Worthwhile suspense

Gbenga was undoubtedly an industrious and serious-minded staff. Though barely new in the job, he worked like one whom had gained enormous experience in it. He could strive from entry to closure time, which was usually 6:00am – 2:00pm, 2:00pm – 8:00pm, and 8:00pm – 6:00am for morning, afternoon and night duties respectively, without even bothered to go for a break as the tradition of the work demanded. The most intriguing part of his dogged approach towards his duty post that triggered the attention of the company’s Management Board was…

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Broken jinx (II)

As Chima Okere, who left Calabar, Cross River State for Abia State that Saturday evening to check on his old mum Madam Ndozi, walked into his family’s lounge, he observed without much ado that the woman in question had been in sorrowful mood considering the look on her aged face; her countenance was pale and moody as her shoulders were calmly held by Emeka. “Mama, what is it?” he inquired, standing by the entrance. There was absolute tranquility all over. Chima walked closer to them. “Mama..?” he dished out. “My…

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Broken jinx

    Life had been so miserable for Mr. Emeka Okere who was repatriated from Germany a couple of weeks back. His almost five-year stay in the said country was summarily a waste, to assert the least. While in the country, he could obtain not even a pin owing to his uncalled lifestyle; he was so randy, and a drug addict to the core. Ever since he returned Nigeria, precisely Mbaohia in Abia State – his ancestral home –, he had remained restless and mesmerized; the only thing he returned…

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Life’s intrigues (III)

    “Meaning that first year female students are always glad to receive the hand of a guy in upper level, “Chinwe responded hesitantly as she sat on the foam. “Especially a final year student.” She added in a jiffy. Damilola, ‘Dami’ as she was fondly called, was speechless, sat on a plastic reading-chair positioned directly opposite where her roommate was seated. “So tell me,” quoth Chinwe. “What level is he?” Damilola dished out a dazzling smile, overwhelmed though. “You have said it all.” She said. “Meaning?” “Final year.” She…

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Life’s intrigues (II)

“Like I said the other day,” Chukwudi told Damilola as he sat directly opposite her. “You are very pretty.” It was their second meeting, which they respectively couldn’t wait to embrace. It was scheduled via a phone call, and was taking place in one of the relaxation joints on the campus after their lecture period, precisely at 5:35pm. It was exactly two days after their first meeting. “Thank you.” She replied, smiling. “One more thing,” the loverboy rode on. “I have noticed you have a good fashion taste.” His compliment…

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