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A Room Of Psycos
So he drove off, leaving me stunned and
contemplating on whether to alert the nearest rehab
about one of their patients on the loose.
Like what kind of human does that?
It’s understandable people tend to scare or get
worried about teamwork efficiency when a new
teammate joins the team and they often put up some
attitude that put the new member off.
But his attitude was just crazy! There’s no other word
for it even if I try putting it nicely which I don’t intend
doing by the way.
So, I stood outside the building, watched him drive
past me like I wasn’t there, with my hands neatly
folded across my chest.
“He left without me sir. I’m thinking it would be a lot
better if you have me partnered with someone else.” I
blurted out hurriedly. I was standing, hands by my
side in front of Director Jude in his office. How I got
there, I had no idea. All I knew was, I narrated the
episode that ensued between the Dude and me
ensuring I padded some, just to make my point about
not working with that psycho.
“Are you even sure you want to work here?’’ Director
Jude asked, giving me a plain and unreadable look.
I don’t understand what he meant by that but
whatever it is, I hope it doesn’t mean I have to lose
my job all because I refuse to dine with some psycho.
I think I need a synonym for ‘psycho’.
Director Jude is every shade of cool. By every shade
of cool, I mean every shade of cool!
He has this fashion sense men his age don’t.
It kinda hurts that my dad was one of those men.
Can someone give me the n lipped emoji?
He dresses and looks expensive and would have been
mistaken for some oil mogul if randomly ran into on
How much do they even pay this directors for just
sitting back down, dishing out orders?
His long face was covered with grey beards right from
his cheeks to his chin. I could bet my pinky finger on
the fact that he had it dyed that color because he
really doesn’t look that aged. His well shaven head
complimented his look and that makes him look
somewhat like a Hollywood hit man.
How cool is that!
Beside the good looks of this man I’ve been looking
up to ever since I came for the recruitment test, there
is this warmness about him coupled with that
encouraging smile that never leaves his lips. I loved
that about him!
‘That statement…’ He continued. “…coming from you
came a bit disappointing. I was expecting more from
you. I didn’t assign you to HOM104 to whine and
complain about your partner being impossible or
uncooperative. Do you even know what it takes to get
posted to HOM department without a previous
experience in the field? Everyone in Homicide aren’t
just there, they deserved it.’
The chick spilled yoghurt and oil on a case file! I really
can’t wait for the part where he tells me how she
‘Maybe Victoria isn’t really…’ He said and it came out
as though he could read my mind.
“But all you really need to know is you are lucky to be
here. A lot of people tried getting into Homicide, but
you were one of the few that got in…’ He said
brushing his thick beard with his index finger.
Okay, the ‘you are one of the few…’ speech was
getting to me. I get the story, I am lucky to be here
and I don’t even deserve it. Great!
Tell me other things that could murder the good vibe I
came in with this morning.
“You got assigned here because you impressed me
with your psychological and field test results. You are
trained for this and I believe you have this covered.
Besides, Dozie is the perfect person to be on field op
with. I’m afraid you have to work with him right now
that he isn’t really all that stable.’
Thank God someone finally agrees with me that the
Dozie dude is cranky.
And why does he really have to be Dozie of all
names? The last Dozie I knew was in college and he
was everything far from being cute and adorable.
“I think you should be trailing him right now.’ Director
Jude reminded me with a smile clinging absent
mindedly to his lips when I stood, looking at him
I bet I looked like the statue of liberty only without a
I flashed a smile of gratitude while exiting his office.
What Director Jude said was enough to murder the
spirit of whining in me. It sort of rekindled the dying
splint of enthusiasm and I kinda felt a lot like Arnold
Enough whining Maurice. Just do your job.
That was me, encouraging me.
‘Where do you think our egoistic team leader is right
now?’ I stopped right before Victoria’s desk when I
got to HOM104.
‘By team leader, you mean our boss?’ Victoria
‘Nigerianly’ replied my question with a question with a
How did she even get the food?
“If by our boss, you mean Dozie the team leader.
Yeah, I’m talking about him.’ I replied, not dwelling on
the fact that seeing Victoria with food already cleared
the mystery about her plus size.
“He is still the team boss. Besides, he isn’t egoistic.’’
Victoria argued spilling some crumps of whatever she
is eating on her desk.
I don’t want to say ‘ewww!’ but eew!
“I thought you don’t like him a few minutes ago, how
come you are being protective of him all of a sudden?’’
I need explanations.
‘’You won’t just get it. He has a temper, Yes. But that
doesn’t mean he is egoistic or terrible. It is all just so
complicated.’ She replied swallowing the masticated
pieces in her mouth.
Okay. I give up. The confusion in this place is just so
off the roof.
It is expected anyway. Victoria is an average lady and
indecisiveness is expected of a sex that shaves an
eyebrow then draw it back.
Wait a minute, I’m a lady too right?
‘You were so quiet this morning I almost thought you
were the shy type. It is surprising you are all chirpy
now.’ Victoria commented.
‘Well, I discovered being quiet is somehow boring and
I had to zone outta that mode. So, can you give me
any info about his whereabouts?’ I switched back into
work mode dragging an adjacent chair towards
Victoria’s desk until I was sitting down facing Victoria
while I spun sideways in the chair.
‘He doesn’t tell anyone where he goes. But I can
actually narrow it down for you. He requested for a file
when I got to work and I have no choice but to
believe that whatever he is doing now, he is following
up on that. The fortunate thing is, we only have one
lead regarding that case and that is the victim’s
family. There is this hotel where the murder took
place but that was a dead end. We got nothing from
there. Unfortunately though, he took the file with him,
which is so not right now that I’m thinking about it
but luckily for you once again, I know the family
address of the victim offhand this is actually because
it was the last thing I scribbled down before going to
bed yesternight and it’s not so hard remembering And
the other reason is I have a good memory…’
‘Can you do a brief rerun of what the case entails?’ I
cut in while digesting every word Victoria said.
“Double homicide was reported around 9:00am last
week Friday by one hotel manager. It’s triple homicide
actually because the lady Vic was pregnant. Two of
his customers who appeared to be lovers were found
dead in their hotel room a few minutes before the
report was made. It appeared the murder took place
the night before the bodies were found but it was
surprising no one heard gunshots even though the
murder was carried out using a gun. The closest and
plausible guess was the killer used a silencer. No one
saw anyone come in or go out. A few days after
putting the pictures of the victims out on the media, a
couple called to claim the female victim was their
daughter while we still have nothing on the guy. We
haven’t had the chance to bring the couple in for
interrogation. So, my guess is, Dozie is going to do
the questioning at the house’’
I have to admit.
Victoria was pretty good with her job. She could be a
narration expert. It would have been pretty great
though if only she looks it.
“Great. I need the address and…’’
‘’I need my chair.’’ A zombielike voice said in my
Okay, it wasn’t coming from my head. It was from
right behind me and I felt chills run down my spine. I
spun around to meet the gaze of a lady whose pupil
was darker than the black long sleeve top she had on.
The top was tucked inside a black trouser which was
supported by a black belt and a black boot graced her
heels. Her hair wasn’t artificial but was long enough
to be packed into a ponytail that extended right
behind her neck.
She looked all feisty, pretty, cool but weird especially
with the way she stared at me darkly without blinking
which was especially making me a bit nervous.
‘’Excuse me?’ I stuttered and I did not even
understand why I did.
“You are sitting on my chair. I don’t do much
repeating but you just made me do one. Do we really
need to add another dummy to the dozen we have
already?’’ I watch her say that in my face, quietly,
confidently, without a raised voice and as if she
wasn’t insulting me.
I don’t know how it happened but I was on my feet
and she was dragging her chair back to her desk. It
kinda pissed me off on how it seemed like I chickened
I didn’t chicken out. I repeat, I didn’t!
There is this dark thing about that girl that keeps me
frozen and a lil scared
What is this place and why is it filled with this much
“That’s Toni and you really need to steer clear of her.
She is mean. She calls me fat and stupid. I know I’m
a little big but I’m not fat. Or am I ?’ Victoria asked
with a fallen tone making it sound as though she was
trying to convince herself as we took a trip down the
stairs on my way to the address she had scribbled
down on a sheet of paper.
Well, putting it the way it should be, Victoria isn’t fat.
Let’s just say, her clothes were a bit oversized and
they still manage to hug her body like a second skin.
I’m not ‘Mean Toni’ so I’m never saying that aloud.
Whatever it is, I’m not scared of ‘mean Toni’ This
isn’t some high school story with Toni being on the
apex of the class pyramid.
To Be Continued