contract - Season 1 - Episode 69

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contract - Season 1 - Episode 69

“Good day sir. I’m sorry but Mrs. Bridget Omotosho isn’t seeing any visitors.”
“Tell the Police Chief that Tobi Ademi is here. And make it quick.” Tob“Gosh! Nawa for you. Even police men are afraid of you sef.” Abena teased, trying to lighten the mood.
“Yeah well they should be.” Tobi shrugged, not smiling at all.

“Tobi. Calm down. I’ll just talk to her, then we’ll leave.” Abena said, placing her hands on his neck and looking up at his face. He pulled her to him and buried his head in her hair.
“Yes ma’am.” He whispered.
A police officer looked at them and coughed to get their attention. “I’ve been instructed to take you to Mrs. Bridget Omotosho. Please follow me.”

They followed him to a room where they were asked to seat down. The walls were all white, and in the middle of the room, was a wooden table, and two chairs on both sides.
Abena sat down on the chair, knowing that her back would hurt later on, and Tobi sat beside her, rubbing circles on her back.
A police officer walked in with Bridget, and sat her down. He looked at them. “Ten minutes.”

As soon as the police officer left, Bridget glared at Abena and sneered at her.
“I see you got yourself pregnant for a very rich man. Just like your mother. Such a gold digger.” She spat out.
Abena stood up and did what she had always wanted to do. She slapped Bridget across her cheek, while the latter winced.
“You have no right to talk about her. Especially after what you’ve done. You destroyed my family. You ended us.” Abena replied, sitting down and staring at her straight in the eye.

“I was simply taking what was mine.”
“And how did that end up for you?”
“I should have ended you too.” Bridget scowled causing Tobi to stand up.
Abena pulled him back down and gave him a look. It was her fight. Her family. Her revenge.
“I always knew you were a twisted unhappy b---h from the day my dad brought you home. I just wish he would have seen it too. But he didn’t. You took my mom and my dad from me. But that’s okay. You’re getting the death sentence. I hope you know. You can’t afford a lawyer, so the state would give you one. But the lawyer wouldn’t really care, because it’s so obvious that you’re guilty. You’re finally going back to where you came from: hell.”

Abena stood up, and Tobi followd suit, leading her out of the gloomy room.
“I’m sorry!” Bridget called out before they left.

“Too late for that.” The police officer said to her, forcing her to stand up.

Tobi led Abena out of the station and into the car. He made sure she was comfortable with the seat belt, then went to the other side to seat down.

“Dont let her get to you love.” He said after a while.

“At least, you’ve helped me get what I’ve always wanted: Justice. Thank you Tobi.” She said, removing her seat belt and hugging him.

“Anything for you love.” He said, stroking her hair. “Anything.”
She leaned back into her seat.

“You better do that seat belt exactly how I did it for you because it took a lot of skill and Tobi Ademi awesomeness to get it done.” He joked and she laughed.