Make It Rain

THIRTY-THREE

"...do as I have told you and call me back, bye." Having cut the call, Ezekiel stepped out of his car.

Continuously sipping the cool air of the morning into his lungs, he took a quick scope of the building. He needed as much air as required, practicing a breathing technique he always used to calm his throbbing heart. He was surely determined to expose Seun for the criminal he was, but this was still the first time he was doing something like this, and he was nervous. 

The closer he got to the truth, the more nervous he became. Ezekiel was certain that if he pulled off the plan to a success, they would have Seun in their grasp, and this was their best shot at exposing his dirty secrets. There was no room for errors.

"You there!" Calling out to a waiter.

Hurriedly coming in response to Ezekiel's call, "Sir!"

"I am sorry, I must be mistaken but is this not a mask themed party?" He slightly adjusted his mask.

The waiter chuckled, "No oo!! You don make mistake." Swiftly turning to take his leave.

Ezekiel quickly followed him and gained the waiter's attention again with a tap, "Ehn, okay no problem. I will go and keep my mask in the car, but can you help me give this letter to Mr. Seun." 

Wearing a suspicious look on his face, the waiter said, "Hmm... you be spy abi!! How I want know say bomb no dey inside this letter, ehn?!" He tore his eyes wide open, looking at Ezekiel from head to toe.

"Bomb ke? It is just a piece of paper, there can't be a bomb inside." The crease on Ezekiel's forehead showed his confusion.

"Me I be former Navy. If anything blow for here, na you I go hold first," the waiter stretched his hand to collect the letter, "Give it to me."

"Uh... Th-Thank you." Unsure of how to react to the very awkward moment.

After the waiter left, Ezekiel quickly found somewhere to hide the mask and made his way into Seun's house, the lion's den. It wasn't the first time he was in that house, but the level of beauty it held that morning was like nothing he had ever seen before. Everything was shinier than he remembered, decorations everywhere and the house carrying a very pleasant smell. He could have sworn that Seun renovated the house for the event.

He thought the security outside the house was uncalled for, but after seeing the status of people in the house, he could fully understand. Senators, governors and so many important men that run the country, Seun was truly a very powerful and important man in the country. It also explained a lot about the waiter's strange behavior.

"I am so glad you made it!" Shola's voice caught him from behind, putting a sudden stop to his admiration of the house.

"I wouldn't dare to miss it." He wore a heart warming smile as he hugged Shola. "I must say, you look astonishing." Taking a quick glance at her red sparkling gown that almost swept the floor, with a fittedness that showed her beautiful and irresistible curves.

"Thank you!!" Shola twirled once with her signature saccharine sweet smile.

"You know, seeing the kind of smile you are wearing today, I am really glad that you have been able to find courage to move on after all that has happened to you recently." 

Shola took a gentle sigh and looked at Ezekiel, "Hearing about my father was like a nightmare to me. Up until now, I wish it were still a dream." She stopped a tear that was about rolling out her left eye. "And then Junmi... I never even got to apologize to her, she was right about Samuel."

"Junmoke's death hurt me more than you can also imagine, but we need to give them our best wishes and move on while honoring the memories we had with them, right?" He held Shola's shoulder as he asked.