Chapter 10: Makurdi Temptations

Fisayo na correct guy, true. E upgrade my and secretary Linda ticket from economy to business class. As I dey work with am these days, I see say Fisayo na better boss. No dey talk too much, focus on work, no dey do eye service. Straight to the point. Far better than that old MD, Mr. Ajayi. Since Fisayo take over, my work just dey smooth. So I dey value this my job well.

This business trip na to sign partnership. Beginning go well, but when e reach to sign, the other people begin do shakara. For dinner, their manager dey force me drink. I wan force myself drink, but Fisayo stop me.

“Manager Lawal, I go drink with you.”

No try am. I carry my glass, but Fisayo hold me well. My heart just dey do me one kain—like feather dey tickle am.

After dinner, I help Fisayo go hotel. E eyes don dey dull, e dey lean on me, dey complain: “Nonsense.”

“Who you dey insult?”

“That Lawal.”

“If Chief Bello no too value this partnership, I for pour drink for him face.”

I ask: “Who be Chief Bello?”

The person wey dey my body no answer—e don sleep.

I carry am reach room, dey try balance am for chair. For my mind, I dey laugh—see big man dey sleep like baby goat after small drink. If to say na home, I for rub Robb for him head make hangover no catch am. If to say na village, elders for don gather begin spray salt for him body. I just cover am with blanket, pray make tomorrow no carry another wahala come.