the professor's bond (part three)

the professor's bond (part three)

“Oh! Prof Ogefi! Good afternoon! Good to see you,” said Chief.

“Good afternoon, Chief. It has been a long time?”

“Yes, it is. How is life going, Prof?”

“Well, it is going good…and rough,” he said, laughing.

“Ah, you are doing well. I can’t find any rough edges on you,” said Chief.

“Thank you. You are looking good too,” said Prof.

“Many thanks.”

“Don’t say that Chief. I am the one owing. I’m on a thank you tour.”

“Oh…really…you bother yourself so much. Was it not glaring? It was. Everyone saw it was a gang up against you. For a Professor of great repute to rape a teen of unruly, questionable character was unthinkable. We knew some people were pulling the string somewhere. Anyway, the case was timely. It came when the battle for chancellorship was at the peak. I think my wife was courageous to rule in your favour, regardless of the evidences mounted against you.”

Prof Ogefi gulped down the fluid in his mouth. He was looking up at the pictures on the wall. The picture in the middle was Chief Midas Oya and his wife at the beach, lying on makeshift beds. Then his strange stare fell on Ike. He smiled.

“Many thanks to your wife,” he said. “She was a brilliant judge. Thanks Chief.”

“Not at all,” said Chief.

They shook hands. Then Prof patted Ike’s head.

“You are Ike, I suppose.”

The boy nodded his head.

“Ah, you are growing up fast,” he said, and left the room.

Chief kissed his wife on both cheeks.

“Ike, please bring up my things from the car.”

Ike hurried downstairs.

“What happens next,” Chief asked.

“He agreed with everything. He has given Ike admission.”

Chief Midas Oya let out a long laugh.

“Good! A good turn deserves another,” he said at last.

Fools, both of you thought you would get away with this, he thought.

Ike came in with the file.
Chief took it, and placed it on the table. Then he stooped, pulled a button camera from a corner, and kept it on the file, his face looking vicious.

“Have you read this,” he asked.

“What is it darling?”

He laughed loud again.

“Prof Zhint Ogefi’s file…your adultery…your betrayal.”

Ike sensed what was about to happen. He was the arrowhead. He knew the whole story. He knew his father…Midas Oya game plan. He hurried out of the room.