Susan ekerete - Season 1 - Episode 19

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Susan ekerete - Season 1 - Episode 19

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Michael was still shaken about ten minutes later. He gripped the steering wheel of his car a she drove away from Susan’s apartment, fingers taut with a tension that was partly sexual and partly full of exasperation. He could still taste Susan on his lips. Her kiss was a ghost that haunted him.“Well, are you going to tell me what the hell that was about?” he gritted out, turning to look at the woman in the seat beside him. His car purred gently as the black Uyo streets whizzed past in the windows. “I’m not used to being almost assaulted like that.”Susan was half crouched in eth passengerseat, her head craned backwards to see if they were being followed. “I’ll explain later,just keep driving.”Michael turned to look at her, and his eyeswere drawn to her derriere as her half twisted body contorted further. He cursed beneath his breath and forced himself to look away and focus on the dark street before him.

If she didn’t change her position soon, she would cause him to wrap the car around a NEPA pole. She was terribly distracting; her body was the last thing a driver needed disturbing his thoughts…“Oh no no. You’ll explain now.” he growled. “And you need to sit down properly and use your seat belt.”Susan watched their trail for a few seconds longer, then sighed and complied with his instructions, her seatbelt clicking into its rightful niche.Michael listened, his ardour disappearing and being replaced with alarm as Susan regaled him with everything that had happened since he left her house earlier inthe day. His eyes widened in surprise when she told him about the phone call from her ex-husband and his allegations about the crooked policemen, led by Inspector Samson.“Isn’t this a little bit farfetched?” he said. “It sounds like something out of a movie.

A bad Nollywood movie.”“You didn’t hear how scared Asuquo sounded.” Susan insisted. “Trust me, you would know he wasn’t lying. Plus the way they were acting before you showed up…”“You think they were trying to abduct you?” Michael asked.

Susan hesitated. When she and Samson had broken their impromptu kiss, the policemen had not stopped them from leaving together. Inspector Samson had actually being effusive and friendly to Michael, apologizing for the fact that they had delayed his ‘woman’ as she was going to meet him, but she wasn’t fooled. She couldn’t shake the memory of how he had looked at her when he gripped her bag and tried to take it from her. Maybe the kiss had convinced him that Michael was truly her boyfriend, but she found it hard to believe.Inspector Samson had known she was lying, she was sure of it; eh probably had some other game plan that he was keeping to himself. She had to warn Asuquo that Samson Udofia was coming for him.** **“She was lying.” Samson Udofia declared to his men after Michael’s car left the frontof Susan’s flat. “It was very obvious. She was trying to run before we came. But why?” he mused.

“We should have just carried her.” one of the policemen said gruffly. Two of his colleagues grunted in agreement. “And theother guy too. Wetin for happen?”Samson glanced crossly at the man. “Can’t you see her neighbours’ curtains shaking all over the street?

Those are witnesses. If something happened to her, we would be fingered as the ones who saw her last and then abducted her.” he stepped further into the small street and watched the tail lights of Michael’s car disappear. “You men have to learn to pick your battles. Don’t worry. We’ll get her if we need to.”They turned as a dark shape materialized out of the evening gloom. He walked towards them and stopped beside Samson. “The office called through the radio. They are close to tracing that number Susan Ekerette sent to us in her sms. Her ex-husband’s number.” He grinned. “The mobile network service provider was only too eager to help the police. The number isn’t registered to Asuquo Udodiong, but he would be too smart to do that anyway.”Samson nodded thoughtfully, his mind filled with thoughts of Susan. She was a very beautiful woman, but a terrible liar. He suspected she was keeping something from them. He remembered the kiss between her and Michael Davie; the guy was a lucky one, though he seemed confused when the woman had embraced,then kissed him. Something was definitely fishy. Later, he would get the truth of that relationship out of the woman. But tracingAsuquo was paramount.“Let’s go.” He muttered, heading to their jeep. The other policemen followed him immediately, a well-oiled team, smoothly heeding their leader’s call. Samson’s face was grim as he slipped behind the steering wheel. “Susan Ekerette and her ‘boyfriend’ can wait. We have bigger fish to fry.”