Edge Of A Knife – Episode 22
Theme: Cold War
The News of Tiger’s death hit Oscar like the force of a tornado, he clenched his fist so hard, he sighted a glass containing strong wine, and held on to it, before smashing it right on the war opposite him
Noooooooo he yell, as his brain tried to go over the information again, assimilating the fact that his best man was gone was a hard thing to do, his thoughts traveled down memory lane, he remembered how cheerful Ademola was Ademola was his real name he was given the name Tiger, by the Fox men, He remembered how they met, how he had come for his clearance the same day as Ademola, they stood for hours on queue, which was a usually long one He had been pressed as at 1:45pm when it was almost his turn, and made to go ease himself, on his return, he noticed that his line was filled in by another guy, he didn’t want to make trouble, so he politely told him that he was the one occupying the place, the guy had been resilient at first, when Ademola bump in the conversation, he too claimed that Oscar had occupied there before going out, the guy picked up a fight, he wasn’t a fresher though, he was a gang man, who has come to look out for fresher to recruit to their gang, he wasn’t alone either, when the fight became intense, with Oscar dealing him a great blow, the others showed up, and they dealt with him mercilessly, Ademola saw this, and Joined Oscar in the fight, but instead of the fight to stop, it escalated to something else the goons started bringing out weapons, and the other students who has since scattered from their lines, scampered away for safety, including the school authorities conducting the clearance, as they ran away, Oscar saw this as an opportunity, he signaled for Ademola, and they both ran away, mixing up with the crowd in pandemonium.
Ever since that day, a bond grew between the two, and they became inseparable.
When he had Joined cult, he had mentioned for Tiger to Join too,
And he gave in Just as Nelson did with Joshua.
And now his buddy was no more, he could remember how many time Tiger had saved him.
Why Why do you have to leave me Ademola?
He asked the dead corpse, gripping its blood soaked shirt.
Kemi Rushed down to the mansion you see how bizarre Oscar looked, the loss was telling on him.
Oscar: Kemisola Look what your lover boy’s goon’s done to us. He shrieked and she was moved
Tears pour down her face, she actually like the dead tiger, he was a gentle soul.
Kemi: Do as it please you, bring those monsters to Justice My love, she said weeping.
That night, the mansion was as calm as hell, it was like the death of Nelson, took away the blooming activities in house away, and installed tranquillity and decorum, Everyone was in his bunk, I laid to think, I was filled with guilt, I brought this upon us. In my solemn solitude, I reasoned that one day it will be me laying just stiff and dead like Nelson is right now. I resolve within myself to do things right and to avenge my friend and brother, no matter the cost, I could be dead in no time, the way of the confra is unpredictable, no one know€th the hour at which he dieth (dies).
I also did considered making things right with my mom, and bringing the whole family to the notice, that I wasn’t their usual good boy anymore.
Even if they dad and Cathy are going to be disappointed Just like mum is right now, I have to let them know, thank heaven dad was getting better.
The mission I embark in bringing Justice to my friend was a deadly one, I could die on the way, but something must be done.
I was still deep in thought, when I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder, it was potoki.
I was startled at first, but relaxed when I noticed it was him.
He was looking a bit off , and a real shadow of himself.
Potoki: what’s up man how you holding up? He asked in a cold baritone voice.
Me: not good, I replied straight.
Potoki: Yeah I can see for sure, you mind? He asked handing out a stick, I accepted and he brought out a lighter, and also brought one out for himself.
He lit and passed the lighter to me while I lighted and puff out smoke.
They were relieving, as they had a way of clearing my head after continuous drags, and puffing, he too was doing the same, and silence lingered.
Potoki: Your man, how long did you know each other?
Me: His whole life.
Potoki: I see, and that is well elaborated with the guilt and pain in your eyes.
I am very sorry I am a major factor behind what’s become of the both of you today. As he said this, tears trickle down my face.
I could tell he was acting under the effects of Nelson mother’s word, the words of the woman must have touched him real bad.
Me: It’s ok man all that is in the past now, we chose who we want to become in this world I said.
Potoki: Are you cool with me?
Potoki: Then let me join your revenge mission. He said and I welcomed him with open hands.
Just locked in our own world of embrace, the came a sharp knock, I went for the door, it was Samba.
He came in with a letter, the letter was smeared in blood, it read:
‘‘LET’S END THIS
BY THE 100HOURS
OF THE MORROW’’
The letter was Signed in the Fox name