HoneyMoon Shack

Maybe it was my fault entirely from the very beginning, maybe I was selfish or maybe I just wanted that adventure more than my willingness to sacrifice my desire for hers; I can’t tell. I just hated myself for everything. They say; “the older you grow, the more you understand that relationship is more than just holding of hands “; True! But I leant that the hard way years ago.

Falling in love with my dream girl was all I had ever wished for and Debbie was more than I could wish for when I blow my birthday candles. One that very day, I went down on one knee and said:

“Life has been so beautiful for me ever since you walked into it two years ago in that Christmas party. Prior to that day, I always felt I was happy but I was wrong; loving you everyday has taken me into a realm of unsearchable happiness and joy I had never thought about. You complete me in every facet and I keep wondering what life would have been like without you. Babe, I want to wake up every day and this face will be the only expression of life I will see as the sun rises on it and exposes the immeasurable beauty God has deposited in a mortal being. The only way I can make this possible is by asking you from the depth of my soul to give up your last name and pick mine up. Deborah Awujobi, will you marry me and be the only mother of my children?” 

She was motionless and in tears all throughout my rehearsed proposal speech and she couldn’t help but say;

“Yes, a thousand times Yes, I will marry you Dan”

My face lighted up as a thunderous applaud rose in the hall where I just interrupted a dinner. I rose up and slip the silver ring I was holding into her finger and she kissed me with so much elan that I had never seen in her. 

Deborah which I often called Debbie was a sweet young lady, not has adventurous as I was but she always respected my opinion about things and I sure wasn’t in any doubt about getting married to a lady with so much humility and character and soon after that proposal, she kept to her promise and married me in from of five hundred guest including family and friends. All my family members and friends said I made a good pick; of course that was evident because her beauty was one of a kind and her character; Impeccable. 

We seldom argue about issues but one Issue was a bone of contention before we got married and that was the location for our honey moon. She wanted the usual: a hotel with luxurious stuffs and a well furnish room. I on the other hand was a bit too ambitious. I wanted my grandpa’s Shack somewhere off civilization. I felt it was going to be romantic; just me and her, no friends nor family around and no one in particular only if special services were needed. The shack was quite a distance from the city and isolated beside a lake, so I thought it was the perfect spot for our honeymoon, just like the movies. So after much persuasion, she reluctantly agreed and I won! I just wish I never won that argument. Oh! I wish...

I had the place renovated a bit, some weeks before our wedding, and immediately after the reception; we drove 50miles to our honeymoon location into a prepared home for two. My bestman, Lex, was our driver for that day and on getting to the Shack, he left us and found his way back to the city. That night we had passionate sex; something I waited for all throughout our courtship for two years. It was all that I imagined, all that I bargained for. She was finally my wife and I was too happy for words to quantify. We slept in each other’s arms through the night and I woke up with so much love vibes all over my being and quickly fixed a meal for her. She opened her eyes to a bouquet and smiled with so much adoration for me. I could tell that she felt on top of the world. I felt out of this world. 

“Last night was sensational” I said. She blushed and said;

“Naughty boy, you were a beast last night” I leered at her and she said;

“Go away joor!” and we both laughed about it. After breakfast we went for another round of vigorous sex and this time, she was voracious. After a short rest, we headed out to the lake and both sat by the water, we talked, joked about the wedding and all the dance steps we saw. We laughed, kissed, and played a little bit and before we knew it, the day was far spent. So we headed back to the Shack. 

One our way down the path that led to our temporary home, I noticed that something wasn’t right as we walked between the trees just some meters to the Shack. I paused and looked back but saw nothing. Debbie looked me in the face while holding my hand with a firm grip and said;

“Is anything the matter?” she said inquisitively 

“I have this strange feeling that we are being followed” being a little bit apprehensive she responded;

“Followed? You know we haven’t seen anyone out in this woods since we got here so I don’t think there is anyone out there, I guess”

I could sense fear in her voice so I decided to let my instinct pass and held her close while we proceeded back to the Shack. Soon the sun was setting and we both watched sitting on a wooden rocking chair with her head careful placed on my broad chest and my fingers running through her hair like a plough in a fine soil as I whispered sweet nonsense into her ears and she laughed uncontrollably to my words. Soon it was dark and we had to go to bed after we had dinner. We said goodnight, joked a bit and soon fell asleep. 

At about 1am I suddenly woke up, my eyes were heavy but still I had this weird feeling all over me that I couldn’t explain. I didn’t want to wake Debbie up so I walked to the living room and turned on the light. Everything was fine so I turned it off. I was about to head back to the bedroom when I heard a noise outside like a Old radio set trying to pick up a faint signal. I tried to turn on the light and it didn’t come up, the whole power in the building was gone. That was strange because, the generator powering the building was supposed to be up throughout the night, it was well fueled. as I was still trying to phantom what was going on, I started hearing Male voices outside the door and what appeared to be a couple of light ray in front of the building, that was when it dawned on me that we were under an attack. I ran back to the room and woke Debbie. She quickly regained consciousness and we found somewhere to hide in the Conner of the room. The building was surrounded so we couldn’t make our exit. We just remain fixed at the Conner of the room holding each other so tight. Soon they began to call out for us;

“Come out! We know you are inside, we saw you during the day”

I whispered to my wife;

“My instinct was right; I knew someone was following us” 

“They started hitting the wooding door with so much force that after about 30seconds, the door betrayed us and they were in. 

“You better come out on your own because if we fish you out, it won’t be funny”

So after listening to the threats for some minutes I whispered to my wife, 

“they probably just want money, let us just give them and I’m sure they will leave us” 

with a shaky voice she said;

“Are you sure?” I nodded in affirmation. Just as we were about to come out from hiding, they opened the door to the room and found us;

“There you are” and the rest of them came into the room like a pack of hungry predators. Before I could say a word, a tall guy among-st them stepped forward and hit me on the forehead; I remember hitting the floor and I passed out for probably some minutes; when I was becoming conscious again, I could hear screams in the dark, I couldn’t move my hand or legs, I was being held back and as the screams became louder I knew what was going on. My darling Debbie was being Raped by unknown faces. I began to shout with the little strength I had left, my heart was pounding fast in fury as I heard them take turns and ripped the love of my life apart bit by bit; her scream reduced at a point and I knew she had exhausted all her strength on the struggle with those men. I was powerless and I hated myself for that. The one I sworn to protect was being ripped apart and I was helpless.

After some minute, I guess they were all done; I could hear them say:

“That babe is sweet mehn! This chap has been having all this fun to himself? He is selfish”

One of the walked up to me, held my head with his hand and I went blank again”

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My head was heavy as I felt the sun ray reflect on my face signifying the dawn of the new day. I couldn’t move my body at first because it was aching all over. Adjacent were I was lying was my wife barely moving and trying to mutter some words. I soon started remembering what had happened during the night and my soul was engulfed with pain and rage all at the same time. I was angry at myself not the men that attacked us. She was right; we should have stayed in the city. I wanted something that wasn’t cliche and I got the Unusual. 

I tried to call for help some minutes later with her phone that I guess the attackers didn’t notice even though it was laying obviously on the floor. I crawled to where she was and held her by the hand and said;

“Help is on its Way” she was looking pale and dishearten. She winked and passed out.

Soon the ambulance arrived and we were taken to the hospital. I kept blaming myself that I messed it all up. My honeymoon, it was supposed to be perfect; it wasn’t meant to be this way.

Police report later revealed the attackers were people from the city. They must have being tipped by someone who still remain unknown till today and amazingly, they didn’t take anything from the shack that day; they only every from me; my wife’s bride. They ripped her apart.

Debbie almost gave up on life after the incident. She underwent several therapy seasons and medical examinations; she became suicidal and I don’t blame her. It was my entire fault; my love was the only healing she needed. For weeks after the attack, I couldn’t stand seeing her. Her presence brought memories; hurtful memories that I was trying to overcome. But amidst all, I had to forgive myself and ultimately began to process of receiving her again as she was prior that attack. It was hard and that was when I learnt to love indeed, not when roses were blue and all was well but when her tears flowed from the present into an unpleasant past and then I fully understood that love is more than just holding of hands. Love is sacrifice, and I was willing to sacrifice all for her. And that was all that mattered.

                                                            (The End)

DaHub Episode five (Finale)

Episode five (The Motive)

Bimpe, Kike and Frank were the major leads of the Police in connection to the killing of Alexander Peters on that Friday. The police had them all arrested believing that they had information that was relevant to the investigation. 

Bimpe had been under surveillance for quite a number of weeks and she had not exhibited any character that could insinuate anything suspicious, she went out and came in like any normal student for weeks not until she was spotted with a guy who apparently wasn’t a student. He was quite tall and had tattoo on him, he had a fierce look, the kind of look that spelt trouble. Not only was she with this guy but they were having an argument that felt like they had a deal that went bad so the police decided to move in the following day and bring her into custody. 

Bimpe was interrogated by Detective Maya, she accused her of being a slut and a desperate whore who would go to any length to get what she wanted, Bimpe didn’t even deny all that because she knew it was about the scandal in school which had at this time subsided but left a trail that connected it to a murder. 

“You are right about my questionable moral standards and I know I am all what you said but I am not a murderer” she said close to tears.

“What was your relationship with Alex and how did he get your nude pictures”? Detective Maya asked.

“Alex was my classmate, he somehow said he was getting revenge and that was why he uploaded my picture online. I didn’t send it to him; it was frank I sent it too. He must have stolen it from frank or that fool gave him or something. I just don’t know all I know is that, I hate him for what he did but I wouldn’t kill him. I can’t hurt a fly I swear”

“So you gave your pictures to frank who happens to be your what? Boyfriend?”

“No, it was just some silly thing I did with him while I was bored that day, nothing more”

After much questioning, detective Maya was able to deduce that Frank actually said he was going to take care of it. Joy, her roommate also confirmed the statement and she also claimed that the guy the police saw her with was just a dude from Lagos who she hung out with and who later knew about her scandal thereby leading to an argument on that day before she was arrested. Bimpe was a slut who had a motive to kill but had left everything in the hands of Frank who she believed caused all the mess in the first place. Hence the police had nothing on her.

“I just lost a best friend and now I am in custody for his murder?” said frank as he was about to be interrogated in a dark room with almost no light in it. He was arrested at almost the same time with Kike. Frank was confused because he was sure he had convinced the police that he knew nothing about the murder but his words didn’t go well with the man standing right in front of him, giving him a look that could make any grown man shit in his pants. Detective John wasn’t convinced after Bimpe’s interrogation, his conclusion was that Frank knew about the murder or was the murderer.

The detective explained to him that Bimpe’s testimony brought him into the equation; Frank on the other hand was shocked and sad because he didn’t know how much his words could come back and hunt him. The detective continued by telling him how people in the hostel validated Bimpe’s claims due to the loud argument they had over it which showed that they were not in good terms before his death. Frank then decided to calm down and started talking.

“Alex was like a brother to me, that night when I left Bimpe’s apartment I didn’t go home, I went to a friend’s place to crash. I couldn’t stand Alex because I felt my so-called best friend was a monster and he just irritated me but after some days I went home, we fought and said things we didn’t mean but I swear I didn’t kill him. He just helped me out of some deep shit I got myself into so why would I hurt a friend like that”

“Which deep shit was that” asked the detective.

Frank was a little hesitant but he told the detective everything after being threatened.

“Well sir, some guys were going to hurt me one night and it was close to the hostel that very night. We were just coming back from a bash and they double crossed us, Alex paid them off but I was the one owing these guys, it was quite a bad scene that night but I swear it had nothing to do with drugs or any of those stuffs”

“Okay, did anyone from the hostel see you guys that day?”

Frank thought for a while and responded, “I think Mike saw us, he had this crazy look but we just ignored him but I am telling you, it wasn’t those guys. They don’t even know which hostel we live in because other hostels are beside ours”

“This mike guy, who else among Alex’s friends knows him?” 

“Kike is quite close to him, Alex used to talk about his Jealousy. I guess he likes Kike, who wouldn’t, she is quite a catch”

“Sure she is” she smiled and continued “You will have to remain with us for a while until we can validate your statements”  

From the findings of the detective, Frank wasn’t much of a suspect but someone who had no clue. So it was down to Kike who they perceived was hiding some things.

She sat down in that familiar dark room and wondered what the police had on her, soon the detective walked in and sat right in front of her.

“How well do you know Alex young lady” before she could respond he showed her the video made by one of the staffs in the eatery they went to that night before Alex was killed. It contained his proposal and her acceptance. Right there she started to shake all over and the detective held her hands.

“If you want to help this guy you call your love, you need to tell us everything you know about him. We know he told you a lot and trusted you so you are a major piece in this puzzle to track down his murderer” he said with a mild voice. “So speak” he sternly said and let go of her hands waiting for her to speak.

In tears she said “I am sorry I didn’t tell you about our relationship, I was scared it would lead to more questions”

”Alright we want to know everything he told you about everyone including Bimpe and Frank”

Kike told the police that the revenge Alex was getting was based on the fact that during the party two years back, Bimpe who he asked out in their first year and got turned down, humiliated him by taking pictures of him drunk and showing it to ladies in the class so he vowed to get back at her all those years. She told the detective other things too. Also, concerning that night, when she was asked if anyone saw her with Alex she said it was Mike only. Now Mike’s name came out in two different interrogations, she then explained her relationship with Mike which validated the statement of Frank about him being spotted that night with Alex by Mike. Just when the detective was about to proceed with further questions, detective Maya came in, and whispered to detective John’s ear. He left almost immediately and when he got to the reception it was Hon James and Kemi who wanted to speak to the detective.

James had always liked Kemi who he usually referred to as first lady. Just that afternoon, while Kemi was praying for her friend, he came to her room to pay a visit which Kemi saw as a disturbance, but when he saw that she was very sad he told her that he had an information of national security in his hand and for the very first time since he had been in that hostel, he was going to be useful.

“James? Am I right?” said the detective with a rather firm look

“Yes sir, politically and socially known as Hon James of the federal republic”

Sounding impatient the detective responded “I don’t have time for your bloody jesting, why do you want to see me?”

Kemi pinched him in the back and said “James, talk joor”

He then wore a more serious look and said, “I Know the killer, I just confirmed it”. Kemi looked at him in shock.

The night Alex was murdered, James who lived alone, for obvious reasons, felt his room was hot that very night so he came out to get some fresh air.  just few feet away from his room was Mike’s room and he noticed that he wasn’t in his room because the door was locked from outside, so he just stood there in the dark and was chilling. Not quite long, he heard a sound but was unsure of what it was so he felt it was probably an animal or something that dropped but he didn’t go in yet. Few minutes later, he saw Mike enter into his room in haste but he didn’t see him because it was dark so James hid himself and about 30seconds later, Mike came out with some things in a black bag but he suspected that they were bottles because when Mike wanted to close the door, he heard the sound when the bag shook. However because James was too tired to follow him, he just entered his room and forgot about the whole night.

“So why haven’t you said anything all this while?”

“I needed to be sure so I started blackmailing him, I sent a message to him telling him that I saw him kill Alex and he responded in fear. However, he wasn’t really forth coming until I told him that I was going to tell the police then he said he wanted to negotiate”

James called Mike right in the presence of the police and he sounded scared and he admitted to killing Alex; that was enough evidence to nab him. It was as if James single handedly got the murderer. There was no doubt about the killer now, James’ proof was very Lucid and substantial so all that was needed was to arrest him.

On getting to the hostel, Mike was apprehended trying to escape in a disguise of going to his uncle’s house in Lagos for the weekend. Now why and how did he commit the crime were the questions on the minds of Frank, Kike and everyone who was caught up in the middle of the whole mess?

Mike was the son of Chibuzor Obi who was one of the staff of Zen oil, the company in which Alex’s father was an executive. He was a junior employee and was down below real relevance in that conglomerate, Zen group of companies worldwide, which had her office in Portharcourt, Nigeria and its Global Headquarters in Sydney Australia. Some years back there was an investigation carried out in the headquarters concerning some of their staff in their African branches who needed to be promoted to join the office in Sydney and when the recommendations were complete, Mr Obi was short listed but when the final list was submitted he was sidelined. He confronted one of the board members of the Nigerian office, Mr Peter who told him that he didn’t feel he was up to the task and hence replaced him with a new employee, a lady who just joined the company barely two months back. Mr Obi was heartbroken and when he kept challenging the board, he was relieved of his duties and later arrested for fraud related offences. It was more of a person beef between Mr Peters and Mr Obi and Mike knew his father was framed. Mr Obi who was terribly dejected and died in prison in just less than 3 months after he was sentenced. Mike had always wanted Mr Peters to pay but he didn’t know how until he discovered just some months back that Alex was the son of the same man that took every hope of a bright future away from their family .Coupled with this, he saw that Kike, the lady he loved was also developing interest in the son of this same wicked man, he began to nurse a terrible rage in his heart and vowed to kill Alex before his family would take something else away from him. So on that night he saw both of them kissing and knew it was either then or never so he followed him to the front of his room, hit him with the base of a Mc dowels bottle and stabbed him from behind then pushed him from the top of the building before he could react. Even if Alex had survived, he couldn’t have recognised the person who did it because it happened so fast. He carefully broke the bottles and placed them beside his body after empting the content on his lifeless body.

After Kike heard his statement, she couldn’t stand it, she passed out, and it was terribly heart breaking to think that it was the same monster that committed the crime that had been comforting her all the while. However Mike still claimed that he loved her, well, she made it clear when she woke up that she never wanted to set her eyes on him again.  Kemi, praised God for the prayers came through because from all indications, if James had not seen him that night and had not also followed up with the investigation, he would have never been caught and wrong people would have gone down because the police were almost concluding that Kike and Frank conspired to kill him. It would have destroyed Kike if the word was let out to the whole world. When Mike was asked about the writing on the wall, he denied ever writing it, he said he planned it in a way that he was never going to leave any clue before the crime so he wasn’t foolish enough to write it. Whatever it meant and who whoever wrote it became a mystery no one could crack.

After his trial, Mike was sentenced to 30years in prison having pleaded guilty. He never felt remorse for the crime he committed because he felt he only got even but he felt remorse for failing Kike, a lady he would never stop loving.

Kike and Kemi, became best of friends and Kike became more serious with her relationship with God. Frank turned a new live after that incident and also became friends with Kemi and Kike . After their graduation, some years down the line, Frank and Kemi got into a relationship and later got married. Kike got a scholarship into NYU, and it was there she met an handsome God fearing Man who she got married to, the couple now live in Toronto Canada and have two Kid. Well, Kemi and Frank have a son and they visit Kike and her hubby anytime they are in Canada holding a conference. Frank is a public speaker now and travels around the world with his wife, Kemi. Much wasn’t heard from Bimpe again after graduation and Hon James, well, I leave you to make your guess about him.

THE  END!!!.

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DaHub Episode Four

Episode 4 (The Statements)

 

Still in shock, she asked “how can that be? I can’t hurt Alex for any reason”.

“Miss, just follow us to the station for some questioning that’s all, we are not arresting you. It’s just part of the investigation we are carrying out”

“Alright let me get dressed and I will be out in a jiffy”

“Okay, you have 5mins please”

Kike entered the room and tried to find something to wear. Still in a state of confusion, she just picked up her tooth brush and went into the bath room to brush her teeth. In less than a minute, she was out and she changed into a gown and put on a scarf to cover her rough hair. All along, Kemi was standing still next to the open door while the two gentlemen from the CID (Criminal Investigation Department) stood outside waiting for her. When she was done she grabbed her purse and was about to leave, on getting to the door, Kemi tapped her, “Babe, you are wearing a bathroom slipper”.

“Oh! I didn’t even notice it”

 she went back and wore normal slippers then she headed back to the door. Just before she made her exit, Kemi hugged her and whispered to her ear “will you be alright or should I come along?” 

“I’m good, you stay. I am sure it’s not something big” 

“Alright dearie, I will be praying for you owk? It’s well”

“Can we go now?” said the impatient detective John, checking the time on his wristwatch.

She gave him a side glance and said “sure, I’m set” and then, she followed them. 

As they walked through the hostel to the gate, people were staring and they didn’t understand what was going on but she told the few that came to ask her about what was going that all was well and there was no cause for alarm.

Kemi as a good Christian lady, who at various times had been a good influence on Kike, had tried to make her more serious with her Christian faith. Although, Kike was a believer too and she had some level of moral standards, she usually let her emotions get the best of her. Her association with Alex was going to be the reason she would be caught up in this drama that was about to unfold and Kemi somehow knew that some things might begin to go wrong in a couple of days. So as she had promised her friend who rarely listened to advice, she would go into her secret place and bow her knees to God for Kike’s vindication in this messy situation she just got herself into.

On getting to the station, she was put in a holding room for some minutes and after about ten minutes; Detective john came into the room and sat on a chair facing her and a table right in between them. There was only a bright light that shone on the table, the rest of the room was dark but both of them could see each other due to the light reflecting from the table on their faces. 

He looked her straight in the eyes “Miss Kikelomo, what is your relationship with the deceased, Alexander Peters?”

“Alex is, oh sorry was my friend, a very good friend and I will never hurt him...” 

“Please, only answer the questions I ask you. Okay?” he interrupted.

 “Yes sir”

“Good. So tell me, when last did you see him before his demise?”

“The previous night, we went out together”

“Okay and what was the aim of this outing?”

“He took me out on a date”

“A date?  Interesting, so what happened after this date? Anything worthy of note”

“Nothing special, when we got back into the hostel, he went back to his room. I didn’t follow him”

“And this was about what time?”

“I think some minutes before 12am”

“12am, that was rather late, isn’t 11:30pm the curfew? While stay out that late?”

“Alex has a car or rather had a car so he always knew how to get his way”

“Young lady, you were the last person to be with the deceased, his roommate claimed he never entered the room that night and from the evidences in the hostel, he dropped from the front of his room. There was a scratch from the railing, blood on the spot he dropped from and his finger prints were there”

“OMG!” she exclaimed.

“Miss Kikelomo, do you know why you are here?” she responded “No!”

“You were the last to see the deceased and we got that from his phone records and your whatsApp chat that afternoon. The gateman testified to the fact that he saw you in his car around 12am when he got back too, and most especially, your finger prints were all over his body and his clothes. That’s how we knew where to come to first” he paused and looked at her with a stern look and said “it’s either you know something about the murder or you have useful information that will help use, either way, you need to start talking now”

“Sir I have told you what I know, and by the way, it could have been an accident, not a murder”

“Miss, Alex was murdered, the autopsy proves it. The pathologist’s observation shows that he was hit in the head by a hard substance and from the height he fell from, it should have broken his skull if the hit was as a result of the fall but he only had a broken right femur and his spinal cord was affected. He had a Spinal shock for some hours so he couldn’t move. He was stabbed and as a result of the inability to move, he bled out.”

Kike was dumfounded and she just sat there and couldn’t control the tears flowing from her eyes. Her thoughts were running wild like a wild fire and she just kept wondering who could have wanted him dead.

The detective continued “Miss Kikelomo, Alex died a very traumatic death and if you truly care about him, you should cooperate with us. The media are already developing interests in this case and a lot are at stake, if we discover that you are withholding any delicate information from us. You could be charged with accessory to murder and that’s not good for a lady on a 4.34 CGPA, trust me, we have your records. You have a bright future ahead of you, don’t mess it up”

The detective was trying to get into her head and that wasn’t new about him. Detective John was famous in the CID for his idiosyncratic approach to investigations and interrogation. A well decorated detective who backed a degree in Psychology from the renowned University of South Wales and came back home to practice as a detective for the love of his country. He was primarily interested in investigating murder crimes and his expertise was second to none. He was the lead agent on the case and wouldn’t relent until he got to the bottom of the case.

Kike told him all that she could remember about that night and when she was asked about the possibility of him having any enemy she knew of, she simply mentioned the case of Bimpe’s nude that went all over campus and from her report; the detective discovered the motive to kill on the part of Bimpe, whether directly or indirectly, she became the next lead and the first suspect.

On getting outside the station with the detective, Kike met Alex’s parent, Mr and Mrs Peters, who were terribly in grief and the sight of that tormented her more, she couldn’t wait to leave that place. The detective introduced her to them as Alex’s friend and there was a lot of drama and tears. The parents got an assurance form the detective that he would get to the bottom of the matter and find their son’s killer.

“Kike has been helping us in this investigation; she was the last person to see him before the incident”

Mr Peter responded “My daughter, thank you so much, please make sure you tell them all you know”

“I have told them sir, they will get to the bottom of this” she said, trying to hold back tears.

Alex was the only son of the couple, he had an elder sister who was married and he was supposed to bare the family’s name. His father, a top executive in an oil company, was a very rich man and had so much hope in his 24 year old son who was lying in the mortuary and now all his hopes were shattered. 

Although, Kike claimed that she had told the police everything. Obviously, she didn’t. She refused to tell them the fact that she was Alex’s girlfriend for some hours before his demise. When she got to the hostel, Kemi, who had been praying for her, asked how it went. She told her about the questions and how she refused to let them know that they were dating for some hours before his death.

“Kike, don’t you think you should have told the police about the relationship too?”

“Well, I don’t feel that is important and besides, he could have known that we were probably together since he took me out that night”

Kemi wasn’t quite comfortable with everything but she just let it be. Soon Mike was around and he was really interested in the questions the police asked Kike, she didn’t want to respond but he was on her neck and she had to tell him even though she was wondering why he had so much interest in the murder case of a guy he didn’t even like.

Bimpe was a suspect but Detective John insisted on not approaching her yet but she was placed under observation while more questioning continued. Kike hadn’t said it all, she only mentioned what happened when Alex uploaded the picture, though she knew why he did it but refused to tell the police. Frank also had been questioned by the police but it wasn’t more of an interrogation because he was by no means a suspect due to the fact that he had an alibi who testified to the fact that frank was in his room all night but the alibi’s proof wasn’t strong enough. He left frank in his room about approximately one hour before the murder so the police still had their doubts. Everyone in the hostel was a murder suspect, especially people who knew him. The police decided to look for any cult affiliation and there was none. Alex was a party animal but he really didn’t get involved in any cult activity, he was just a rich brat on campus along with his roommate who wasn’t as buoyant as he was.

Whoever committed the murder wanted it to look like an accident, or better still a suicide. There was no finger print of the murderer on his body or anywhere for that matter, so he must have intentionally meant to kill him. But there were some details the police didn’t reveal to Kike because the Detective knew she was still hiding something. Kike was trying to avoid the notion that she had any intimate relationship with Alex so as not to reveal some secrets she knew about Alex and the things he did. However, Kike also remained a lead who was believed to have witnessed this crime and was refusing to speak up. The police felt she was not the murderer because evidences showed that she was on a date with Alex on that night as she claimed but still, detective John had to be sure it was just a friendly date so he visited the eatery they went to that faithful night. It was discovered that Alex proposed to her openly that night and she accepted, they both kissed and someone from the eatery had the video on his phone. There was no way she could deny and right now, she was guilty of giving the police an inaccurate report about her relationship with the deceased and now the police felt she had more things that must have remained unsaid. 

            It was two weeks into the investigation and the police were acting more in a covert manner due to the nature of the case, the attention of the media had greatly increased and this was due to the lead agent on the case. Just last year, a senator was murdered in cold blood in his apartment and there were just few traces of the murderer, just like this case, the murderer wanted the crime to look like an accident but detective John cracked it and trailed the lead till the murderer, the only son of the senator, was captured clueless that the police were already on his tail. This covert method was entirely detective John’s idea and this case, just like the senator’s left the media in the dark.  

            Kike was about to leave her room on that Saturday morning, a tutorial was being held in the department in preparation for Tuesday’s test. Kike had to apply a little more makeup, the stress of losing Alex was telling on her and according to Kemi she was already looking Old. 

“Kike, you are looking good already, let us be quick about this” Kemi said sounding very impatient.

“Just give me a sec, I just want to clean this part, it feels a little off don’t you think” she responded showing Kemi her left cheek.

“Sha be quick, you look sweet already”

Kike blushed and continued; about ten seconds later they heard a hard knock on the door. The two ladies looked at each other with a look of who can that be? Before they could voice out their expressions, Kemi responded “Who is it?” 

“Open up right now, it’s the police” the female voice responded 

“What could this be about this time” whispered Kemi to Kike. 

Unsure and beginning to feel nervous she whispered back “I don’t know ooh”

Kike got up and walked to the door dragging her feet, as she approached the door, her heartbeat got faster, she was unsure about what this could be about and that was the scary part. She got to the door and opened it, it was detective Maya at the door, and before Kike could say anything she said;

“Miss Kikelomo Adebayo, You are under arrest for Accessory to the murder of Alexander Peters, you have the right to remain silent because anything you say or do will be used against you in the court of law”

Kemi was right behind her and both of them didn’t know what to say, in no time she was taken away and that time, not for questioning, it was a more serious situation. “God, help Kike, why is all this happening”. She just had to keep praying for her friend.

Episode five, the final episode will be published on Sunday. 07/08/2016. thanks for reading.