I remembered I had the Ghana Bar Association sticker at the back of my car windscreen. This threat brought a change to the chief inspector's face and asked me to repeat myself again and of which I did with great confidence since I realised I had an upper hand over them(the gallant officers). I told him yes I was drunk because I was under a friend's party and I received a call from my mother-in-law that my wife who is carrying a set of twins for me for the first time in our 7years of marriage is in labour and had been rushed to the police hospital and upon arrival and taking her to the labour room the doctors are saying she has to go through the Ceaserean Section(C.S) because she had lost much blood and the only person who can authorize for the operation to commence is the husband and here lies the case whereby I am been delayed by you people. The chief inspector felt bad for me and came close to tap me on my shoulders and told me to be a man and quickly go and do what is required of me at the hospital because he claimed he had been in my situation before and unfortunately for him he lost his wife and his babies because he was very far from the hospital the wife was taken to, he brought out his complementary card that should any officer disturb me on my back home or anything I should just call the number on the card and he and his men will be there in less than 15minutes, he ordered his men to come out of my car and even offered to escort me to the entrance of the police hospital since it was the same road that led to Cantoment police station, they went to sit in the patrol car whiles I also sat in my car and did the cross sign on my face like 3times, I can't believe this trained officers could fall for my cheap lie that easily, well big thanks to my younger brother for putting that sticker on my car even though I was mad at him for putting it there but now look at the salvation the sticker has brought to me in such a big mess, the patrol team driver switched the siren and blue and red light on the police car as I followed them closely on a tough speed, in less than 10minutes we got to the entrance and I saw the chief inspector waving at me as they proceeded to the police station whiles I made way to the hospital. I went into the yard and parked under a tree closer to the car park, I gave out a big breathe as I escaped narrowly from the hands of this officers, I started imagining how the cell was going to be like and how the people in there were going to receive me, what excuse would I give to my wife, family and friends when eventually they got to hear that I am behind bars, all this thoughts were running in my head as I sat behind the steering wheel. I snapped out of it and picked my phone to go through it since I wanted waist a little time there before I drove out from the hospital yard, I started to go through the text messages one after the other and as I got to the eleventh text message my eyes opened wide as to the content of the message that had been sent to me, I brushed my face like 3times, closed and opened my eyes also like 3times to see if I was feeding my brains with the wrong information but I kept seeing the same thing which meant I wasn't day dreaming but rather everything I was seeing and reading was very real. I checked the number of the sender with the number that I dialed earlier on and they were virtually the same, I said to myself so this mysterious lady already has my number and she has even sent me a message even before I tried contacting her, but wait ooooo how did she get my number in the first place and who gave it to her? Well this multi million question was not of importance to me as to how she got my contact number mind you am a businessman and I always give out my complementary cards to clients so who knows she might be one of my numerous clients I have done business with before. I went through the message again and since you are eager to know what message she sent to me, I will do you the favour of sharing with you;
"Hey handsome I know U want a continuation of de fire I lit in U dis afternoon insyd de washroom, am very closer 2 U than U ever think of, I can't wait 2 tear U apart & send de pieces of ur body 2 God 4 a remoulding of ur body, am @ de same hotel dat U will be lodging 4 de nite. A golden fish has no hiding place, Suite 615 is my room number, come knight my soul & don't keep me waiting for long................ Darling gal".
I immediately checked on the hotel door card to see the number of my room and funny enough she was in the opposite room, mine was Suite 616 and hers was 615, I gnashed my teeth as to the reason why I didn't go through my messages when they came in earlier on, that wasn't my style because for me the moment I got a message I check and replied if the need be but only this night that I didn't bother to check my messages see the opportunity that has passed me bye, if I died in the process from leaving my room in the first place it would have been a useless death because of my laziness. Indeed procrastination is a thief of time............
To be continued................................