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20Jan/16

THE HAUNTED ASSEMBLY 8

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Adam paced around the house. He could hear Kate’s voice through the bedroom door as she talked with Ese. He had a decision to make, one he had to make very fast. Telling the doctor he would take some days off to take care of his wife sounded like a chivalrous thing to do at the time, now it just sounded stupid. There was a dead body he should be attending to.

What was he doing anyway? It wasn’t like he could take care of a pregnant woman. His panic at the false labour was enough proof of that.

The bedroom door opened and he turned around to see Kate.

“How is she?” Adam asked.

She ignored his question. “What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know yet. How is she?”

“I can’t answer that question until I know what you’re going to do.”

Adam held her hand and drew her away from the door.

“What do you expect me to do? I can’t tell my wife I’m leaving her but I can’t leave the case right now. They just found another body.”

“I know, I know, but still you have to make up your mind. The sooner the better.”

“You don’t seem to…”

His phone rang, it was Detective Samson.

“Detective?”

“Sir, we are waiting for you. We may not be able to hold off the press for much longer.”

“I’ll be with you soon.” He ended the call.

“So you’re going then?” Kate asked.

“Just for now. I will check the body, tell them what to do and come back home.”

Kate smiled. “Good luck explaining that to your wife.”

She was right. He knew better than anyone that there was no way a detective will see a dead body and turn around. What was he supposed to do?

His phone rang again.

“Samson, I said you should wait!”

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18Jan/16

THE HAUNTED ASSEMBLY 7

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First stop: the Yellow House.

Adam flashed his ID more than ten times before he got to the cell where Senator Bello had been held. He had wanted to go immediately he saw the news but Ese had forbidden him from leaving the house. He kind of wished he had defied her because now he barely had anything. The body had been taken down and he was sure he was already buried. But he had to check, there was a chance he could find something yet.

He entered the cell and looked around. It was not a regular cell, it was way cleaner and more comfortable than any cell he had ever entered. Apparently, a senator still had some privileges even in detention. There was a mattress but the bedsheet was gone. He looked at the ceiling, there was a hook where a fan used to hang. It was stupid to leave something like that in a cell but then it was not very often that VIP prisoners took their own lives.

Why did he do it? The question had eaten at him since he heard about the suicide. If Senator Bello was innocent as he believed he was, why would he take his own life? Was there foul play? Did somebody kill him and make it look like a suicide.

He looked outside the cell, a guard stood watching him.

“Hey.” Adam called him.

He looked at Adam but did not move.

“Were you here when they found the body?”

“Yes sir.” He said and looked away.

Adam came out of the cell and walked to the guard. The guard shifted uneasily, he did not meet Adam’s gaze. Adam was sure he would not have answered any of his questions if he knew he could get away with not answering.

“When did you start working here?” Adam asked.

“Two years ago sir.”

“How many people have used this cell?” Adam pointed to the cell that had housed Senator Bello.

“I’m not sure. Maybe one or two.”

Adam nodded. “Tell me what happened yesterday before the body was found.”

The guard shifted from foot to foot. He did not want to talk, it made Adam want to hear what he had to say even more. He considered how to get what he wanted. He could threaten him like everybody in Abuja did. Or he could try another method.

“What’s your name?” Adam asked.

“Lekan Sadiq.”

“Okay Sadiq, you know who I am. I can offer you a job at the CIB and I assure you we pay better and you won’t spend all your days in this depressing place.”

It did not look like Sadiq was completely convinced but the offer had an effect on him.

“Just tell me what happened here yesterday Sadiq.”

“I love my job here,” He leaned closer to Adam. “If I lose it somehow, I’m holding you to that offer. But I’m not telling you this because of the job.”

“Sure, just help me understand what happened here.”

“The Senator was quite cheerful from the day he was brought here, he kept telling us he would be out in a matter of hours. He was innocent, he kept saying.”

“Did he talk to anybody? A lawyer? Family?”

“Not while I was here. Not even a lawyer, that was surprising. I don’t think he had any visitor. Well, until yesterday.”

Adam’s heart beat faster. Was he about to find the killer he had been looking for?

“Who came yesterday?” Adam asked.

“General Galadima.”

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04Jan/16

THE HAUNTED ASSEMBLY 1

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Adam caught the look on his wife’s face again and looked away. She was trying to make him feel bad and it was working. He walked away from her and towards the wine. He was at the party for a reason; he could not leave, not yet. It was a party with a lot of political bigwigs and they did not seem to mind that their host – Senator Adeshina was nowhere to be found. But then, none of them had a pregnant wife to worry about, he did.

He picked two glasses and walked back to Ese. He stopped in front of her and smiled. He had married a beautiful woman, not even the eight months old foetus pushing her belly out of proportion could disguise that.

“You look beautiful tonight Ese.” He said as he set the glasses on the table in front of her.

“I don’t feel beautiful. I feel like a house on legs.” She said with a grunt. “And this house wants to go home.”

“We can’t leave yet Ese, we’ve not even seen the Senator.”

“It’s not our fault he is late to his own party, I’m tired Honey, I need to go home.”

Adam looked at his watch, it was past nine; she was right it was late.

“Babe, let’s wait for another fifteen minutes, if the senator isn’t here, we will leave, okay?”

“You’re not leaving, are you?” A voice said from behind them.

Adam turned around, it was the Senator. Finally, they could pay their respects and leave.

“The Mrs was getting a little tired, that’s all.” Adam said.

“It’s not me sir, it’s the baby.” Ese said.

“I’m sorry Adam, I apologise specially to you Ese. I was held up by a call from the Hungarian ambassador who for some reason I can’t fathom has become a dear friend.”

“We totally understand sir. We just wanted a chance to say a big thank you for your help sir.” Adam said.

“My help?”

“Our transfer to Abuja.” Ese said.

“You think I did you a favour by bringing you to Abuja? I hope you still think so in six months.” The senator said and laughed.

“I’m sure there are other people you need to say hello to.” Adam said, he could tell his wife was barely keeping the fake smile on her face.

“Oh sure, most of them I should introduce you to, Senator Halima especially. She’s been eager to meet you.”

He knew who Senator Halima Abubakar was. She was the youngest member of the senate, she was barely thirty five. It was obvious she was only in the Senate because of who her parents were. He wondered why she wanted to meet him.

“She is a big fan of the Church Street Killer case, she should be here already; she’s never late for

parties.” The senator said. He dug his hand into his pocket and brought out his phone.

Adam nodded and smiled, he hoped the senator would just go; he was almost as eager to leave as his wife was now.

“Excuse me please,” The senator said. “I need to take this call.”

Adam watched him leave. He whispered to Ese. “This is our chance.”

He helped Ese to her feet and they walked across the room. There were a lot of important people in the room, people who could make his stay in Abuja easier, people he had hoped the senator would introduce him to. He had learnt his lesson, he would not bring a heavily pregnant woman to a party next time.

“Adam?” He heard the voice call behind him and he stopped, it was the Senator. No!

He could hear Ese grumble. “Just tell him I’m not feeling well.” She said.

“I’m sorry sir, Ese isn’t…”

“Adam, you need to come with me.”

Adam shook his head. “Sir, I…”

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18May/14

DEMONS ON CHURCH STREET: FINALE (PART 1)

Adam slid the gear into park, jumped out of the car and ran into the lounge. He looked around the room, Faruk was nowhere. He brought his phone out of his pocket and dialed his number. He chewed on his nails as the phone rang. He had hoped Tola was wrong about Faruk. Faruk had been the only friend he had kept for more than a whole year. He was a crazy person who lived in a fantasy world, more than a normal adult should but he was a true and loyal friend. Continue reading

14Apr/14

DEMONS ON CHURCH STREET: EPISODE FOURTEEN

Adam looked at the empty, boring faces in front of him and sighed. “Yes we believe the third lady wasn’t a victim of the church street killer.”

He was in a meeting with all law enforcement agencies in the state under the strict orders of the state governor. The NSCDC, FRSC, NIS, NPS were all represented, even KWATMA sent a representative, it was ridiculous. It was a complete waste of time as far as he was concerned. He was supposed to be meeting with the heads of all these agencies but apparently they all thought the meeting was a waste of their time too and had sent their deputies. The deputies trying to assert some sort of authority had been firing him with questions, most of them silly repetitions of what another person had asked. Continue reading

24Mar/14

DEMONS ON CHURCH STREET: EPISODE ELEVEN

“Alright Tola, it’s time to take stock and know if we’re any closer to catching this killer or killers.” Adam said rolling the white board marker between his fingers.
He was standing in his office, in front of a whiteboard. The case was becoming fuzzy and trying to solve three murders at the same time was taking its toll on the case. The case needed some clarity and more importantly, he needed some clarity.
“Okay, first victim, what do we know?” Tola asked, leaning back in her seat.
“Well, she was a young girl, early twenties and a sex worker.” Adam said, writing on the white board in front of him. “She had met a man two weeks before she died, a man she met the same day she was killed. Hotel records had disappeared miraculously and there’s no way to trace them” Continue reading

09Mar/14

DEMONS ON CHURCH STREET: EPISODE NINE

Adam woke up with a start.
He slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he noticed was that his head felt like a band of soldiers were marching inside it. Light filtered into the room through the open window curtains, it was morning. His brain did not seem to process what morning meant at the moment, the headache probably stopped any signals going to his brain. There was a sharp ringing sound in his brain also, and it was driving him crazy. He shut his eyes, trying to stop the ringing but it continued. He opened his eyes again and tried to look at the clock hanging above the door, a blinking light caught his attention. Continue reading

03Mar/14

DEMONS ON CHURCH STREET: EPISODE EIGHT

Ese slowed to a stop as she approached the TBC building. She showed her ID to the man at the entrance, he lifted the barrier and she entered. The TBC building was a huge one, and it housed a big company. And she was glad to be a part of it. Her time at the NTA was not bad, she had made a lot of contacts and had gained experience in the media industry, experience that had given her the job at TBC.
She slid her car into the carport, turned off the engine and got out. She locked the door and walked towards the main building. She was relatively new to the company but if the previous night’s show was anything to go by, she was probably going to be a superstar. Continue reading

17Feb/14

DEMONS ON CHURCH STREET: EPISODE SIX

“Tola, talk to me.” Adam said leaning forward in his chair. He had refused to meet with the coroner or see the body again, he was director for a reason. Tola was not the director, she did not have such refusing privileges.
“What do you want to know?” she said with a sneer.
“Everything you learnt from the coroner.” He said chuckling. She did not like dead bodies any more than he did. Continue reading