(Here is Accra)
The following day, I left for Accra without telling Daisy. She had promised to see me off but I didn’t see the need.
Before I left, I packed my car at the extreme end of our compound where it could not prevent any other car from leaving, covered it with Taupolin and left the keys for my cousin.
I also went to Trade fair complex and withdrew N200,000. I added the remaining N80, 000 I had left from my old money and changed them to US Dollars.
I boarded an ABC transport Luxurious bus and paid N5000. Beside my seat was Chinelo, an Igbo girl who claimed to be a student in Accra. She was returning to school according to her. We chatted casually until we got to Seme border where our international passports were taken from us for clearances.
Chinelo was 24 years old girl from Imo state. I didn’t believe her story of being a student judging by the kind of tattoos, lipstick and paints on her toe nails. She also wore bangles on her legs. She was more like a sexx worker in Accra but that wasn’t my business. But it was very good to be on alert.
As soon as we crossed the Seme border,more serious discussions ensured.
”What are you going to Ghana to do” she asked.
I told her I was going on vacation and that I would spend up to two weeks before returning to Nigeria.
She said serious studies had not started in school and that she would love to hang around Accra city with me..
Great! The God of Ozoigbondu had done it again.
It all seemed to me that I cannot run away from women nomatter where I run to. Although I had the options of turning down advances from girls but sometimes it wasn’t as easy as it sounded.
”I am going to stay with my cousin in his apartment. I don’t think he will like the idea of showing up in his doors with a lady” I said.
She said we could go to a cheap hotel and lodge. According to her, she knew cheap hotels where we could stay at a very cheap rate. She also said she had some money to pay.
Things were getting interesting.
”Lets see what happens when we get to Accra” I said.
We talked until she slept.
We got to Accra that evening and stopped at a place called Tudu. I called my cousin. He came with a taxi and took us to his place.
When we got to his place, he was excited to see me… I wanted to ask for permission to hang there with Chinelo but I knew that I won’t have enough space to operate. He was older than me and he had joined one Nigerian imported Church in Ghana. He could be angered by the continuous presence of Chinelo.
I gave him my bag and $1500 to keep for me, then I told him that I was going out with Chinelo and that I might not return until the next day.
I also borrowed 50,000 Ghana Cedis from him. I didn’t know what it was worth but I was sure it could be of great help.
I took $1000 with me.
It was so true that Chinelo looked fine and matured but I didn’t trust her a bit. I wasn’t scared of whatever might happen as well but it was necessary that I monitor her as much as I could.
We went took a cab down to the Kwame Nkruma park and rented a hotel near the place.
She took her bath, changed and said she was hungry. We walked out of the hotel and found a Nigerian owned restaurant.
We sat opposite each other and ate Rice with Tomato sauce and beef.
”Opportunities present themselves everyday – to everyone. We just have to be on alert and ready to act”
(The Dollar Thief)
After eating, we went back upstairs. It was time for me to take my bath.
I removed my T shirt and jean trousers and left it on top of the bed. I wore just the boxers and went to the bathroom.
The weather was cool, therefore I mixed hot and cold water and sprinkled them on my body with the liquid soap I had found in the hotel. It took me about 12 minutes to finish.
When I returned to the room, Chinelo was not there. I became alerted instantly. There was no need to call her name since the room was just plain. I rushed to my Jean trousers and touched the pocket, the $1000 was no longer there. The remaining Cedis from the hotel payment was gone too. The worst of it all was my phone. It was not there.
I stood like a zombie in the middle of the room not knowing the next thing to do. It occurred to me that she may not have gone far, therefore, I rushed into my clothes and ran downstairs
There! Down the street was Chinelo entering a taxi. I wanted to shout for the cab to stop but they were over 200 meters down the road. Before I could began to chase them, the cab surged forward and moved away. I looked up to see if another cab was coming but I saw non.
4101 was boldly written on the back of the cab. I made a mental note and went back to the hotel.
I confronted the receptionist right away and demanded to know why he allowed the lady to leave without me. He was shocked. I told him what had happened. He called the hotel manager who asked that I came to his office.
I went up to the fourth floor where the manager’s office was located. He apologized for what happened and asked how I met the lady.
”We had boarded the same bus from Lagos this morning” I said.
He called the Police and reported the case. Two Police officers showed up some minutes later and took my statement. They also checked on the hotel CCTV cameras and found the rat. They took still images of her and promised to track her down.
There was no need for me to remain in the hotel, therefore I decided to go. However the problem was that my Motorola Razor phone where I had saved my cousin’s number was also taken. I explained to the manager that I was leaving. He offered to refund me half of the money I paid since I explained to him that I had no more money with me…
I walked down the direction their taxi had followed and found a business center. I called my elder brother in Nigeria and told him I had traveled to Ghana for business. He gave me my cousin Chike’s number again and I called him. I told him where I was and he told me the name of the place where he lived. It was already getting dark, as a result, I hired a cab and drove home.
I explained what happened to my cousin and the fanatic said he had dreamt about it. He narrated how God had shown him what will happen and asked that I joined him in their Church for the duration of my stay in Ghana; I declined. I was home already and I still had $1500 in my bag. People should only go to Churches when there had no money or hope.
I wasn’t hungry that night, I was angry for being careless. How on earth did I forgot the money in my pocket? How about my phone?
The only consolation was that I usualy saved all my phone numbers in a simcard and keep it, however, the simcard where all my numbers were saved was in Lagos. I was just empty there in Accra and I pitied myself.
Daisy was never going to forgive me. I was going to find a way to get her number.
After enough drink that night, I slept and had a dream.
In the dream, Chinelo was chasing me with Cutlass. She was shouting that I had stolen her money. When she nearly hit me with the weapon, I woke up abruptly. I was supposed to be chasing Chinelo and not the other way round.
I remained awake and thought about how I defeated madam Grace, how I manipulated Jose and how I defeated the entire Arabs in Brandenburg. How could Chinelo took my money and my phone and disappeared. If not that I had heard her speaking Igbo, I wouldn’t have believed that an Igbo girl could do that to me. Apparently, there were good and bad people in every corner of the World.
Right there in the room, I decided that I was going after CHINELO on my own; police or no Police.
I didn’t have a plan on how to do that yet but I knew that when the day broke, I was going to have a more relaxed mind and figure out how to go after her. Chinelo had just made a mistake and unless she left Accra, I was going to dig her out of wherever she was hiding. I had time on my hand and the chase was going to be exciting.
A thousand dollars and a motorola wasnt that much but it could have been my international passport or even my entire bag if I had not left it with my cousin. I recalled how it was her that proposed that we sleep together in Ghana. I should have seen the hand writing on the wall from then but they said that ”Whoever the gods wants to kill, they first make him deaf”
‘ A crying child who said that his mother will not sleep, He himself will not sleep too”
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