THE ADVENTURES OF LARA... Episode 8
Tony knotted his tie whilst sipping
some coffee.
The night had been
terrible, different night mares
taunting him, he was awake 75
percent of the night.
He ignited his car, and Lara crossed
his mind.
Her beautiful eyes that
widens when she's scared was all he
could see.
He's been just wicked to
her, only God knows the story she's
telling his father now about him.
He changed his gear and sped on
the highway.
He knew his father won't spare him,
he would take the company off his
hand, collect all he has and worst of
all disown him. "Oh poo!" he rubbed
his eyes.
He opened them lazily at first, then
they popped out.
A madman was standing on the road
before him, just a few yards away.
He
couldn't stop the car cos he was
moving at a high speed.
He expertly turned the steering
wheel moving the car off the road.
The car swerved beyond control, he
muttered some quick prayers, he
was sure he would die.
The car somersaulted throwing him
out through the window...
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Lara giggled as she bit into her
roasted chicken, she was having
lunch with her in-laws.
She felt joy
surge through her veins, what more
could she ask for? She felt loved by
them.
They were doting on her, most-
especially her father in-law
Chief Ifiora.
"I taught your mother in-law how to
cook o." Ifiora chuckled at her.
"well I taught him how to eat!"
Amara said and they all burst out
laughing.
Lara watched them as they laughed,
they looked so much alike; happy
couples she thought as she smiled.
"When I was a boy, I helped my
mother in the kitchen." Ifiora said
with pride.
"well that's cos you liked it." Amara
replied.
"Not at all! I was an only child that's
why!" he defended himself.
"Hmm...Tony Is an only child too, but
can't make himself a mug of coffee."
Amara chirped cleaning her mouth
with a napkin.
Lara felt shivers run down her spine
at the mention fo 'Tony', she saw her
father-in-law cringe too.
"Talking about Tony..." Ifiora's voice
became coarse.
"He couldn't even call or do
something...he's expecting me to call
him right?" he shook his head.
"I guess so!" Amara made a face.
"Hmm, I'm going to teach him a
lesson he'll never forget!" he basked
like a lizard in the sun.
"Lesson? That boy is soooooo
stubborn!" Amara said with disgust.
Chief Ifiora's phone rang loudly. "A
strange number..." Amara said
giving the phone to him.
"Hello?" he listened for a while. "Yes
you're speaking with Chief
Ifiora..." he listened again.
"What?!" he rose to his feet. Lara
stopped eating, she wanted to
know what was happening.
"Okay, okay, I'm coming right
away!" He ended the call.
"Darling get me my Jacket!" he told
Amara.
"What happened?" Lara asked
quitely. "Oh, nothing really, just eat
your
food." he forced a smile.
"Ogini? What going on?" Amara
appeared holding his jacket.
He whispered something to her in
Igbo, for once Lara wished she
understood Igbo.
"We need to go now! Lara take
care!" Amara said throwing a scarf
round her head.
"Can I come with you?" Lara rose to
her feet.
"No..you just take care, okay? We'll
be back soon." Amara said as she
and her husband left through the
exit.
Lara sighed deeply as she heard
them drive out of the compound.
Definitely something is wrong some
where....she fidgeted nervously.
To be continued