“Since he is on his way here, you have to wait. I will make sure that i talk some sense into him. He needs to know that he doesn’t own you yet until he puts a ring on you” i said and laughed.
“I can’t even marry him, he is so full of himself” Doris replied.
“I need to go and get him some beer to drink. We can’t just talk about problems without drinking something. If he comes here before i return, please open the door for him. Don’t fight or shout back at him, i will be back before you know it. I am leaving with the key” I said with another smile.
I picked up my Jacket which has the gun inside it and stepped out of the building.
Apartment Nummer 8.
Apartment 8 No 45 Karl Max Strasse Spandau Berlin was inside a medieval building. One has to enter the main general door into a square compound before opening the door to each apartment. There were 16 apartments inside the square, four flats in each side of the square. My own apartment was facing the general entrance door which also has its own keys.
I left the apartment and walked quickly to a coffee bar down the street where i was able to see everything that happened in front of House 45 which was ours. As i waited, i bought the first cup of coffee and finished it. I was on the second cup when i saw the taxi stopped in front of my house. Sure it was Ralph. I could still make out his small stature from the distance. This small man should have been afraid of me to some extent.
The urge to get up and rush him came immediately but since i was sure that he was going inside the house, i resisted.
I watched as he brought out his phone and made a call. A minute later, i saw Doris come outside and hugged him. He looked left and right like a man who suspected that he was being followed, then they entered the building.
As i stood and watched, i wondered what gave that little rat the morale and the gut to even think about stealing my money. Sure he must have heard and seen what i did to Barrister Jonathan and the oil well contractor Kingsley. This fool must have been convinced by those two people together with the rest of their gangs, to keep the money. Knowing how they lived extravagantly in Berlin, they must have eaten deep into my money. Ralph was my friend. Despite the fact that Kingsley was also a friend, Ralph was far closer. I liked him and have invited him several times to my Heim back in Brandenburg. The first Mercedes Vboot Ralph bought and sent to Nigeria, it was I, Ozoigbondu who paid €600 for the shipment back then. Ralph had called me that afternoon and said he wanted to send the car to his Brother in Nigeria and begged that i lend him the shipment money. He had said that it was the only thing he was sending to Nigeria ever since he came to Europe. I had given him the money and asked him not to pay. The gesture had endeared me to him which made him come closer to me among the Self acclaimed Berlin Bigger boys.
How could he have been corrupted by Jonathan and Kingsley? They both got what they deserved and they succeeded in dragging Ralph into the mess he has gotten himself into.
I almost shared tears While thinking about what was just going to happen between us. One thing i was sure of was that Ralph was going to give me my money. If the Police happened to get involved in this one, i would accept my fate and either go to Prison or get deported. Either way, i will be free from all the stress that seemed to have become part of me. I didn’t care how he was going to come up with the money, i didn’t care how long it was going to take before he come up with the money. What i knew was that he will pay me my €10000 and looking at the remainder of the previous money i recovered from Kingsley in Amsterdam, it remained a little over €6000. It meant that out of the €20000 total money i received from Aunty Joy, i had just €6000 left with me. Since Ralph, Jonathan and Kingsley were all involved in the money, they were going to first of all, come up with €14000. That will balance up the Money Joy sent back to the original €20000. Then i will check for other side expenses and interests and make them pay too. I was ready to get the whole money or die trying. After dealing with those Nsukka guys in Berlin, they will find out that i had transformed from the fearless drug carrier they knew back then to a monstrous and dangerous machine in human form.
After several minutes of thinking about how to approach the situation, i gulped down the remainder of my coffee, paid the shop owner and walked out to the street.
At an open shop near my house, i bought a pack of Becks beer and drank one inside the shop before stepping outside. I needed my head to be messed to a little degree because i was sure that i couldnt pull the trigger if there wasn’t any form of alcohol in my system.
After leaving the shop, i crossed over to my side of the strasse and opened the main door with my key. The square compound greeted me with calm and quietness as if they knew that something was about to happen.
As i crossed over to the door of my apartment, i saw the light inside my apartment. The plastic draw curtain couldn’t let me see anything inside and the sealed double glass windows couldn’t let me hear any form of noise inside as well. It was good because i needed nobody to hear what was going to happen inside. I knew that there were going to be times when Mr Ralph will scream for help but the bad news was that nobody was going to hear his voice. The walls will drown our voices and nobody will be able to know what was going on.
Then like if i was moved by a machine, i walked to my door and put my key inside.
I turned the key and the door cracked open instantly. My gun was already in my hand as i pushed the door wider and faced the three figures sitting on my bed.
Ralph was sitting in the middle between CY and Doris. There were arguments of some kind but i didn’t care as i closed the door and dropped the beer on the floor.
“Hello Ralph, nice to see you again” I said to the surprised faces staring at the gun.
“What is this?” That was CY.
“Shut up if you don’t want to get hurt” I said.
“Raphy boy, Did you come with my money?”