I settled with Ansah in the hotel bar after paying for a room.
Tony and Tessy, the 2Ts had left for the joint where Alice/Chinelo had been spotted.
The instruction was clear; do not return without her nomatter the price.
I had also asked Tessy to drop off if she saw Tony with Alice. I promised to pay her well for the troubles. She had no reason to doubt me since I had been buying Jack Daniels as if it was bottles of water.
As soon as they left, Daisy called. I felt love in me once more.
” Guess what, my daddy had returned. My mummy went to the airport to bring him back. Baby I would like you to meet with him when you come back from Ghana” she said in less than 5 seconds.
What was exactly wrong with Nigerians and the rest of Africans? You asked someone to ‘Guess what’ and in the next one second, you were already telling the person what you wanted him or her to Guess. Was that our mindsets or mentality or the Nigerian thing. We were all guilty of that.
Obviously daisy was excited about a mixture of two things; Her father’s arrival and her new boyfriend who somehow had a BMW.
”Oh, that is great. Lets see what happens when I return” I said, being careful not to commit myself by agreeing to see her father.
She begged me to promise to see him and I did. Another glitch in African way of lives. How can you beg someone to make a promise? It should be a free will thing.
Promises were meant to be broken sometimes anyway.
Ansah and I were already getting drunk but we needed to buy something as well. We were not allowed to just sit there and do nothing. Or maybe we were allowed but we needed to be busy somehow.
I sent Tony a message telling him to flash my number as soon as they got near the hotel. That was ofcourse if he succeeded: Chinelo was a sexx worker. There were chances that she could have left with another man for the night or that she could have gone inside the hotel with a man for short time sexx.
I and Ansah were required to have patience. waiting was part of crime.
”If you do not have patience, you will never go far in the game of crime”
An hour and half passed without any message from the 2Ts.
It was a few minutes to 10pm when Tony called. The phone call died before I could pick it up.
”Time to go upstairs” I announced to Ansah.
I had sent our room number to Tony when I warned him to call before coming into the Hotel.
We paid for our drinks and hurriedly went upstairs.
Ten minutes later, Tony pushed the door of room 305 and came in. It was intentionally left open by me… I had walked into the bathroom with Ansah and hide there.
As soon as Tony walked in with the lady, we opened the door and walked out.
Damn! It wasn’t Chinelo. It was another Nigerian fair girl who looked like Chinelo in some ways but not even close enough. The lady was shocked to see two men came out of the bathroom.
”What is your name” I asked.
”Alice” she said shivering like a rat that had fallen into a basin of water.
”Don’t be afraid’ nobody is going to harm you. Where are you from” I said.
”’Nigeria, I am from Nigeria” she said, still shocked.
”I Am a Nigerian too and I am from Enugu state. Where in Nigeria are you from” I asked.
”Imo state” she said.
She had started to relax a little when she heard I was Nigerian too. I started asking the questions in Igbo language.
In Igbo, I explained to her that I was a visitor in Ghana and that I had met with Chinelo in one of my business trips and liked her. My reason for looking for her once more was to surprise her. I even offered to take Alice to the bar and buy her drinks to show her that there was no problem whatsoever.
” Dont worry, I sent my friend here to get me a girl named Chinelo, not you. I like Chinelo. Do you know who she is” I asked.
After my description, she said there were only two Igbo girls with tattoos in Accra who also wore leg bangles but said the other one’s name was not Chinelo but Jessica.
She said she had her phone number.
”Please call her for me… Tell her you have gotten a deal with two men who would pay some good money for the night” I said.
She dialed her number and put the phone on speak out.
”Hello Alice, What’s up” the unmistakable voice of Chinelo/Jessica boomed from the other side of the phone.
”I get some deal for you, do you want to come” Alice said.
Jessica Chinelo asked how much the pay would be. I brought out a $100 bill and flashed in front of Alice.
She passed the message to Chinelo through the call. She became interested.
Great. The rat had agreed to show up right at the hotel room where I was. Instead of going down, I gave Tony some money to go buy a bottle of Jack Daniels downstairs. We were all going to be partying until our latest member joined us.
I told Alice not to worry and that her Money would be given to her but I also told her that she would sleep with Tony as they had agreed. She agreed.
We waited for our new member to arrive.
It seemed our rat loved the American currency more than the local Ghana Cedis.
” If you set a trap with what someone needs, you will definitely capture him”