My Rich Nigerian Boo – Chapter 19

“If you want to be happy, do not dwell in the past, do not worry about the future, focus on living fully in the present.” – Roy T Bennet

It’s difficult to trust people you don’t know, especially if they are associated with people who want to see you dead. The call from Una rattled me, but it was the last call that had my hair flying off my head. I knew the voice very well. People in the drug business are very dangerous. They will not hesitate to use your family to get to you. That is why many people who are involved in underhand businesses do their best to hide their family members from their associates. They know when the brown stuff hit the fan, their families will be the targets. I was not a direct associate, but by getting involved with Ifechi I compromised my family’s safety. “Please leave my family alone. They did nothing to you. You are dealing with me, my family has nothing to do with whatever we are doing. I promise I will do whatever you want,” I cried.


“Come on Pali Pali, I know you miss your mom. I was just telling her how you are looking forward to seeing them soon. I gave them the R10 000 you asked me to give to them for your little brother. I will always be thankful for everything you have done for my company,” Ifechi said. He was lying through his teeth in front of my mom. He was creating an impression that we knew each other and that I was doing some decent work for him. One thing I knew was my mom loved money more than anything on earth. If I didn’t know better I would think she was born in Eastern or Western Cape. She hated people from outside our borders, but by giving her money Ifechi won her over just like that. She was not aware our lives were in danger. I wished I could scream over the phone for her to hear me. Ifechi was a step ahead of me.

He hung up on me before I could beg him again to stay away from my family. I remembered Ifechi’s friend Una told me he wanted me to help him take the monster down. I called and told him what Ifechi did to my family. “Don’t panic, I will come up with a plan to sort your problem, as long as you promise to help me with this guy. We can take him down as a tag team. Are you in?” Una asked. I told him I was willing to do whatever it takes for my family’s safety. He asked to meet at Rosebank Mall in about 30 minutes. I didn’t waste time, I grabbed my bag and headed to Gautrain station. I called my mom on my way to the Park Station but her phone was off. I was panicking. I didn’t know what to do. I cried all the way to the Gautrain station.

It took me about four minutes to get to Rosebank from Park Station. I called Una to ask where we were meeting and he told me at KFC. I almost laughed. Only people from Limpopo hold meetings at KFC, lol. I was expecting Newscafe or Tashas nyana. He arrived 10 minutes later. He ordered Streetwise Pap and nothing for me. I told him I was not hungry but angry. He told me his plan was to use me as a bait to get to Ifechi. I asked how he was planning to use me as a bait. “Listen, I will call Ifechi and tell him I captured you. All you have to do is to play along and I will take it from there. Are you game?” Una said with a serious face. He was careful not to speak loudly because he didn’t want people to hear him.

I didn’t get his plan quite well but I agreed out of desperation. He called Ifechi. He said, “Boss, I managed to capture the target. I will send you the address of where I am keeping her. I also managed to twist her stubborn head, she is ready for the assignment.” I was a bit confused but kept quiet. Una was tall and handsome. He didn’t look rich but he took care of his body. He was well-built with beautiful teeth. His Nigerian accent was very deep. He didn’t look like a criminal. After the call he told me we should rush to Melville. We got to some house in Melville and Una sent coordinates to Ifechi. Few minute later we were joined by some two fat guys. They spoke with Una for few minutes and left. They used a foreign language, so I didn’t get what they discussed.

I asked Una who they were and he told me not to worry. He told me to go sit down and pretend I was held without my permission or something like that. When Ifechi arrived I had to put an Oscar winning performance. I asked him if my family was safe. He showed me a selfie he took with my mom. She looked so happy you would swear she had just reached orgasm. My mom loved money shem. “I am ready to work for you again. Please promise you won’t do anything to my mom and brother. As promised, I am willing to go anywhere in the world,” I said with a shaky voice. Ifechi ignored me and told Una to bring two bags from his car. Una rushed to the car and came back with two big bags. One bag was teeming drugs, the other was overflowing with money. My pussy got wet just by seeing Mandela’s face on the notes. As I was drooling over the money bag, the two fat guys reappeared.

One of them produced a gun and shot Ifechi twice on the head. The other one pointed the gun at Una and told him to lie down.

THE END                                                                                                                                                                   


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