Stalk-her

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Episode 1 The road was free from traffic and only a few vehicles were passing by on the road. It was quite early in the morning after all. Janet wondered what her husband would say if he found out that she was traveling so early but she had decided to make an early trip to Lagos before noon. The distance between Osun and Lagos is more than a few miles journey; she would have to make it to Ibadan before taking the long expressway to Lagos. Segun wasn’t exactly thrilled with the idea of her traveling to Osun on her own in the first instance. “Why can’t they fix the wedding on a weekend like normal people? Why does it have to be Thursday?” Those were the words from Segun when she told him about the wedding invitation. “The couple wants to have the wedding on the same day they met each other.” Janet had told him. Segun had been reluctant about letting her go alone with their daughter but he had to give in at the last minute. Janet smiled and looked at her eleven-year-old daughter Precious, who was fast asleep in the back seat. She looked so innocent as she slept, Janet felt so sorry for the poor girl, she had to force her up from bed so early in the morning. She thanked her stars for providing her with a man like Segun who loved her daughter as if she was his own. Just then Janet’s phone ranged, she hurriedly picked it up. It was her husband, Segun Balogun. “Hello sweetheart, how was your night?” He greeted warmly. “Well It was okay, how was yours?” She asked in a teasing tone. “You know I don’t sleep too well when you’re not around. I kept dreaming about you.” Segun said. “Well, Mr. Lover man. You won’t have to wait for much longer because I’m on my way back to Lagos.” “No no, wait for a little while longer, it’s way too early.” “I would but I’m already on the road.” “What? You’re kidding right?” “Nope, I’ll be home in a few hours,” Janet said laughing at her husband’s shocked expression on the phone. “But why would you do that? It’s too risky I’m not in support of this. What do I always tell you about traveling by this time?” “Well your daughter insisted that she wanted to see you today,” Janet said pulling the daughter’s card to avoid more tongue-lashing. “Alright give the phone to my little angel.” Although Segun was angry about Janet’s decision he always calms down when Precious was involved. When her biological father who was Janet’s first husband, Jude died six years ago in London. Janet had traveled back to Nigeria to start a new life and that was when they met, it’s been three years since they’ve been married with no child but despite Segun’s family’s pressure to marry a second wife he had refused to do so. Precious was like his own daughter and he loved her with all his heart, perhaps it was due to the love he had for her mother or maybe it was just because the little girl was irresistibly loveable, whichever way he felt he shared a unique bond with her. “Well she’s asleep; maybe I’ll call you back when she wakes up,” Janet says. “Alright I wish you a safe journey but let this be the last time you will try such a dangerous thing,” Segun said. “Sir, yes Sir!” Janet says and they both laughed before Segun broke the call. Janet continued driving for a short while before she looked in the rearview mirror and noticed something strange. A black Hyundai with tinted glasses has been following her for a while, sometimes creeping up behind her. “Am I been followed?” She says to herself, a bit frightened she was. “Okay there’s no need to panic the car is just probably heading to Lagos as well.” She told herself but just to be sure she decided to drive around in circles. First, she got on the opposite lane and drove back for a while before making a U-turn and getting back on the first lane. She looked in the rearview mirror to see if the car was still following her but it was gone. She sighed and laughed at herself for panicking the way she did, wondering what Segun would say when he heard about this. He would probably laugh at her and say I told you so. She looked back to see if her daughter had woken up, but lo and behold there it was creeping up behind her car, the black Hyundai.

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