Jamaica

Chapter 62

It was a Monday morning and Abisola had prepared herself to go to work. The start of the week usually brought a smile to her face. But this particular day was different. It was different because  as she sat down at the breakfast table, her thoughts went to her boss.

Friday he had shouted her name over the phone requesting her to come and see him immediately.  When she got to his office, he wasn't smiling but was extremely angry. She had never seen him like that before and held her breath. 

"Abisola, it seems you only like creating problems for this company, abi."

"Aha, no sir. What have I done?" She asked quite perplexed.

"I was expecting you to come to my office with updates. So where are they, now?" Abisola rolled her eyes as she knew what he was talking about.

"But, sir I thought that issue was over. I mean..."
"For you it is over. But for others it is not! Do you know what that means?" Abisola shook her head. "It means you have to contact your friend and..."
"But, sir. How do I do that when I don't even know her whereabouts?" Mr. Adeleke shook his head and got up. He then walked up to the door and grabbed the door handle and opened the door.

"Get out of my office!" He shouted. Abisola got up and walked up to the door. "Today is Friday. You have the whole weekend to find your friend." Abisola stood and listened to Mr. Adeleke as he kept talking. Anger was building up inside her increasing more and more as he continued  talking. When he stopped, Abisola cleared her throat and said,

"I've heard you, sir."
"Good." He said, "then come back Monday morning with something I can use. Otherwise, consider yourself an ex-employee of NMC news."

Tasked with finding out how to continue the story, Abisola had no idea how she was going to do that. And above all, she didn't know who to ask. She had spent the whole weekend worried about how she was going to face him. And this thought is what bothered her as she sat down at the breakfast table.

 She started  to have mixed feeling about going to work. But she picked up her bag and left the house and got into her car as her instinct  commanded. If today is going to spell the end of my time at NMC news, I don't care. She imagined the scene that was going to play out once she got to work. Mr. Adeleke would immediately call her and ask for the updates. Not having them, she would try to plead with him to give her more time. 

But he would not listen to her and go on to terminate her job appointment. Abisola shrugged at the thought of all of this happening within the space of the next twenty-four hours. She felt her whole world was about to come crashing down and she had no way to avoid it from happening.

As she got into her car and turned on the engine, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath as the fear of facing Mr. Adeleke kept mounting. With eyes closed, she hardly noticed the woman that stood by her car door, peering down at her.

"Excuse me?" Came the female voice, as she lightly knocked on the glass. Abisola opened her eyes and looked at the woman smiling down at her. Then she looked into the rear view mirror hoping to see the gateman, but she didn't see him.

"Who are you and how did you get in?" She asked, as she wind down the glass.
"Oh, the gate was slightly open." A brief silence followed as she scanned the woman. She had a strong feeling that she had seen the woman before.

"Yes what do you want?"
"Are you Miss. Ogunayo, I mean, Abisola Ogunayo?"
"Yes."
"Well I have a package for you." The woman dipped her hand into her bag and brought out a brown envelope. Abisola observed the envelop and sighed before stretching out her hand to take it. She looked at the address on the envelope. It was addressed to her with the  name and address boldly type written.