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Telephone conversations

 

It is one week and four days after Ekiw Moseyn drowned in alcohol and vomited all over himself in his multi-million dollars Governor’s Office.

Now, the D-day is finally here; the day that has given him sleepless nights; the day of battle. Today he must prove to all and sundry that Waters State is an Umbrella Peoples Party (UPP) state.

The day before, a Situation Room had been set up in his office. It is equipped with the best communication gadgets you can imagine.

As soon as he gets into the room, he places a call to his aides. Simeone Okah arrives first. They are soon joined by Chukwu Oke and Anthony Majaro.

“How are the arrangements for us to win this election?” Ekiw asks his men.

Anthony speaks first: “Everything is in order sir. We have mobilised enough boys. You know the usual mobilisation sir. They will be ready whenever we need them. They have all the tools they need. They are ready for fire for fire.”

Simeone explains the situation with the social media rats he is asked to co-ordinate. He says the boys have been equally properly mobilised and will be dishing out propaganda upon propaganda against the Change Peoples Party (CPC), Timiro Ihcema, Sidepeter and Ugnus Abe.

By the time they are through with their briefings, Ekiw grabs the phone and calls Yohanna Ankpa, an Electoral Monitor.

“How far?” he asks, as soon as Yohanna answers the call.

“Fine sir, but we are having some challenges…”

“What challenges?” Ekiw fires back.

“The security agencies are really monitoring me and my people. I am afraid we may not be able to change things…”

“What are you talking about? The other people are doing it. Why is your own different?”

“Sir…”

“Listen to me, I don’t care how you do it, but this is a task that must be done. You have signed the deal and you must deliver. I am not joking with you. I am dead serious about this. Tell your people that I, Ekiw, will make sure they do not leave this state alive. I will kill them before they can leave, if they fail to do what I want and they do not return my money. I will kill them in this state. I am telling you. I am not joking at all.  They are small fries and very easy for me to kill. I have killed even people who thought they were sophisticated and could escape me. I don’t joke with my money. You cannot collect my money and think you can just go away without doing my bidding. That is fraud. If that is the way you defraud people, you cannot defraud me. I am telling you and I hope you understand me…”

“Yes sir, I will get back to you.”

The telephone conversations end and Ekiw grabs his alcohol. He does not bother to pour it in a cup. He simply puts the bottle in his mouth and gulps down half of the content. Anthony and Simeone glance at it and needs no one to tell them their boss is his mean mood.

He soon orders Chukwu to call another Election Supervisor.

“How are you madam?”

“Fine o, my brother,” Mrs Ijoya says.

“How is everything?”

“Great but pepper no rest for this side o. Tell oga to find me something now…”

“The people who waited after yesterday’s meeting got something now. But you did not wait…”

“I need the money. Things are tight…”

“Talk to oga…”

“Is he there?”

“Yes, he is here. Talk to him,” Chukwu says.

“Madam, how you dey?” says Ekiw.

“I am fine oga but please find me something. Things tough these days…”

“Don’t worry I go find you something but just make sure you hold your area…”

“No wahala oga, we will just slot the result as you have given us. We will not allow the change people any room for manouvre at all.”

“Ok, let’s talk later…”

As soon as he is through with her, he dials Yohanna again.

“What is the situation now?”

“No progress sir…”

“Then you have to get me my money or else I will kill you and your people before you leave this state. You people cannot dupe me. You cannot take my money, refuse to do what we agreed on and want to run away with my money. It will never happen. If in four hours I don’t have my money back, I will send my boys after you. You people should consider yourselves dead. Na me dey tell una,” he shouts and cuts the call.

Unknown to Ekiw and his aides, his daughter Mimi has been by the door in the last 30 minutes hearing all the threats being issued to electoral officers. They are shocked when she comes in. She stands and looks at all of them with disdain.

Ekiw thinks to himself: “This girl again. I am sure she has come with her sermon again.”

For five minutes, Mimi keeps quiet, perhaps searching for the right words to use. She addresses the aides first.

“When will this whole charade end? I think you can help my father. Tell him the truth always. You  don’t have tell him what he wants to hear. A lot of nonsense is going on around here. I am not saying the opposition are blameless but this is a truth I can only admit in the closet like this, my father is crude. His ways baffle me. There are so many things he has done since he became governor that I have confirmed myself and I am ashamed of him.”

Ekiw feels like slapping her, but he keeps quiet. He loves the girl and hurting her will look to him like hurting his dear mother who she looks like.

Mimi looks at her father once more and then shifts her attention to Chukwu and Anthony.

“Dad, you have security agents who work for you and yet you issue threats to people forgetting that the loyalty of these security agents does not lie with you. Their loyalty is with the federal government, which pays their salaries. Even with the extra cash you give them, they can still sell you out. Imagine if they record your telephone conversations today and make it public, how will you fell?”

Ekiw says nothing but quickly thinks of a way out in case there is a leak of his telephone conversations: “I will ask my people to issue a statement saying that a software was used to fabricate the voice. I will vehemently deny issuing death threat to anybody. I will distance myself from bribery and insist that I will always win election here because of my popularity and acceptance by the people and if need be, I will set up a judicial commission to look into the remote and immediate source of the leak…”

Mimi cuts into his thought with her stern look.

“Dad, I love you. God knows but many a time I am ashamed of you. This is one of such moments. I am ashamed of you when my classmates ask frequently ‘why is your father described as wicked?’    I feel bad each time you go to a church and make political statements filled with malice. I feel ashamed each time I have cause to wonder what manner of a politician you are. Is it difficult to play politics with conscience?,” she asks and before anyone can answer, she storms out.

They all remain silent for the next few seconds.

“Don’t allow Mimi to dampen our spirit. You should be used to her exuberance by now. She obviously does not understand life, especially political life in Waters State yet. In this race, we are like David, while our opponents are like Goliath. David defeated Goliath despite all his might. We must defeat this Goliath even if it means some people must be deleted from the face of this earth,” he says and declares that it is time to go to the field and implement his winning strategy.

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