Chief Bamigboye: “Having you handle my affairs gives me a peace of mind, because I know if I die today, my house is in order. You are so young but yet so amazing, wise beyond your years”
Bimpe: “Oh dear you flatter me too much. But truth is, when life dealt with lemons, I made lemonades” He bent to kiss her hand, and then he got up abruptly, almost throwing Bimpe to the floor. Bimpe turned and saw Brian holding a pistol pointed at her.
Chief Bamigboye: “What the hell are you doing? Will you put that away?”
Brian: “I want to end this right here” he said, the veins throbbing in his neck. Bimpe just looked on, her feet had gone cold, and she was scared out of her mind.
Bimpe: “Why are you doing this, do you oppose our marriage so much you would kill your dad?”
Brian burst into a hysterical laughter.
Brian: “You really think this is for my dad” he said waving the pistol at her. “This is for you, bitch. Why would I kill my dad, when I can just kill you and everything would go back to normal, as it was before?”
Chief Bamigboye: “I will not let you do that, no I will not allow you commit murder” he said and began to move towards his son, Brian quickly pulled the trigger, the gun was pointed at Bimpe , but Chief Bamigboye dove in front of her, and the bullet caught him in the chest, and he fell. At that point, Oyinda was coming downstairs, she saw her father falling, and saw the smoking gun in Brian’s hand. At first she just stood there looking at her father on the floor, blood pooling under him, her brain refused to connect with what she was seeing. Then it just snapped…
Oyinda: “What have you done, what have you done Brian. Father!” she screamed and ran down the stairs. She rushed to where her father was lying. Bimpe could not react, she was frozen in place. Her eyes were seeing, her brain knew what had happened, but her body was moving of its own accord. Brian knelt beside his father crying, the gun by his side.
Brian: “I am sorry father, please forgive me, this was not my intent” he cried.
Oyinda: “You bitch, don’t just stand there, do something” she screamed. It was like the scream penetrated a block and snapped Bimpe back to the room.
Bimpe: “Oh my God, oh my God, you killed you. You killed your father” she said like she could not believe what she is saying.
Oyinda: “Go Brian, go away. I cannot lose my father and my brother” she left her dad and began to push him towards the door. Tears streamed down Brian eyes as he thought of the fact that he had killed his own father. He opened and left just as he heard the wail of the police siren. Unknown to them, the housekeeper had seen everything and called the police. But when the police came, Brian was nowhere to be found, the housekeeper had also fled the house, for fear of being arrested.
Oyinda: “Officer save me, save me, she killed my father” Oyinda wailed pointing at Bimpe.
Oyinda: “You murderer, father dug his grave when he told everything was in your control now” she cried. The coroner mapped out the place his body laid, as a crime scene and began to take preliminary findings. The police arrested Bimpe, they handcuffed her and took her away. They also told Oyinda to follow them to the police station, to pen down her statement.
At the police station, she was kept in the interrogation room and left to herself. She tried to avoid her thoughts, she wanted to blank out, but she could not. Her thoughts were holding her hostage. She remembered how she had gave a testimony that nailed Alhaja, even when she knew Alhaja was not responsible for Alhaji’s death. Today, Oyinda had served her the same medicine, in the same dose.
Bimpe: “I guess I have no reason to complain” she said and began to sob when she remembered that Chief Bamigboye was dead. She liked him, he was a good man, and he was not the rook she was moving on her chess board. All she wanted was to punish Brian, take control of all that he was meant to have and frustrate his life. She never bargained for chief to die. She could not hold the pain and guilt, she began to bawl loudly. The door opened and a police officer came in. To Bimpe’s dismay, it was one of the detectives who investigated Alhaji’s death.
Detective: “Well well, who do we have here? Is this coincidence or what?” he asked as he entered the room. Bimpe kept mute and her eyes were down. However the guilt and self pity evaporated with the presence of the detective.
Bimpe(to herself): “Oyinda has trapped me but I have to get myself out, time for conscience pricking is not now, now is the time to survive” she kept up her spirit and raised her head to glare at the detective.
The detective was looking at Bimpe’s head that was hanging low, they had been watching her from outside, she looked like a crumpled rag doll, but just now, right before his eyes, she had transformed into a cobra ready to sting.
Bimpe: “I don’t understand what you meant by your earlier statement, but in any case, I have to contact my lawyer, so that he can interpret what you are saying. In other words, I cannot talk without the presence of my lawyer” The detective was taken aback.
Detective: “In that case, we have nothing to talk about” he said and left. In another room, Oyinda was writing an incriminating statement to nail Bimpe.
Interrogator: “Will you be able to witness in court that she killed your father?”
Oyinda: “Yes, she must be jailed”
Interrogator: “So I understand you have a brother, where is he?”
Oyinda: “He is not in the country at the moment”
Interrogator:”Do not leave the state till this case is concluded”
The news of Bimpe’s arrest spread like wildfire, Alhaja was joyful, but Bimpe going to jail was not the way she wanted things to go, she thought that, if Bimpe was convicted for this murder, she would only lose her freedom, but all of Alhaji’s possession would still be in her control. The only solution was for Bimpe to die. Barrister Demba saw the news of her arrest on television and knew the onus laid squarely on him to save her from herself. She was his partner after all. So to the police station he went.
Bimpe was pacing up and down the interrogation room, they weren’t talking to her, despite her influence, they were neglecting her and they were also keeping her from contacting the outside world, because they knew what she could do. She was still pacing, thinking of the next piece on her chess board to move when the door open.
Bimpe: “You have to let me contact my lawyer, or else I will sue you” she yelled before she realized that it was not the detective, but Barrister Demba. She rushed and hugged him, not because they were close, but because he was the only familiar face.
Bimpe: “I didn’t kill him, I swear I didn’t kill. Brian, his son killed him”
Barrister Demba: “Don’t say a word” he said. Bimpe put herself together, he turned where the camera should face and beckoned for the officers to join them in the room. Soon, the detective entered.
Detective: “So are we ready to confess?”
Barrister Demba: “I want a bail hearing today, how can you arrest her on the basis of one person’s statement? She has to be released now. And interrogating my client without my presence is crossing the line, let’s hope I don’t sue”
After all was said and done, Bimpe was bailed after spending 48 hours in jail. She was driven home by Barrister Demba who asked her to contact the associates, and see if they could help.
Bimpe: “I have a plan” she said, walking frantically around the house.
Barrister Demba : “Tell me about this plan”
Bimpe: “Oyinda is the only person who is nailing me; I want to give her an offer that she cannot refuse”
Just then, Oyinda walked in, she saw them and gave a long sigh.
Bimpe: “Oyinda I need to talk with you, it is about the murder”
Oyinda: “I have nothing to say to you, murderer” she replied and was going away, but Bimpe held her hand.
Bimpe: “What would you say if I tell you, I will release your trust fund to you,and give you even your brother’s. Not only that I will give over all your father’s assets.”
Oyinda: “Why would you do all these?”
Bimpe: “So that you will retract your statement, your brother has escaped and the authorities may never find him, tell the authorities the truth, and you will be richer than the governor of Lagos” she said and watch the greediness play out on Oyinda’s face, she was actually contemplating exposing her brother for riches.
Oyinda: “I will give you a reply in twenty four hours” she said and walked away.
Question: Will Oyinda save Bimpe from the situation she is in, or will her loyalty to her brother override her love for riches?
To be continued on 1st May
Names have been changed to protect the identity of the narrator and other individuals in the story.
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