Countless - S01 E84

Story 3 years ago

Countless - S01 E84

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 84

The moment I saw the caller I.d to be Jide, the thinking application in my brain flew open and I started wondering why he was calling Beatrice.

The options displayed on my thinking app were: Could it be he has something to do with my present situation? Did he aided Doris with getting me here? If so how? Because I don’t remember telling him about Doris talkless of introducing him to her

I already suspected him of having a hand in my ordeal with Favour even though I haven’t had any chance to confront him thereafter to hear his argument about it, but still something smelt fishy about him

Why is he now calling Beatrice?……or is he calling her because he also knew her and they were friends? Perhaps thats the reason

The ringing was about to end before I closed the thinking app and decided to pick the call just to hear what he has to say

The ringing ended just when I was about to pick it but my brain subconsciously downloaded a radical trick

I smiled politically at the brilliant trick and stared at the screen of the phone contemplating on whether to call him back or not for 10secs before he eventually called back again

The radical idea was to change the pitch and *vocality of my voice to make it a striking resemblance to that of Beatrice, with the optimism of him falling for it.

I quickly checked the info’s on Beatrice’s voice before copying it and thank gawd, no copyright law was protecting her voice so it was legal for me to use it

The phone rang again and I was about picking it when another rare spark of genius thinking found its way into my brain again

I quickly head towards the giant OX fan at the rearmost section of the dinning and switched it on to its medium speed of rotation while I swiped the call icon to the receive icon and placed the phone gently on my ear and the following conversation ensued thereafter.

“hello….Beatrice?” His impatient voice sounded again.

“How’re you Jide.” I replied with the plagiarized voice of Beatrice while I prayed fervently to the gawd of thunder to make him not be suspicious of any foul play

Shango must have just won a billion naira thunder-striking contract because he answered my prayers instantly as Jide seems to be oblivious to the fake voice of Beatrice that am using

“I just want to tell you that unless you’ve found another person, am ready for the job….” He spoke out calmly and I was forced into thinking mode again

‘What job could he be talking about? Are they in some kind of deal together?…Well, there’s only one elusive way to find out’

“Jide? Please remind me, which of the Job are you talking about?”

He was silent for some seconds before he spoke again. “wait maam….whats the noise about? Your voice is not audible enough.” came the reply from him

“urrhh, yees its about to rain here and there’s heavy storm going on outside. Maybe we should….”

“its alright maam….Have sent the details of my findings to your whatsapp and everything needed. Please contact me Asap?”

Oh! This is deeper than I thought

“ok. I’ll check it when am less busy…take care.” I managed to reply him amicably

“and thanks for paying the balance of the previous job, my friend also says a very big thanks to you.” He said appreciatively with a happy sound and I was yet again confused with his last statement.

“what friend? You didn’t tell me you involved anybody Jide. So which friend are you talking about?”

“ofcos I told you I couldn’t do it alone, so I involved one of my buddies that got me the lady I used in luring Darous to the trap…..” He continued with his speech but I was so caught up in that revelation and wasn’t listening anymore

“yes! I knew it, you this bastard! You’re behind it all!”

I wanted to scream that at him after the realization of his statement logged inside my brain but I managed to subdue the urge. I need to get to the root of this, and I can’t do that once my cover is blown.

“hello…” His treachery voice snapped me back to reality

“yes….you were saying?”

“wait! Whats wrong with your voice?….it sounds strange.”

His question made me realize that I’d subconsciously created some space between the fan and I so I quickly regained my cover before I spoke on.

“nothing’s wrong with me, go on, you were saying?”

“ok, I said, am ready for the new job if its still up for grabs…”

With no clue on which type of Job he’s talking about, I threw him another ‘spill your guts’ question and it worked.

“Jide, tell me why should I give you this job?”

“because Beatrice, I never failed you before, even when it was hard to find the guys that made life difficult for him, I still succeeded…..”

“only that? What else?” I asked, still keeping my cool and making sure my ear was still in contact with the standing fan

“and I handled the Beauty and Pretty task very well, not to talk of the recent one at his home town which was also a success.”

“hmmm. So you think you can handle this one?”

He let out a wicked chuckle before he responded.
“you still underestimate me after all that? How can the task of getting that stupid idiot to you compare to the previous one’s have done sucessfully?…I thought I’ve earned my trust in you by now with everything I’d helped you with in dealing with that fool since he disgraced you at the hotel.”