Chapter 59
"Aunty, I am so grateful…" Ethelbert said, taking the car key.
Where am I fitting now as you girls stand like giants?" Deaconess Bimbo asked, casting eyes up at her daughters' faces as the photo session was set to start.
"Mummy, here," said Lati. Inside of her, the mummy here was like she does not merit it. Any love or smile to her were mere embellishments.
At their No.22 Liberty Crescent, she had a nightmare or dream in the night.
She thought of keeping her malice against her mum aside, to ask her how authentic was her assurance of de-powering Princess Yemi.
The late Raphael'a family, except her, had agreed they put her pregnancy in the hand of God while she remained as the Queen but she left the meeting seething with anger.
But Lati cannot just accept that her mum was dating King while her dad was alive. She does not need such a mum again, so she did not ask her.
She folded her lips and waved her head…not to be depressed, she took her bath and it was high time they left.
It was 7 am. She ran in to greet Jackson's family.
The wife, a smiling young woman of the same age group as Jackson or with her too, came out.
"She lied down to thank her.
"My husband has changed o, thank you." the poor young woman said appreciatively, eager to show the photos he sent to her.
" Show me," Lati requested and saw the photos, smiled, and said, " I'll tell him I saw his wife."
The car moved, and Mama Sara was sitting in the front with Barth.
"Jackson," she mentioned in her heart, and brooded over all she saw: Jackson took pictures of himself in the visitor's room, on my car, at the pool…has he not taken my pictures and hidden them away? Oh, Lord. Like I knew and deleted the picture of my naked backside I told him to snap!...this boy must go, he must…even in contact with his wife while telling me of marriage….
" Barth!, why drove that way?" she shouted.
"See that car," said Barth, and the car he was referring to had passed f-ia-m and the one closely behind did not let space for him to pull up since.
"That car…it's like it has been following us," said Barth, still driving.
"Which car?" Lati asked.
She could not identify the one.
"Please, drive with safety o," said Mama Sara, "It's Her Highness you are carrying not King's visitors."
Barth was driving with caution.
"You are not saying anything now, Barth," said Lati.
Barth cut the steering right, too occupied in his mind than saying something.
She had warned him he will not collect his salary if he continues to go messages for King.
The road leading to Ile Ife was not filled with traffic, it was a Sunday morning.
Two men waved them down with riffles. One did not wait for the car to stop.
He fired his gun and mama Sara's skull fell off instantly, her body fell to the driver's side.
More bullets flew from him hitting Barth here and there.
In the swift operation, Lati was moving between two men, armed with long rifles.
"Move! The one behind booted her arse and she staggered in the jungle path.
"If you die here, you die! Our job is done!" he said.
She heard the voice saying behind her" but if you get to the mountain top alive, we fuck ya yansh till you bleed and die, the man was speaking with an earth-shaken voice.
She nodded, afraid to turn her face.
The one who was in front grabbed her linen gown by the neck, his forearms were strong and he was seething with anger.
He tore the linen gown together with the bra down to her tummy, and smiled broadly, seeing the beautiful breasts.
Lati cringed and shivered.
The man ogled at her and advanced.
" We'll fuck ya yansh," his voice was terrifying but not husky. "If you die," he continued, " mission accomplished."
"Fast, let's move out here!.and mind your gun, she could be dangerous." the one behind with a husky voice warned.
The man who wanted to suck her pushed his gun behind and ate the breasts like it has been a long time, saturated, he left the two nipples soaked with saliva.
They kept matching the half-dressed Lati to the mountaintop between them.
The path had vanished, but they knew their way, breaking young plants with the heavy soles of their boots.
If they are to be traced, a miracle has to happen first on Barth
The two stopped at their temporary resting place. "Why the mountain top?" asked the one in front. By his facial expression, he seemed not to agree with that.
" The assignment…kill her to die anywhere as long as she was dead!" he said.
" Marshall…Marshall…" the one with an earth-shaking voice was saying.
" What a motherfucker. Must he tell you what to do?...with rabid anger, he commanded Lati, " Sit down!"
Lati, shaken, looked and had nowhere to sit.
"Sshh…!" The one who tore her down and sucked her pointed at the grass. She sat with them, clutching the one pair of her stiletto in her hand.
It was late evening. She put her knees together sitting on the grass.
She was no longer ashamed of her naked breasts.
"Baby you fuck up." the one with a husky voice said, referring to Lati," he lit his cigarette.
His accomplice lit one too. They puffed rapidly on their filter and sat up.
"Move, they kicked her arse as they got up for the mountaintop journey.
It was Monday morning, and
the team of highway patrol police had visited the scene of the incident on that Sunday afternoon, searched the car shattered with bullets, and found an elderly dead woman, whose skull was not on her, leaning onto the driver who has three bullets lodged in his chest.
On the car, the front screen has the license sticker.
The report went to King Shina through the name on the sticker.
But before a search party has to be sent out, Barth has to speak but now he can't, not that the doctor forbade him not to…he can't just talk…blood had oozed out of his nose, mouth, and eyes from the scene to the hospital.
He may live or not, the doctor had told King they care and God heals.
News had circulated by both the traditional media and the internet that: Queen Lati after gifting her sister a car, was kidnapped.
Many pictures she took with fans at the Mall surfaced with different comments.
Oh! Crudest Lati.
How how could she survive this ordeal?...all because of a child for the King
God help!