The Coffin Maker Episode 73

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Kwaku Mike sat down and wondered why he felt that strange way all of a sudden. He hears a loud knock on the door that makes him jump on his feet. He packs the cameras, laptops, tripod stands and the drone back into the bag that was given to him and after packing the gadgets into the bag he tiptoes to the window that was close to the door and when he checked, it was Maabena so he opens the door for her.

Michael Ansah:

Hello Maabena, you are welcome and how are you doing today?

Maabena Boaduwaa:

Mike, how do you expect me to be fine with what you people are doing?

Michael Ansah:

(shows concern about what Maabena just said) My dear, what are you talking about? What do you mean by saying we are not treating you very well?

Maabena Boaduwaa:

You know what I’m talking about so please stop pretending.

Michael Ansah:

Maabena, you are getting me more confused with what you are saying. Could you please break it down to my level of understanding?

Maabena Boaduwaa:

My friend, don’t try to patronise me. If you think you can play on my intelligence, then you must be joking because I have done my homework and background checks very well and I have my facts right. Why did you and Quincy lie to me in the first place?

Michael Ansah:

Lie? Maabena lie to you in which way? My brother and I haven’t lied to you in any way that I can recollect.

Maabena Boaduwaa:

I have done my investigation and research very well so you better start talking or else I will spill the beans. Don’t try my patience because if you do, you won’t like the outcome of it. I am a very different person when I lose my cool so its best you don’t push me to the wall.

Michael Ansah:

Eeeeeiiii!!!!!! You are confusing me the more. Kindly speak in plain language for me to understand because I am not getting the head and tail of this whole thing. The picture you are trying to paint is not clear so please go straight to the point.

Maabena Boaduwaa:

Mike, where is Quincy right now?

Michael Ansah:

Quincy has stepped out to pick his neighbour downstairs on the Ayi Mensah road and he won’t be back any time soon.

Maabena Boaduwaa:

Very good. I believe it will be prudent for you to confide in me and open up to me for your own good. Now start talking right this moment because our elders say the slap that belongs to you, you take it in a haste to avoid any inconvenience ahead.

Michael Ansah:

What do you want to hear that I haven’t told you already my dear?

Maabena Boaduwaa:

Hmmmmmm, the butterfly thinks himself a bird. Since you are pretending you don’t know what I’m talking about, I will do you the honour of asking you that simple question by myself and it will help both of us a lot if you would be truthful and give me straightforward answers. Now Kwaku Mike or whatever you call yourself, who the hell are you?

Michael Ansah:

(chuckles before talking) Ah Maabena paa, is this the question you wanted to ask me, why were you beating around the bush? Well as you know, I’m just an ordinary unemployed young man who came to the city in search of greener pastures.

Maabena Boaduwaa:

Hmmm look at me very well Mr Man. Do I look like a fool or a clown? Are you trying to play with my mind or intelligence? You better watch your mouth and the answers you give me because it will make or unmake your purpose of living. I want you to know that I have you in my palms like a fresh egg, if you mess up I will fuck you up big time. See let me tell you that I so very much hate people who try to play smart and stab people in the back. Now for the last time, who are you?

Michael Ansah:

(detects the anger in Maabena’s voice) Maabena, is everything okay? Your attitude this afternoon looks weird to me and I seem lost here with everything that is going on.

Maabena Boaduwaa:

I know who you really are and at the snap of my fingers, you will be dead in a second so Mr man start telling me who you truly are to save us this long drama you are trying to act. I don’t have all day to spend on you and if you don’t want me to cash in on my jackpot, then confess to me in a very professional way. Kwaku Mike who are you and who shot at you?

Michael Ansah:

My dear, I have already told you and your boyfriend who shot at me and why I was shot. Your boyfriend can even tell you who I am in this world. I am just an ordinary unemployed young man who is squatting with your boyfriend for some time in the city.

Maabena Boaduwaa:

Liar!!! Cheap handsome liar! See I know the people who shot at you and where to find them so that they can come after you. See don’t let me start saying things that will get me even much angrier than I am. If I make just a simple call, your obituary will be seen pasted on walls. Now listen to me and listen good because I won’t repeat myself, the people after your life have placed a very heavy bounty on your head that I want to cash in to change my destiny at once so if you want to live long, then listen to me carefully.

Michael Ansah:

(starts sweating on his forehead and regrets ever opening up to Maabena and talks in his head) Oh God so am I going to fall like Adam, David and Sampson through the hands of a woman?

Maabena Boaduwaa:

As I said earlier on, your life is in my palms and I can choose to do anything I want to do so if you want to live long on this earth, then you will do as I say. (takes steps to Kwaku Mike who is standing just in front of the bed and plants a kiss on Kwaku Mike’s lips)

Michael Ansah:

(speaking in the head) Gosh what is this lady up to? Is this a trap or she is for real? God, you already know my weakness with women. Please, if there is anything like divine intervention then this is the time I need it most.

Maabena Boaduwaa:

(takes some steps backwards and starts to undress and speaks in a saucy way) Do your eyes like what they are seeing?

Michael Ansah:

(foolishly nods his head in response as he falls victim to the weakness of the flesh) I must confess that I don’t like what I’m seeing Maabena but I love what am seeing and your uniform has been hiding a lot of things from my eyes. You have got heavy machinery on your chest and I can’t take my eyes off it.

Maabena Boaduwaa:

(gives a devilish smile as she knows her plans are going in her favour, she unhooks the button on her brassiere to release her boobs and takes steps forward to meet Mike) If you love what you are seeing, then come and get it for it is all yours. Don’t be gentle with me that much because I like it very rough and hot.

Back at Opana’s living room:

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Opana:

Sweetheart, my morning sunshine, my shining star, my heartbeat, the queen of my kingdom, the mother of my children who made me a father, my sweet wife, the bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh, my missing rib, the Eve of my life, the only woman who has been breastfeeding me even at my old age I salute you, my Queen.

Akua Yankey:

(blushing because of the sweet words that have been showered on her) These praises that you are showering on me dieer. I hope there is a story to it because the toad doesn’t come out in the daylight just like that. If it is not being pursued by something, then it is chasing after something. How did it go, my king?

Opana:

It went well, my dear. The man is a genuine person and doing business with him was awesome. He indeed stood by his word and acquitted himself distinctively. Oh, I must say he is a perfect gentleman. He brought physical cash and paid everything. I went to the hospital after that to deposit the amount the doctor quoted for us and he also assured me that, the travelling documents should be ready in three days for you and our daughter to be flown outside the country.

Akua Yankey:

(gives a big shout and hugs her husband as she plants a kiss on his forehead) Thank you, my husband. Your relentless efforts have been seen by God and acknowledged by me. On behalf of our children, I say a very big thank you for everything that you have been doing for us. We really appreciate every single thing you have been doing for us and we shall continue to pray for you to live long so you enjoy the fruits of your labour and I believe the God we serve will continue to shower his blessings over your life.

Opana:

(smiles) Amen to all the blessings you have been raining upon me, my sweet pretty wife. Mmmm I’m starving ooo. What do you have for me, my dear?

Akua Yankey:

Hahahahaha my dear I have something special for you. I will feed you up and down today so relax for me. I prepared your favourite meal so please go in and take a shower and by the time you are done, your food will be on the dining table waiting for you but get ready because tonight is going to be the longest night for you.

Opana:

I can’t wait for that my dear, let me take a quick shower. I will be right back.

At the Harbour:

Karl Simpson:

Gerrard, the consignment that was transported from Italy and Columbia came in three days ago and it must be conveyed from this country in less than six days or else things might go bad for all of us.

Boss:

Hmmmmm, my moles at the airport will not be on duty for the next seven days. How are we going to do this?

Karl Simpson:

Are you the one saying this? My friend, get the money to spend so that they resume duty or get some people to help us through the immigration side. I have spoken with the chief director of the Homeland Security in Washington and he has given his word that he is always on standby for us.

Boss:

So, how much are we talking about now?

Karl Simpson:

We allocated an amount of 7.8millions dollars for you and your boys.

Boss:

I thought it was supposed to be 9.4million dollars so why the reduction?

Karl Simpson:

Well, you and your boys messed up the other day which made us lose a lot of money. The reduction in your money is for us to use in paying some penalties that came up.

Boss:

I’m not happy at all with this development. I should have been informed first before you do anything or take such action. My boys and I go through a lot to get most of the transactions done and they risk their lives also. If this thing ever happens again, you won’t like the impression I’m going to put up.

Karl Simpson:

Hey, is that a threat or what?

Boss:

No Karl, it’s not a threat but rather advice. No one and I repeat, no one in this world double crosses me and goes away free. I work hard for my money and you don’t give me on merits, just be glad I told you what I would do in the future if this nonsense repeats itself. Bear in mind that I was in this business long before your father introduced you into this business. Boys, let us go. (He walks out of the place with his boys angrily)

Back at Quincy’s Room something is about to go down between Kwaku Mike and Maabena.

Will Kwaku Mike betray his friend Quincy to go down with his girlfriend?

Time remains the best judge always……..

TBC