I thought today is Sunday, let me recheck my calendar first

centino am back from Church, don't keep me waiting

THE SPY


Mama Tobi had been unable to disguise her excitement when Maya told her she was going to give her all that cash. She sang and twirled alone in her room, and when she stepped out to the corridor her feet barely touched the ground. She made a number of phone calls the day Maya told her she was giving her the money. One was to the diesel dealer with whom she planned to invest half the money. She was careful while on the phone that she was not within the earshot of anyone. If only she knew.

Mama Akunna’s grandson was now a year old and had started to walk. It was an exciting time for many in the compound as the little boy was now a likable little fellow. He played with everyone, never cried, had a healthy appetite and liked to be carried about. The entire compound was his mansion as he moved from one room to the other freely and neighbors took turns to care for him. Mama Tobi who fondly referred to him as her husband was one of her favourites. When he was not with his grandmother, the first place you want to look for him was at Mama Tobi’s. There was always something for Mama Tobi’s “husband” to nibble, and she also prepared a small sleeping corner for him in the room to nap in the daytime. Phone calls, family discussions, and everything was done freely in the presence of the toddler.

Akunna had ignored his mother for the large part since she returned to their room. He knew she was there for the taking, but he also acknowledged her important role in the life of his only surviving child. He suffered heavy mood swings and withdrawal and his mother knew to stay away from him when his symptoms became pronounced. One morning, however, after Mama Akunna had had more than just a taste of her fresh supply of ogogoro from Sapele, she began to play with her grandson and failed to realize that Akunna did not need to be disturbed.

Akunna sat up in bed and watched his mother and son. The boy pranced about and his mother was in hot pursuit. When she caught up with him she would tickle his belly and he would collapse in fits of laughter and then get up and run around the centre table and his mother, on all fours would pursue him again and catch him and tickle him.

Every high pitch screech the boy gave off was like piercing needles in his skull. The movement of his mother on the floor was like the slither of a boa constrictor in his eyes. As his irritation grew, the voices in his head grew louder. Then suddenly Mama Akunna turned to him and said “Nna, you don wake? Dozie! You see say you don wake your papa?” The little boy picked up a plastic cup and threw it at his father but missed the target wildly and he held his tummy and laughed and laughed.

Then Mama Akunna said “Nna, see as Dozie don grow. See as my pikin don turn to man. Small time him go begin carry woman.” Then turning to the boy he said “Do quick come marry o. When you wan marry make you no near any woman wey him name be Awero o!”

Now Akunna could no longer contain himself. He stood and grabbed his mother by the throat in a chokehold. He squeezed out Mama Akunna’s eyes and lifted her off her feet and said: “Today, you die!”. He was about to deliver a chokeslam when he began to make sense of what she was saying in pleading. He put her back on the floor and slackened his grip on her throat and said: “What did you say?”

“I go give you money. No kill me. I go give you big money. One million naira.”

“Say that again you old demon!”

“I say I go give you money.”

“How much?”

“One million naira.”

“You know you are dead if you are playing with me right?”

“I know my pikin. I know.”

“I won’t ask you where you will get it from because I can sense you know what you are saying. But if you mess with me, you are finished.”

“Yes sah!”

“When should I expect the money?”

“Today or tomorrow.”

“And if you fail?”

“Kill me.”

“Alright.”

Akunna then released his grip on her and she collapsed on the floor and stayed there till she felt blood return to her brain and she got her orientation back. Akunna went back to bed and was snoring within seconds. Then later that day, as soon as Maya alighted from the gleaming Lexus clutching a bag, Mama Akunna sent little Dozie scampering after her. He followed her to the room where Mama Tobi was waiting.



When a person dies, the soul stays connected to the body via a silver cord. The silver cord is heavy or light depending on how the person lived his life. The silver cord of a person who has lived well is able to detach from the body quickly for the soul to commence its upward journey, but the silver cord of a wicked person is dense and stays connected to the body for much longer and in some cases, there is a long death struggle as the soul is so dense it is unable to leave body as quickly as it should. For every human being, the possibility to return to life always exists while the body is still connected to the silver cord. Everyone who has had a near-death experience come to recognize this. Agbonyibo knew it. He knew Mama Akunna was still within his reach. What baffled him however was how easily she could step out of her body.

If there was one thing Mama Akunna could manage it was a temporary disengagement of her soul from her body. It was not something you wanted to always do because there were thousands of obstacles in the ethereal that could prevent a successful return. She only did it once before so as to be able to get rid of Awero and her bastards, but as soon as Agbonyibo thwarted her attempt at jumping the stick without it sensing her, and the forces began to spin her, and she found herself on the verge of a confession, she decided it was a course of action she would take. Standing there and looking at her body, she could see the much damage it had suffered. Perhaps it was best that she stayed dead. She was only just regaining acceptance in the compound following the witchcraft saga. Being outed as a thief as well would ultimately become too much for her. Dying by the hands of Agbonyibo with or without a confession was the best payback for the Togolese warlock who had become more than a torn in her flesh. People would talk about the theft, but no one would forget that Agbonyibo took a life to discover it. She was not sure how the law viewed matters like that, but she hoped that he would also have to cool his sorcerer heels in prison for it as well.

The only problem now was that she was so firmly tied to her body that she could still feel the touch of the nurse and that of Agbonyibo moments later even though she was no longer breathing and her heart had stopped. Her death was going to be painful. She knew she would continue to suffer even after burial until she was able to detach completely from her body, something she knew was not that simple for entities of her ilk. She would worry about all that later. For now, she wanted to enjoy Agbonyibo’s unexpected peril.

Agbonyibo could not accept that the old witch checked out like that. It was not going to be good for him. He opened his ethereal eyes and saw her sitting beside her body. She could not go any farther as he had expected. What he had to do now was to make his audience believe that what he was about to do next was normal. So he said “Ah, nurse, see as your hand dey shake. Nothing do am, na old woman. That thing wey you dey check don weak but she never die. Wait make I go bring something for my shop.” In a flash, he was gone and back. He bent and rearranged her. As he did so he felt the vibration of the body and knew it could still receive her. He murmured something under his breath and spoke to the body in his native tongue. Then he put some of the powder wrapped in a leaf in her nostrils and spoke again and Mama Akunna sneezed.

“I don’t believe this” someone said.

“I say nothing do am. No be magic I do. I just pray come put ordinary snuff for him nose. Make I put am for your nose you sef go do like dat.”

It was all surreal to onlookers. Some brought out their phones and began to take pictures and make videos. Then Agbonyibo spoke:

“Mama, tell us where de money dey. If you no talk, you go begin summersault again.”

Mama Akunna, still dazed gently sat up and said “I give Akunna. I give am make him no kill me.”

“How you take know say Mama Tobi get dat kind money?”

“I hear am dey talk with pesin for telephone.”

“How you take know the very place wey she hide de money?”

“Where pesin fit hide money for dis kind we house if no be for under bed?”

“Akunna. What do you have to say?”

It was then they looked around and saw that Akunna had not been in the gathering all along.



True to his words, Jonjo facilitated the immediate release of Ndifreke. With the new turn of events, the manhunt for Akunna was swift, even though they did not need to look too long. That same evening, he staggered back into the compound, with a bottle of red label for company.

“When did Akunna start drinking? Is this one not double wahala?”

“He will explain himself when he gets to the station.”

As soon as they got to the station, Akunna lay supine in front of the counter and passed out. They shook him, flogged him, lifted him and let him drop to the floor but he did not wake. The officers became concerned. But because he was not dead, everyone decided they should wait until he came to.

Akunna woke up twelve hours later. The police officers immediately swooped on him. Mama Tobi was there the whole time. A call was put through to Mr Zubi to get down to the station with everyone that could accompany him at once. A joint interrogation by the police and compound members began in earnest.

“Where is the money?”

“What money?”

“The money your mother stole and gave to you.”

“I don’t know what you are talking about.”

“Your mother confessed to stealing Mama Tobi’s money which she gave to you.”

“That is preposterous.”

“Akunna where did you get the money to buy goat and ram? Where did you get the money to be drinking Johnny Walker?”

“How I fund my nutrition is none of your business.”

The constable in the team then delivered a well-aimed slap to Akunna’s face that brought stars to his eyes.

“Are you mad? Are you stupid? Do you know where you are?”

Akunna then began to laugh. He laughed and laughed and laughed to the chagrin of everyone. Then he said “We must stop the Mexicans. That wall must be built.”

“What are you saying?”

“The President showed weakness by succumbing to the Democrats’ blackmail and reopening the government.”

“Abeg which kind thing be this? This man head correct so?”

“The President owes us his ardent supporters to keep his promise to keep niggers and dagos out of our borders ad territory.”

“Constable, you don slap the small sense wey remain for Akunna head comot!”

“I stand with no deal Brexit. If we are leaving the EU, we just leave. I don’t want any nonsense compromise that will still see indigent Eastern Europeans find their way in to steal all our hotel jobs.”

“What is going on here?”

“Actually officer, he does have some challenges.”

“What challenges?”

“Some time last year he was committed in a psychiatric home.”

“He was what?”

“You heard me right officer.”

“And you people say he stole money?”

“His own mother confessed to stealing the money and giving it to him.”

“Where is his mother?”

“She is in the hospital. She is old and frail.”

“That is the person we should be arresting!”

“We would rather you didn’t officer. She is very unwell. Mama Akunna never likes to go to the hospital but this time she agreed to. She has been admitted.”

“If she has confessed to a crime, then she becomes the concern of the law. Constable!”

“Sir!”

“Go and bring the thief here!”

“Yes sir!”



The police officers sent to arrest Mama Akunna changed their minds when they saw the old woman’s condition. One of them was sure that she would not last that day. She could not even speak and as such, they could not confirm from her if it was true that she gave the stolen money to her equally sick son. As word went back to the DPO of the situation of the suspect, he ordered that they go and search their home. The council of elders was complete when the police came. They led them to Akunna’s room and they searched for an hour, they moved every chair and every spoon and all they found was ₦45. The police had no choice but to release Akunna, especially because he was clearly unwell. The council of elders then reconvened on the matter.

“Agbonyibo. You said Mama Akunna stole the money. Yet they search the house and found nothing.”

“No be me talk am o. Una see say na de gods catch am.”

“So where is the money?”

“Mama Akunna and him pikin know where de money dey. I don do wetin I fit do. Make una do the rest.”

The men looked at each other and all fell silent. Some there were itching to talk about Oby Ezekwesili’s comical withdrawal from the Presidential race, and also Buhari’s tyrannical suspension of the CJN and replacement with a father of thirty-two. But that did not seem right in the circumstance. When there was nothing else to say Agbonyibo announced: “My elders. I get good news.”

“What is it Agbonyibo?”

“My daughter don decide who she go marry.”

Papa Efe lifted his head when he heard that.



The first night after he penetrated Evae, Castro found himself flying in his sleep. He saw himself traveling to various planes and after hours of flying he would plunge into the Atlantic and swim and swim before waking up spent and cold at exactly 3 am every morning. Then he would thrash about till 6 and then return to sleep till 11. When he awoke the only thing he desired was to smoke marijuana. That was now easy since Wasiu’s return. Petty cash for that was also never a problem. All he had to do was go to his father when his mother was about and ask for money. If Mr Zubi as much as made a face, Castro would make a sentence with Agbonyibo’s wife and his father would shush him and look around to be sure his wife was not within earshot and then he would hand Castro the money.

Evae on her part behaved as if Castro did not exist. The day after their encounter when Castro wanted to show off in front of the other boys by holding Evae’s waist as he came out of the corridor, she gave him a slap and started to cry.

“Stupid boy. You no know say I wan marry? You no know say my husband dey for this compound?”

“You? You that I screwed the yesterday!”

“Na your mama you screw!”

Many attributed Castro’s new withdrawn personality to this incident and the men always told him to man up and be himself again. It was par for the course to be rejected by a woman. He was made to understand that for every girl that rejected a man, there were ten out there who would take him. He did not need to waste away because of one girl. He knew however that his apathy to life was not about Evae’s rejection. It was just that he could not motivate himself anymore. He had constant nightmares and no appetite for food. In one month he looked like a skeleton. His parents were worried. His mother started going to church for his sake. One day Irikefe decided to talk to his father about Castro.

Papa Efe paid little attention to him and when he finished, the old man only said: “If to say you go learn to train that animal, na wetin for do you be dat.”

“And we had people openly wooing her in this compound. Surely you will not allow that to happen Papa.”

“Dem will not marry her. I not sure say dem serious. The time wey dem give don pass and this thief matter have distract everybody.”

“Okay. I am just worried for my homeboy Castro.”



So when Agbonyibo made the announcement of the betrothal of his daughter, Papa Efe paid serious attention.

Finally, the time had come he decided.



TO BE CONTINUED.

Ftc coming out of ghost mode

Stc ,now let me go back and read. after reading , i can't believe centino gave us advice through jonjo. a whole promiscuous jonjo. he is now doing the work of mr.cosmos.

Well done boss
Finally indeed

Oh Castro

Happy Sunday Centino. Even if you write two pages it wouldn't still be enough. them Don use Castro destiny. abeg wey my Born again Esther

centino u too much, I have learn a new thing today from akunna, "how I fund my nutrition is nobody's business" o boy see grammar .

My man Centimo, I sight you from up here abeg that mama Akunna increase her volume at least add feathers to her winch let her counter this Agbonyinbo winch. Mama Tobi does not need to find that money back joor, she's a stupid ass. Just make sure Ndi and Irikefe remain untop and we riding the wave

Enjoying every bit of this...Gracias oga centino

Centino:
THE SPY



TO BE CONTINUED.

Godmademan:
Enjoying every bit of this...Gracias oga centino

Next time You do this rubbish quoting,I will hunt you down and kill you. Anuofia!

Thanks for today's episode.

Godmademan:
Enjoying every bit of this...Gracias oga centino

When will people learn not to quote a whole update...
Common sense is not common..

Jay1F:

Next time You do this rubbish quoting,I will hunt you down and kill you. Anuofia!

Happy Sunday

wizsolzy:

When will people learn not to quote a whole update...
Common sense is not common..

Happy Sunday

Centino, come back here and let's know what's happening

The constable slapped sense out of Akunna's head. It reminds me of the slaps I got when I dodged morning prep in school.

Damn this episode is funny. Centino you never cease to amaze. Well done man, you deserve all the akolade

so that akunna son was the spy and dy will be seeing him as kid. centino my man well Done but Sunday is far ooo!! can u help ur ppl with midweek?

so papa efe has decided to come into action against agbon fine boy eager to hear from him thumb up centino

Papa Efe a. k. a the witcher seems to have gotten into his own element....... Some under cover supernaturals full that compound.
P. S now i understand who the animals agboni fine boy meant he trains(every body for that compound na animal that needs to be termed) and he came with two gray hounds . For Castro just a dip drained you of your essence.

Centino


Pls more oh.. Abeg

"Finally, The Time has come, he decided". Now this line brought me out of ghost mode. I can't wait to read the next episode.

Nice update Centino. I must commend your use of words and expressions...Chai, you sabi pass some of my teachers back then....

Thumbs up bro

Thanks boss for the update


225 katakata street

I have been following this story for a very long time now. If you think this is suspense, you must be joking. finish this story make person rest nah abi them do u from ur village?

centino, since na u dey write the story u know where the money dey na. Abeg tell me where akunna keep the money make i go take am before another person take am, i need that money oh...



Tnx for d update

I wonder where centino knew all this underworld adventure [ when a person die is soul is connected to is body via sliver cord]

Finally, agbon caught the thief but the issue is complicated and confusing the police. On another note, I don't know how Maya will convince Ndi but they are really meant to be together.

Mama akunna don teach Dozie bad thing. So Na him be d spy! Anyway, thank God for ndifreke. I hope Maya don learn lesson. Well done centino, the update dope.