so DAT I can read the stories before any1 does #winks# u knw I love u abi!?

  11. Me sef love you too but your Jazz no go work. Wait till Monday. Hehehehe

    1. hahahahahahahahahaha.... bt u can still consider me as ur pa

  12. today is almost over ooo nd still no show


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