Hit And Run - Episode 9
21-07-25 (09:58)
Being on the run for a crime I didn’t commit had taken
a toll on me, everything I did after losing the cops – I
did painstakingly. I had found a good hiding sp©t inside
a half-done building. Although I was no longer being
chased by the police I had a feeling that what that
detective did was a plot. Whatever his intentions were,
I kept on wondering.
I had resolved to reveal the whole sheban-g
surrounding my predic@m£nt; I nee-ded to start from
the root. I brou-ght out the phone Sissy got for me, hid
my caller identity and dialed Victory’s number. Thanks
to my eidetic memory, I could remember every phone
number I have ever dialed.
The ring tone kept on until someone picked up the
phone.
“Hello who are you and why are you calling me with a
hidden number?” Victory’s voice sounded harsh on the
line.
“Calm down it’s me, Charles” I said gently.
“Mister Man I don’t know any Charles who hides his
number to call… wait a minute, Charles Michael?” she
said almost loudly.
“Yes it’s me and I nee-d a few favours from you.”
“Are you insane? Do you want to get me killed? You
are a fugitive for Christ sake, Charles you R@p£d and
murdered an actress. To make matters worse, you sh0t
and killed one of the cops that arrested you and you…”
“listen Victory!” I cut her sh0t. “I did none of those
things, it was all a setup. I am being framed for all
those deaths. Mike Adewale killed his own wife and
the police lady was sh0t by her p@rtner! I was there! I
saw everything!”
“Wait, what do you mean Mike killed his own wife?”
she sounded amused
“It was Mike that killed his actress wife Tiffany, he is
pla-ying some sort of game thingy with me and I will
not sit and get arrested for his atrocities.” I said angrily.
“Oh my dear Charles, you have gone psycho” she said
“Look Victory I called you for help not name calling”
“Isn’t it obvious? You are losing it. The mike we both
know is a bachelor. Rumor even has it that this guy is
g@y and here you are claiming that he is married to the
actress you R@p£d and murdered.” She said
sarcastically.
I bec@m£ dumbfounded. There was silence before I
broke it by quic-kly explaining to Victory how Mike
made me the startup proposal, how we both left the
company and I went to his house and met his new
wife Tiffany, how I gave her a ride, the nas-ty things
she told me that Mike did to her, how we were
sp©tted by paparazzi and ran into that building, how
she professed her feelings and how I reciprocated, the
love ma-king, her death and the appearance of Mike’s
security guy, from the moment my life bec@m£
endangered to the moment I met Sissy. I told her the
whole sheban-g.
“Charles your story sounds convincing but there is a
plot hole.” She said.
“What plot hole”
“You said you and Mike quit TMN?”
“Yes” I sounded obvious.
“Well Mike c@m£ to work today, in fact he has been
coming to work ever since and for the last time
Charles, Mike is a bachelor.” She said and hung up.
I brou-ght the phone down and clenched my fist –
Another yet astonishing revelation; Mike hadn’t quit as
he fooled me to do so, what’s more? His marriage to
Tiffany was a lie but that leaves Tiffany in the limelight.
She too was p@rt of the arrangement; I can’t believe
she pla-yed me. But then I wondered why Mike would
kill her. What was he going to achieve and why was
he doing this to me?!
I sat at the sandy floor for several minutes before
dialing Victory’s number again. It rang for some
seconds, no answer. I tried again still she wouldn’t pick
up. I tried four more times still no answer.
I tried it for the last time; I waited for what seemed to
be decades. Just when the line was about to give no
answer; she picked it up.
“I know my story sounds crazy, but I am telling the
truth” I said immediately fearing that she would drop
the call again.
“Cut the cra-p Charles, I think you are saying the truth”
she said with a whisper.
My heart raced with joy.
“That sound awesome Victory but what changed your
mind?” I said cheerfully.
“When I dropped the call I pu-ll-ed the company’s
records, I saw something that gives your story a little
credibility. In the company’s list of employees and ex-
employees you don’t exist.”
“What?”
“Charles TMN never employed you; the data says so
and remember you told me the company acquired an
app from you”
“Yes”
“That doesn’t exist also and what’s more”
“What?”
“Mike had almost got the company bankrupt, he paid
from his own pocket, in addition to that he had been a
serial gambler, and all these led to him being broke.”
I sighed hesitantly.
“Charles I re-ad a blog post which you wrote, you
br@gged about your online empire of wealth, and you
claimed to be super rich with your online ventures. I
somehow confirmed that, and I think that’s what Mike
is after. All that money Charles.” she said with clarity.
I brushed my hair with my hand. It dawned on me that
ignorance was really a misery. If I had knowledge
about my surrounding, I wouldn’t be in this mess.
“Charles we nee-d to find a way to use this against
Mike; try to come up with something.” Hearing her say
this put me at ease. Finally someone was willing to
work with me.
“Umm” I started scratching my head, nothing was
coming up. I searched my memory as if I had sto-red
any plan there, then something silly crossed my mind.
Victory was still on the line.
“I want to infiltrate Mike’s house, I might find
something useful there.” I said and waited for her to
disapprove.
“Are you nuts? You want to walk into the layer of the
man you are running from? How are you going to do
that undetected? and if I heard you correctly you said
his security guy was the person that c@m£ after you.
Charles this is a bad idea.” She said.
I was alre-ady on my feet, leaving the building. “Look
Victory, this people wants me to pl@yby their script and
by that they want me to run. I am no longer their
puppet, plus I’ve got a well calculated plan to infiltrate
Mike’s house.”
“And how do you intend to do that?”
“I will tell you when we meet. At TMN garage” I said.
“Charles, call your lawyer let’s start from there.”
“I don’t have a lawyer”
“I’ll hook you up with one, he is very good. He will
know how to use this data to your favour.”
“Thank you very much Victory, I don’t know what I
would’ve done without you.”
“Keep your gratitude till when we meet; you have a lot
of explaining to do.” The line went dead.
I took a de-ep breath and exhaled sharply. Thanking my
stars that I know someone like victory.
Tiffany c@m£ to mind, she was nothing but a deception.
I clenched my fist and wished she was here to explain
herself.
I c@m£ out of the half-done building vigilantly, carefully
observing if anyone was looking, no one—so I sli-pped
out and hailed a taxi, told the driver my destination.
Where was I headed? The TMN mas-sive garage, then
for the first time since a very long time, I was sm-
irking.
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