Everybody’s Man – Chapter 18

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“Why?” Femi moaned. The last person he expected to see in hell was standing over him. “Are you Chidi or a Demon?”

“Unfortunately your wish for death was not granted today,” Chidi said.

“Am I in a hospital?” Femi lifted his hands to see the drip connected, then he sat up and instinctively clutched his stomach because of the pain.

“Bandages.” Femi groaned. “How long have I been out?” 

“Three days,” Chidi replied. 

Femi braved the pain and sat up. “What are you doing here?”

“Watching you.”

“Why?”

“Aren’t we friends?” Chidi asked.

Femi lifted his brow. Chidi laughed.

“Alero asked me to watch you,” Chidi answered. “She is at the police station now.”

“I really don’t want to press charges on Aisha,” Femi said.

“It’s not Aisha,” Uche said. “It’s your former boss.”

Femi remembered that he had seen his HR and he smirked. He knew he saw her leave the crowd.

“You are not surprised.” 

“At some point, I was going to get burned.” 


“At least, you are not a Victim Victor.” Uche smiled.

“So, is she in prison?”

“Yes, the gun was still on her when they caught her.”

Femi looked out of the window, at the sky. 

“I’ll let Alero know that you are awake.” 

Femi nodded.

 

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