Author: Phylix Chika

Go back to Don’t Cry #12 B “What the hell…” Segun whispered in shock when he saw the images of his wife. He and Florence had finally untangled themselves, and the last thing he had expected to see upon returning to his workstation was several…

Go back to #11 A When Lara received the call from her tormentor and kidnapper of her daughter, she told herself that she was ready to do whatever was necessary to get her daughter back. When the call had ended with instructions telling her to…

Go back to #10 B Something told Segun that he shouldn’t have done what he had done, but whatever it was didn’t have enough grounds to exist. Something else told Segun that it was about time he did what he had done, and he was…

Go back to #9 A Lara was almost out the door when a voice reminded her of the presence of two other souls in the house. “This one you’re wearing trench coat this hot afternoon, wetin do you?” Mercy’s voice, made gravelly by drinking and…

Go back to #8 X He felt amazing! He couldn’t believe that he had gotten away with what he did. And yet… here he was! He wished he could see the look on Lara’s face when she saw what was inside, but there was no…

Go back to #7 A Lara wandered around the house aimlessly from one room to the other. Surely there were only enough tears to spill before she passed out from dehydration. She could definitely hydrate herself again, and just a little bit of wine would…

Go back to #6 X Oh, how he wished so hard. He really wished it were so, but he dared not let the thought linger for too long. He had a job to do, and he planned on doing it as efficiently as possible. But…

Read #5 here B Segun downed the sixth shot of gin and gently placed the shot glass on the bar. He signalled to the bartender to pour another shot for him and looked around Oshe’s. Not many people were privy to how things got to…

Read #4 here C The nice uncle came into the house and told her they were going to play a game. It was hide and seek, and mummy and daddy were going to play it with him and her. The plan was to go and…

Read Don’t Cry #3 here   A Lara felt spent. She had taken deep breaths. She had wrung her hair. She had chewed her nails. She had tried sitting down, and when that didn’t work she had tried pacing around. Nothing to stem the panic…