The Culture Fit

“See ehn Fayo, God made you for me.” I said into the phone.

I had closed work for the day and was heading home. I hadn’t seen or heard from Fayo since before I went to see Badmus. She wasn’t at her desk when I went back to the office. They said she was feeling ill and had gone home. (more…)

“So I was just a side chick to you all this time?” I asked him.

“I really don’t understand why you’re getting so emotional. We both knew what it was from the onset. I wanted sex, you wanted money and a promotion. You got what you wanted, I got what I wanted, everyone was supposed to be happy.” (more…)

“Answer my question for goodness sake. Are you sleeping with her?” I asked him again.

“Where did you get that from?” He asked me.

“That’s irrelevant to the question at hand.”

“Well you have to tell me who is peddling all these lies and rumors about me and dragging an innocent woman’s name in the mud.” (more…)

I walked straight to Badmus’ office with my heart in my mouth. I was scared of what Badmus would say or worse still, do. I had delayed for about an hour on Fayo’s instruction.

Fayo, as usual, had a plan. “The only power you have now is seduction. Because there is no other thing you can soothe him with.”

“Seduction? Are you sure it will work?” I asked nervously.

“Knowing Badmus, it definitely will. He’s not that hard to get. Especially if we use our trump card – Kayanmata!” (more…)

As I was sitting there thinking about my life and the consequences of my actions, Fayo marched into the office. She looked very angry, like someone who was coming for a fight. She walked straight to my desk and grabbing my arm, she tried to pull me up from my seat. (more…)

I stormed out of the office and I walked to the cafeteria. My body was shaking as I sat down. I couldn’t explain how I felt. It was a mix of anger, shock, fear and what not. How could Badmus have been seeing Teniola right under my nose and I didn’t even know? It was Teniola of all people he picked? (more…)

From the look on Badmus’ face and the way he quickly disengaged, it was obvious that she was his wife. She walked into the office in all her glory. She gave him a kiss and sat down. She looked like she was in her mid or late thirties. She was a beautiful woman with a beautiful smile. Fair and slim. Her perfume smelt expensive. Even more expensive than Onome’s. (more…)

“It was nothing serious sir. She was just angry at what I was saying to her.” Fayo replied.

“Yes sir.” Onome and I chorused.

Badmus started long and hard at us and said,

“If all of you are not going to say the truth, I’d call an eye witness and ask. It won’t be funny when I find out the whole truth.” (more…)

The men from security matched into our office in troops. Useless people. When fight had finished. They were now doing stern face for us up and down.

“What is happening here?” The CSO asked. (more…)