CAMARADERIE TROUBLES

CHAPTER 29

Mrs Dongmo stared at the DPO in stunned

disbelief. Her husband, seated right next to

her was also shocked beyond words. “No,

I’m sure there’s a mistake somewhere” she

murmured. “I mean… You can’t be serious”

She muttered, looking stunned.

The DPO shrugged his shoulder.

“Unfortunately, I am ma’am” he looked

towards the door and yelled. “Bring her in”

Shola stared at her husband, still finding it

hard to believe that Glory wanted her

dead. It had been four days since the

incident at her office and yet Shola couldn’t

get the incident off her head. After waiting

in stunned silence for about a minute, the

door of the office opened and Shola turned

as a police officer pushed Glory into the

office. Shola stood up slowly, her mouth

slightly agape as she stared in shock at

Glory. Glory had been Shola’s friend for

so long. They were so close, even got

married in the same church… But where

Shola was rich, Glory was poor. While Shola

got married to a wealthy politician, Glory

married a struggling entrepreneur. Shola – as

always – took it upon herself to change this,

by setting Glory up in a business. She

initially wanted them to work together in

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her husband had warned her against it. She

never knew a day would come when she

would be eternally grateful for not doing

that.

Shola had instead opened a boutique for

Glory and furnished it perfectly; even at

that, Glory still always asked her for money

every now and then and Shola never

hesitated in giving her until…

“Glory” Shola gasped out, staring at the

battered face of her friend. Her face was

swollen from severe beating and torture.

“Glory, you? You sent assassins to kill

me?” Glory couldn’t meet her eyes as she

looked at the ground. “How could you? How

could you, Glory?” Shola yelled.

“I’m sorry” Glory said unevenly, the swell

in her mouth muffled her voice as she

winced painfully.

“Oh, you’re sorry ehn? If you had succeeded

in killing me, I’m sure you’d be passing your

‘sorry’ condolences to my family by now,

isn’t it?” Shola yelled.

“Calm down, baby” Mr Dongmo said calmly.

Shola ignored him. “I’ve dedicated my life to

making you better; what did I not do for

you? Yet, you sent assassins to kill me…”

Shola shook her head. “Is it because of our

little fight? Because you asked me for money

some weeks back and I refused?”

“She asked you for money?” Comprehension

dawned on the DPO as he stared at the

scene in front of him.

Shola turned to the DPO furiously. “She came

to me about three weeks ago and asked for

five hundred thousand Naira. I refused. How

could I? I don’t pluck money from trees, do

I? I opened a boutique from her but despite

that, she’d always come to me for money.”

“Interesting” The DPO said, running his

fingers around his stubble.

“I always gave it to her but that last time, I

refused because I expect her to be

financially stable by now.” Shola continued.

“How was I to know that she’d go as far as

hiring people to take my life?” Shola’s eyes

were ablaze as she glared at Glory.

“I… I am sorry… Shola… Please forgive me”

Glory fell on her knees, crawling towards

Shola. Shola scrambled out of reach.

“Please get her out of here” Mr Dongmo said

forcefully and the DPO nodded at the

policeman standing by. Glory was dragged

out of the office pleading and crying. Shola

could hear the furious undertone in Dongmo’s

voice when he spoke. He could keep calm in

the face of a storm and that was what Shola

loved most about her husband. “Come here,

baby”

Shola stared at the closed door and exhaled

deeply, wishing she could release all the

anger she was feeling as she moved closer

to Dongmo, sitting beside him again. He

squeezed her lap lightly, in a comforting

manner as he looked directly at the DPO. “I

want this case charged to court as soon as

possible. She has to pay dearly for this.”

“She can’t escape it. I am just glad she is

being charged for attempted murder and

not murder.” the DPO smiled at Shola. “You

really handled the situation well before the

police arrived.”

Shola shook her head as her eyes turned

thoughtful. “Believe me sir, I am not the one

who deserves the credit”