“How much would it go for?” She asked the owner of the pawnshop, Usman, as he carefully examined the Rolex with his glasses.
He set the glass down and looked up at her, “I’d give you fifty thousand naira.”
“Fifty thousand naira?” Jasmin exclaimed in disbelief. It's obviously a rip-off. “I know it’s worth four times to that money. I googled it before coming over here.”
“Okay, go right ahead and sell it to Google then.” Usman replied and handed the Rolex back to her, but when she didn’t collect it, he sighed and added, “sixty thousand and that’s my last offer to you.”
She knew her back was against the wall with her piled-up bills for home and check-up, she nodded and he went to his drawer and counted out the money before handing it to her.
Three weeks later,
“The dinner would be a great way to earn extra cash because we will get paid two thousand naira an hour and the program I heard is going to last for over three hours,” Anita informed Jasmin who took a customer’s order over to them.
She had bonded only with Anita with since she had been here in the last few weeks. They weren’t friends, at least not in Jasmin’s eyes, but they talked every day she came to work. Despite both being twenty-six, Anita was married and also taking a part-time accounting course and soon would get a better job. Jasmin however was still trying to adjust to the lifestyle of earning a living as well as providing for her unborn child and even if she had the opportunity of going back to further her education, she surely wouldn’t take it because education wouldn’t be for someone like her.
Anita took likeness in her the first day she saw her applied for a job at the restaurant four weeks ago and though yet to be given a job then, she told her about the pay order job which she had that night and asked Jasmin to come along even when she barely knew her and there she saw Ms Francesca. She earned good money for her services as a waitress that night and remained grateful to Anita, but it wasn’t enough to cover her bills, which made stealing the old woman’s diamonds seemed like the perfect plan.
She got a call back three weeks ago, a week after she applied for a job and she had been there ever since.
“So what do you think?” Anita asked after a moment of Jasmin coming back to the kitchen and remaining silent.
“We will make about six thousand extra, right?” She asked, after a quick thought.
She nodded with a smile, “Yeah, two thousand an hour.”
The pay sounded good, especially when she could spend those hours at home doing nothing and not receive anything at the end. “Okay, I will do it, but how do you come about these jobs though, if I may ask.”
“George, I told you he’s an event planner, and he always gives me heads up when the event he organises requires services I can render.”
George was Anita’s husband, he was a few years younger than Anita and though the idea of love irked Jasmin skin, she could see love every time she saw them together. It was so obvious that he loved his wife and would do anything just to make her happier, and she only wished she would find a man that would do the same for her.
She had been in a relationship ex, Dennis Ojo, who was nothing to write home about and it hurt that she loved him. She left him four weeks ago after she caught him in bed with another woman and Jasmin did the only sane thing she could think of, leave.
Without warning or word, she gathered her things together after Dennis left with his team members to go rob a store and she ran away, bringing their six years relationship to an end.
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The CEO's Contract With The Thief
Romance"Why? Because you still love your late wife??" "Yes," he didn't waver in his response and he glanced at her and she could see the emotions much present in his eyes, they were true and genuine and consuming. "Does it bother you??" His question drew h...
