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‘Good morning Lagosians. Its 5am this morning and it is all about the early morning traffic in the Metropolis. Ring us up and let’s know how it is in your region.’ I turned the volume of the radio down as I slipped into my bathroom slippers. I had rung a taxi to pick me up to work and then Dare and I would go to the City Mall together. Shower would not take forever, and especially when trying to beat Lagos’s ever busy traffic. Things only got worse when the Lagos State Government ordered the closure of the Third Mainland Bridge that linked into the City’s busiest parts.
“We will be moving against the traffic.” The Taxi driver said, as I stepped in.
That was a relief to me. I fetched my Phone from my bag and tweeted, ‘ I will be moving against Traffic. Third Mainland can’t stop me.’ The driver raced against the traffic as we delved into the road recklessly, shoving other road users aside. I kicked, screamed and fumed to no avail, but the driver could not be moved. He kept bumping into every pothole.
“Ade-Cole Firm…we don dey check,” he said in his broken English accent as we highlighted at work.
I arrived at work for 6:47AM. That was a record! However, I had to pay for my early arrival. My head hurt! The security officers greeted me as I approached the building. I immediately left for my office. Arriving that early would mean that I would be the only one in the office, official duties starts by 8am. I turned on my office lights.
“Why are you here so early?”
Dare shifted his weight from the swivel chair and leaned on the table. “Good morning.”
“What are you doing here?” I asked, staring at him.
He stretched his body and his bones cracked violently. He must have slept in a position of discomfort. “This is my firm.”
“MY OFFICE! You broke into my office, which is punishable by the law. There’s a legal term for that, um…”
He smiled and picked his Jacket from the table. “Trespassing, it is called trespassing. I had a lot to do in preparation for tomorrow’s event, when I was done, the city’s traffic held me up. Satisfied?”
“Are you going home now?”
“Yes. I will be heading home against the traffic so that we’ll make it in time for City Mall.”
I nodded my head. “You have to be careful, because, if you get apprehended by the cops, you won’t go cheap.”
“It won’t be my first time in lock up, remember?”
“What are you doing here this early anyways?” he asked, opening the door.
“I had to beat traffic.”
He closed the door quietly after him. “Why not his office?” I thought aloud. I bent down and saw a Picture faced down. It was a picture of Dare and a little boy, probably around the age of four to five. ‘Who could this be?’ I thought. The door flung open as Dare rushed in. I stretched the picture to him. His eyes burned with fury. He took the picture from me without saying a word and walked out.
“Who could that be?” I asked myself.
Dare seemed upset about me looking at the picture, so it had to be important to him. It was still early in the morning and Toni could not help me with any answers yet, so I turned on my laptop and searched Paul’s Facebook Account.
‘Marital Status: Engaged to Marie Branson’
I sighed as I went over his recent posts. Paul’s recent post read, ‘ ‘I’ll be happy with Marie.” I was not convinced with the post, but I became the 37 friend to LIKE the Post. Paul had posted several pictures of himself and Marie Branson. I had cold chills down my spine. At that moment, I had to admit to a slight jealousy. I logged off from the Internet and returned to thoughts about Dare’s picture. I got lost in the thought that I didn’t notice Toni before me. “Darlene!” she yelled. “I have been here for almost five minutes.” I popped my eyes open. “I am sorry Toni. Please sit.” “Why do you look so worried?” she asked, as she took her seat. I cleaned my brows. “It’s nothing Toni. I was lost in thoughts.” I replied, pouring myself a cup of coffee. “You care?” “Yes please. Black, low fat.” I smiled. “You should try more slimming down techniques, coffee isn’t really the best.” She eyeballed me coldly. “Humans are so insatiable! You told me to try to work out, only last night, I saw an Indian movie ‘Anjaana Anjaani’ and Priyanka Chopra was going on about Black Coffee…Low fat. If I continue like that, I will be as fit and hot as Priyanka Chopra in a year.” “Toni, you make me laugh. You will get there in five years, if you promise to reduce an intake on your Pepsi and burger.” She scoffed. “I won’t take hunger as a substitute for good living.” She sipped her coffee lightly. “That aside, why did you look very sad?” “Paul is getting married.” She dropped the coffee on the table. “Paul?” “Yes, and it will be soon. I don’t understand how it happened. He just decided to get married to some random girl I am sure he met while in the Bahamas.” Toni sighed. “I still find it hard to believe. That guy was so much in love with you.” “Jake must have planted that idea in his head. I bet he made Paul think of something weird.” She shrugged. Toni finished the last bit of the coffee and passed the cup to me. “I think Paul is mature to take any decision he so wishes. Jake isn’t responsible for his actions.” “If you say so, I have a question for you.” She adjusted her weight against the chair. “Go ahead.” “Is Dare hurt emotionally?” She laughed. “I always knew that you care for him, why the question?” “He slept in my office last night. He claimed that he had so much to do at work, so the traffic held him up, but I don’t believe it?” Toni shrugged carelessly. “I don’t know if he is hurt. He is so over Reina, so I know that she’s not responsible for whatever shape he might be in. maybe, he’s having issues with his father.” She started. “Old Ade-Cole doesn’t miss a chance to take constant swipes at his son. He wants him to be HIM.” “Almost every father wants that from his son. Do you think that’s the reason why he could be unstable?” She nodded in agreement. “At the moment, I think so. He is under a lot of pressure to deliver tomorrow. Top members of the state will be in attendance, so everything has to go on well.” “Okay. Is there anything special or sensitive about Dare that you know?” I asked. Toni stared at me carefully. “Dare isn’t gay. He is a straight guy.” “Shut up Toni. Who said a thing about Dare being gay?” “Then why are you probing into his life without a destination? If you have something that needs to be cleared up, all you have to do is say what you know.” She replied with a bit of harshness in her tone. I stared at her. “So much attitude for a simple enquiry.” “It’s not a simple enquiry Darlene; you are beating around the bush. I bet you found out something that you want me to confirm, all I need is for you to say what it is, and then I will ease your suspicions.” I was a bit skeptical about dropping the news. I am afraid of being seen as nosy by Dare and as impulsive by Toni. If I should mention it to Toni and she wasn’t aware of it previously, I would have leaked out something that I wasn’t sure of the import. “Darlene, I have seen you as a close friend ever since you got here, you can try to see me as a friend. Dare means a lot to me, if there is something that should be known for his good, I’d rather you say.” My eyes blinked repeatedly. “I would like an honest answer to the question, and a very direct one.” “Go ahead.” I took a deep breath. “Does Dare have a son?” “Darlene, I have never refused you a question about Dare, but on this one, if Dare has anything to tell you, he will. You won’t hear it from me.” I sighed. “I just want a YES or NO” “Sorry Darlene, you won’t get that from me.” She replied, standing up. She adjusted her grey jacket. “There are some matters that stay personal, and are rather not discussed for the good of us all. Don’t take it the wrong way.” I nodded. “I understand.” “That word weighs, if you don’t understand, just shrug.” She replied with a smile as she headed for the door. “Later hun, and best of luck with the stalker’s case.” She added and left.
Bola came in. “Morning Darlene.”
She handed me the Dailies. “Dare called in and said that you should meet him in the Car garage in five minutes. He’s parked at the executives.”
“Thank you Bola.” I replied. She smiled as she left.
I flipped through the back pages and stumbled on a remembrance column that read:
“IN LOVING MEMORY OF TOBI ADE-COLE…It’s been 3 years since you’ve gone and I still miss you – Dad”October 23, 2017 at 4:27 pm #1108047chimmyParticipant
Dare was silent as he drove from the office. The atmosphere was tense, and I guess it was because he saw me with the picture. I couldn’t wait to get to the City Mall and as soon as we approached, I heaved a sigh of relief.
“Are you that tired of me?” Dare asked as he parked.
Atta boy! At last he was talking. He pulled the hand break and smiled. “Get ready to put your stalker away.” He said as he got down. Dare stuns me. One moment he is negligent and indifferent, the other moment, he is caring and lively. His life was a piece of work to study.
“Here we are.” He said opening my door.
I smiled. “Thank you.”
A police man was on hand to escort us into the building. As soon as the judge mounted, the case begun. The Clerk ran through the formalities and when Daniel was asked to plead his case, he stated;
“Not Guilty, your honour.”
The Judge cleared his throat. “Mr Daniel, the charge of stalking levied against you by Ms. Darlene Williams has an incident of you stalking her at an event in the dark, and you had a firm grip on her, which could have resulted in an assault, if Mr Dare Ade-Cole hadn’t shown up. You had also been on the same bus with her once. What do you have to say for yourself?”
“Your honour, it was a public event and anyone could have been anywhere, the Bus is also a city transit and so anyone can be on a bus. I never tried to assault her, I noticed that she was scared, so I tried to pull her back to prevent her from running away and probably end up with the wrong guys. I was trying to defend her, not hurt her.”
“Why take special interest in defending Ms. Williams?”
Daniel sighed. “There was no special interest your honour. I saw a lady walking away in the dark, it was only logical that I followed.”
“There is nothing logical about following a lady walking away from a public event in the dark. She could have been tired of the event and have decided to leave. Be specific Mr Daniel, Why did you follow Ms. Williams?”
Daniel swallowed. I noticed how nervous he was, and I started to get uneasy with the trial. “No reason in particular.” He replied.
“Ms. Williams, what do you have to say about this?” the judge asked.
I rose to my feet. “I can’t say for sure that Daniel is a stalker, but I am not comfortable around him.”
“And you Mr Ade-Cole?”
Dare stood. “You are in the best position to give a verdict your honour, but Ms Williams isn’t comfortable with this man, and I had to rescue her from him on one occasion.”
“After all that has been said, this is my verdict, a restraining order is granted on Mr Daniel Obi, you are not to be found within 100 metres of Ms. Williams in walking space. Case closed!” The judge rose.
A policeman escorted Dare and I out of the building so as to ensure the 100 metres distance from Daniel.
“I hope this is safe.” The Policeman said.
Dare nodded in agreement. “The guy can’t be trusted, I think things are better this way. Or what do you say Darlene?”
“It’s fine.” I replied, squinting my eye balls trying to locate Daniel and another Police Officer afar off.
Dare motioned towards the car. “Shall we?”
“Yes please.” I replied, following him to the Car. He opened the door for me and shut it gently after me.
“So, are you all set for tomorrow?” he asked, as he started the engine.
I nodded. “I am.”
“I hope you don’t mind if I drop you off at the next stop, I have to be somewhere depressing, not sure you might want to come along.”
I shrugged. “I don’t mind if you drop me off at the next stop, but I won’t be reluctant to see your son’s grave.”
Dare pulled the brakes so hard that I almost hit my head on the dash board.
“Am sorry.” He said.
Honks pressed violently behind us. Dare pulled over at the side. “I’ll be right back.” He said. He apologized to some angry men who had bumped into each other when he suddenly pulled the break. The apology was quickly accepted when Dare tendered his Business Card to the men. The Power of wealth.
“How did you know about my son?” he asked as he shut the door.
“The Picture, and the papers.”
Dare buried his head in his hands. By the time he lifted his face, he was in tears.
“Dare, I am so sorry. I never meant to hurt you with it.” I said, almost trembling in fear.
Paul, for me, seemed to be the only man that could cry. Here was a Dare shedding tears of his late son’s death before me.
“He was only five years old.” He struggled to say amidst tears. “I killed him.” He said as he wailed.
I was scared. I got down and turned to his side. “Dare, let me drive.” I said in a shaky voice. I was sure that I couldn’t drive, but I wasn’t ready to allow him in his state.
“No, I will be fine. Let’s just pick up some flowers and we’ll be on our way to the Cemetery.” He said, cleaning his face.
“Dare, let’s call a cab. You are not doing fine.” I pleaded.
He shook his head in disagreement. “Please Darlene; don’t make this harder for me. Let’s go.”
We arrived at Ikoyi Cemetery later. We stood before Tobi Ade-Cole’s graveyard. Dare dropped the flowers he had bought, I also dropped mine. I watched him whisper something indistinct to his grave.
“Tobi, I am sorry.” He started in tears.
I patted him lightly on the back. “It’s okay Dare. Let’s go, we can talk about this.”
“He was only five.” He said, as he rubbed the grave. “I had promised to pick Tobi up after school, but within the day, Reina and I got into a very heated argument and I decided not to pick Tobi up. I told her to do it.” He said as he sobbed. “Reina was just learning to drive; I should never have acted that irresponsible.”
“Oh my God!” I exclaimed as I dropped on my knees beside him.
Dare wiped his face. “Reina had an accident. Tobi couldn’t survive.” Dare broke down in tears. “Reina has never forgiven me. I can’t even forgive myself. The boy was so little; he didn’t deserve to be caught up in our mess.”
“I am so sorry.” I said, as I wiped a tear that dropped from my eyes. “It’s not your fault. It was meant to be.”
Dare laughed in spite of himself. “Are you saying that Tobi was meant to die? Tobi died because I didn’t pick him up from school. That was entirely my fault. I am responsible for Tobi.”
I don’t know if I will ever be a good mother, I stared at Dare as he spoke about his late son. I felt so much blood rush within me. “Dare, forgive yourself first. Tobi has forgiven you.”
“How can you tell? I still miss him.”
I nodded my head. “It’s okay to miss him. I still miss my mom from over 20 years, and I never really knew her, yet I used to feel responsible for her death, until Jake told me some truth. If she could see me, she will never be happy that I still weep over her. Same with Tobi, he is in a better place, and he wants you to be happy for him.”
“How can I be happy Darlene? Reina and I had a very horrible relationship afterwards, until we finally broke up. She hated me, and I bet she still does.”
I sighed. ‘The Reina Sermon’ I thought. “Everyone can be hit by pain; you also feel the pain of Tobi’s loss. Don’t make yourself look like the Villain here. God gives, and God takes.”
We returned to the car some minutes later. We waited in the car listening to some Rock Music by
BLINK 182 before Dare started the car. I felt it was safe for us not to drive off instantly, not sure I was ready to be buried soon.
“Thanks for coming with me Darlene.” Dare said, as he parked. “I could never have been better without you there. I am grateful.”
I smiled faintly. “You are welcome. I think you take the day off, so as to be in proper shape for tomorrow.”
“Now you are going Boss on me.” He joked. “I’ll pass though, I have to be here to ensure that everything is all set for tomorrow.”
I returned to my office. “Hi Bola, did anyone come looking for me?” I asked.
“You have an envelope from the Post office.” She said, stretching out the envelope.
I opened it carefully. It read: “You are cordially invited to the Holy Matrimony between Paul Davis and Marie Branson.” I hissed. ‘What was Paul thinking?’ Did he expect me to make his wedding? I guess he wanted to rub it in my face that he was getting married. “I can’t be bothered.” I yelled.
“Is there a problem Darlene?” Bola asked.
“No.” I replied, and returned to my office. I tore the card to shreds as soon as I entered my office and disposed it into the thrash.
I had too many encounters in one day. I just discovered that Dare used to be a father, and now Paul is getting married. Where are the men in town anyways? How was Dora planning to hook me up? Are there single men anymore?October 23, 2017 at 8:04 pm #1108215bestAbbeyParticipant
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