STORY TITLE: Trap
AUTHOR: Kelvin Jasi
CHAPTER 7
When we got outside, I saw the same Toyota Prado that I saw the other time. We entered the vehicle and we zoomed off. None of us uttered a word throughout the journey. We drove to a hotel downtown.
We were ushered into a room where we met people waiting for us. I mean very senior citizens. From the look of things, they were all rich.
‘Maybe Charmaine is an bitch’, I thought.
We were given seats to sit. Drinks were offered and merriment was made. I was lost. I did not understand what was happening.
“Why are they celebrating?” I asked Charmaine.
“Make sure you don’t leave my sight”, she said as she stood up to greet a man across the room.
I became afraid. I would have gone to use the restroom because I was pressed, but Charmaine had told me not to leave her sight. So I remained rooted to my seat and my eyes glued to her.
“And who is that boy?” Asked the man she greeted.
His question brought more fears to me.
“We are in this mess together. We were both accused of stealing the phone”, She explained.
They all laughed. I forced myself to fake a smile.
Just when I managed to smile, a woman came out from another room and sat on a couch that was exclusively reserved for someone highly placed. Everywhere became silent.
“Ladies and gentlemen”, she began. “It is no longer news that one of us betrayed us. He robbed us of what rightfully belonged to us. We made him what he is today, and we will strip him of everything. The Honorable Minister called and gave instruction as to what should be done in such a circumstance. Thanks to this beautiful..” she was pointing at our direction before stopping halfway.
“Please excuse my manners. My forgetfulness is burning out of anger. We all know ourselves except those two children.” She said asking for introductions.
Actually, she was referring to Charmaine and me as ‘children’ even though we were far above eighteen (18).
“That is my daughter and her friend. They are the latest victims of Dr. Kuma’s uncultured excesses. Thanks to them, we have now gotten a way to pay him back with his own coin. We have all it takes to nail him now, but we need a little time for my daughter to study these documents”, said the woman as she handed over the documents to Charmaine. It came to light to me that she is Charmaine’s mother.
“Kuma trapped my daughter for his lustful desires and he must pay for it. I was told they were to appear before the panel in two days time. As we speak now, there will be no disciplinary committee to try my daughter. Rather, my daughter and her friend will now appear before the University’s Council. Let Dr. Kuma defend himself before the Council. He trapped them up, but indirectly, he trapped himself.” Charmaine’s mother said.
“Hmm! Can they pull this through?” Asked one of the men.
“I trust my daughter. She’s the true daughter of her mother – a lioness. However, Tatenda Gomba will be there as their legal representative. Please enjoy yourselves.”
Charmaine’s mother stood up and returned to the room she came out from. Charmaine followed. I was struck with awe. I wanted to stay back, but Charmaine signaled me to follow her. We entered the same room and we were ushered into a waiting vehicle outside.
The vehicle took us to Charmaine’s house. It was a paradise on earth. I used to see those types of houses in movies, but there I was living. The house was so big that I began to wonder about the kind of business they were into. My mind suggested that they have blood money.
‘And if their parents are cultists, then I could be used as a sacrifice here‘, I thought.
It was almost 12 midnight.
“Please come in. Relax, everything will be fine”, said Charmaine.
“Wow”, I kept saying it repeatedly.
“If there is heaven, this is it”, I told her.
She smiled and said, “you have a lot to ask, right?”
“Yes. Who are your parents and what do they do?”
“You’ve met my mother, she is a businesswoman. You are yet to meet my father. He’s into many things. Please make yourself comfortable. I’ll join you soon.” She climbed upstairs, changed up, and returned.
“Are you hungry?” she asked as she sat on the couch.
“Leave the food for now, please. Is your mother inside?”
“No. I don’t think she will come back tonight.”
“Your parents are this rich, why are you schooling in Zimbabwe? You are supposed to be schooling in the USA, Canada, UK or somewhere like that.”
She smiled. “That’s my father for you. No schooling abroad, no private university. Just public schools. This is the reason I am always not happy. But I have no choice”, she said and shrugged.
“Are we not appearing before the disciplinary committee anymore?”
“Yes. We will now appear before the Council”, she answered.
“Really, and why not before the disciplinary committee?”
“I don’t know”, she shacked her head
“Did you know about it?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked not at ease.
“I only got to know it today.”
“So do you mean the school was informed?”
“I guess”, she nodded.
“Will your mother be comfortable seeing me here?”
“Yes. As a matter of fact, she knew you spent nights at my place.”
“What?” I asked in shock.
“Yes. She knows everything about you”, she laughed a little.
“How?”
“I told her”, she said and swallowed.
I took a deep breath, then continued. “Your mother said Dr Kuma betrayed them. How?”
“I don’t know. In fact, I don’t even want to know.”
“No, why”, I asked but she kept looking at me.
“So who are they? I mean those men back there?” I asked pointing at the back of the house.
“Interview closed. Time to sleep. Tomorrow we continue. You’ll be taken to your room. Good night, Jeffrey.” Charmaine hugged me and returned upstairs.
Someone entered almost immediately.
“Hello, Sir. This way please.”
I was taken to my room. I could have enjoyed the luxury of that room, but I did not. The room was too big for a poor boy like me. I struggled not to sleep, but since no one can cheat nature, I fell to the waiting hands of sleep after struggling for hours.
Everyone got up before me. While still lost in deep sleep, my phone rang.
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