Must Read: A man

7 years ago

Must Read: A man

“How do we bury her?” Pemisire asked Jay.
“I don’t know, he will be the one to tell. But, I
don’t want him to be there while burying her.”

Jay replied.

Pemisire snorted. “It will tear him apart. So,
when did they move her?”
“Today. That was why Doctor Kate called me
because of the money that would be paid at
the mortuary. Now, she has to be buried as
soon as possible because they take money
everyday.” He replied.

“I don’t wish to ask him but I think the best
place is.. a cemetery. Do you know we have no
choice but to ask him?” She snifled.

Jay sighed. “Yeah, the earlier, the better.”

Jay replied.

“What of that guy.. the other friend.?” She
asked.

“Don’t mind him, spending a whole year to get Richard’s clothes.” He hissed.

****

“We will move next week Friday.” Lawrence
said, walking around the room slowly.

“Boss, don’t you think that is too far? The
earlier the better, Boss.” One of he guys
objected.

“I think everything should be done in that Oyo
State, we have to lodge in a place where we
won’t be noticed so we can go check on the
street well before the operation and after the
operation, if she doesn’t want to release the
documents, we have to kidnapp her to torture
her well.” He explained.

“I reason with you boss, we have to get that
done.” Another said.

Lawrence smiled. “We always have to think
well and vey fast. So, I’ll start making the
moves on where we are going to lodge in,
where we might put her if she wouldn’t release the documents.”

“That is easy now, a hotel.” One of the guys
stood up and spoke.

“How can we do that in the hotel? What if she
raises an alarm or if the hotel has hidden
cameras!” He shouted.

“So, I’ll rent a house for the operation. If she’s silly and we are lucky enough, the documents might be inside that house, we just take it and waste her. If we aren’t lucky, it might take days because she must tell us where the documents are before we waste her.” He told them.

“Yes boss.”

“So, start getting set. It might be an easy
game, also a tough one.” He laughed
wickedly.

****

Pemisire walked into Richard’s ward and sat
on the plastic chair beside his bed. “What
would you like to drink?” She asked.

“I’m alright.” He replied.

After the meal, his mood had been disturbed
by the remembrance of his sister. He couldn’t
help himself too, it was just like a fresh wound
that might take time to heal. Having his sister
smiling, laughing was all that had always
made him glad, seeing her corpse was the
worst thing in his life. June 12, a day of
remembrance.

“I can prepare you a cup of tea.” She said.

“Unknown, I’m already fine.” Richard replied her.

Richard’s phone buzzed. He picked up the call
from the unknown number and waited
patiently to hear the voice. “My.. my son.” He
heard the woman’s voice.

“Son? Please, who’s this?” He asked.

“You’ve forgotten your mother’s voice right?
It’s me, it’s your mother. Richard how are you and your sister?”
“What?” Richard ended the call. “What
nonsense! That was her voice!” He exclaimed,
frowning his face.

“I hope there’s no problem.” Pemisire said.

Richard glanced at her. “You are now more
than a friend, more than a companion and
more than a helper. I don’t know you from
anywhere, so you don’t too. Even though,
you’ve been great and kind. I think that was
my useless mother.” He replied her.

“Useless?” Pemisire sprung to her feet. “Never call her that again! No matter what has happened, never call your mother a bad name!” E Pemisire shouted.

“She really is.” Richard said, already crying.

“She’s not a mother among mothers, not a
guardian among guardians, she’s nothing but
a useless one!” Richard repeated squeezing
tears out.

“No!” Pemisire sat down again, going down in her tears. “It…it’s wrong.” She stuttered as she started crying too.

“Why are you crying? Because I called her a
useless mother? Honestly, that’s what she is!
She’s not a mother but a killer!” Richard burst out more.

“No!” Pemisire repeated. “You still have a
mother, if I had, I don’t think I’ll be in this
state.” She added.

“But unknown, her death is better than her
living body. If she had died immediately after
giving birth to Christiana, it wouldn’t have
been better than living without impact!” He
said.

“A mother is a mother, no matter what.”

Pemisire wiped her tears.

“Not in this stage, not now! Why on earth is
she calling me after she killed Christina? I’m
an orphan, no father, no mother. I’m better
that way than having foolish parents.”

“Richard!”
“The unknown!”
****