PART 14

“GHOST RUN!”

©?Opeyemi O. Akintunde

I must have driven half way to Mororo and it was getting very dark and my headlights were failing me, plus my sight was getting blurry. My parents and Nonso had been calling endlessly. Nonso was using my second line that the security had picked up. The rate at which they were calling, my battery would have been dead if not for the car charger.

I was tempted to switch it off, but somehow I was restrained…

My bladder was full and I needed to ease myself.

I halted and got out . On returning to the car , I jumped back in fear at the sight of Bunmi in the passenger’s seat.

“ Jesus!” I screamed

“ That’s a powerful name!” Bunmi said

“ What are you doing in my car? I am not coming for you. I am coming for the Adegbile sisters!”

“ You should come into the vehicle so you don’t get hit by a vehicle. Though you are going to die very soon, it will be a pity if you die now and your family won’t get the privilege of finding your body!”

With that I got into the vehicle…

“ Bunmi, what do you want from me?”

“ Adenike, what do you want from Mororo? You are not a child of the soil so I am wondering why you have such great interest in my village” Bunmi asked

“ The Adegbile sisters killed my husband and I must make them pay!” I said

“ How?”

I didn’t have the answer to that question…

“ I think as the only female child your parents had, It has affected your upbringing. You always act on impulse not thinking about the consequences of your actions… I came here just to give you one last chance… I know you are a good person and you don’t deserve so much unhappiness. Return back to your home, start a fresh life and Let Mororo be the way it is…”

“ I am sorry, I have come half way and I cannot turn back!” I said

“ The Adegbile sisters already know you are on your way and they will do everything to stop you!”

“ Nothing can stop me from getting to Mororo this night!”

“ You think so…”

“ I know so!”

“ Alright… Goodluck!” Bunmi said as she disappeared from my car…

I fired up the engine and increased my speed…

After about 15 minutes of driving, an unknown number kept calling repeatedly… I had a strong urge to pick the call…

“ Hello..!”

“Yes, Good Evening!”

“ My name is Musa from the Federal Road Safety Corps. An accident just happened along Lagos Ibadan Expressroad, and we saw the number as the last dialed number on the victim’s phone. We have checked the ID card on him, It reads Chinonso Arubayi …. He is presently in a comatose state as we have been able to revive him. He was dead as at the time we got to him, but he has been revived…Do you know him? “

“ Ye..eee…sss” I said as I lost control of the wheels… My mind was all over the place…

“The Adegbile sisters and Bunmi must have done this !” I thought silently

“ Are you there?” The FRSC official said

“ Yes …” I said as I managed to park the vehicle.

“ I am with you, Nonso is my frie.. my fiancé, I believe he was trying to catch up with me…. I am four hours away from where you are. Please do everything you can do to save him. I will turn back and return to Lagos. Just keep me posted on the hospital you will be taking him… Please save his life, I cannot lose Nonso too!” I said as hot tears flowed,

I got out of the vehicle in frustration, hitting the car and crying…

“ God, why would you keep watching evil prospering… Why? Why can’t you wipe these evil people from the surface of the earth. Why do the evil people call the shots?” I broke down in tears defeated. If I didn’t want to lose Nonso, I had better turn back. The Adegbile sisters and Bunmi had given me a sample of What they were capable of doing to my loved ones.

With pain in my heart and pain all over my body from the hours of driving, I turned back.

I got to Lagos teaching hospital hours later, in the early hours of the next morning. Nonso had been put in the ICU. The accident had dealt badly with him.

My parents were there before I got there. Nonso had reached out to them after I mentioned Mororo. My father said Nonso had asked for the way to Mororo. My father said out of selfishness; with the hope that Nonso could convince me to return, he had given him the description to Mororo…

Nonso’s aged mother was devastated!

“ God Please, don’t let me lose Nonso, I can’t lose two men in one year…!” I prayed silently

To be continued

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