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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 58) Final Episode

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 58) Final Episode

Kate’s return to tropical Akwa-Ibom was a bittersweet one. Deji saw her off to the airport and she continued the rest of the journey on her own, even though he had offered to accompany her. She spent the flight wondering what new strange chapter in her life she was about to enter. Returning to Akwa-Ibom…

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 56)

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 56)

Kate, in the company of Deji, had just walked her siblings down to their school gates, and was on her way back home to fix breakfast for her mother when her phone buzzed in her pocket. She dug into the pocket and frowned at the number on the screen. It was an unfamiliar one. “Well,…

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 55)

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 55)

Lagos had welcomed Kate back with open arms, like a truly long lost prodigal daughter. The moment she stepped out of the airport, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Her nostrils were immediately assaulted with the lingering odours of vehicle exhaust peculiar to the Lagos atmosphere. She smiled as the smell brought…

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The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 52)

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The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 52)

There was a deathly silence in Barrister Bishop Ekanem’s office for a few shocked moments. Chris could literally hear his heart thumping against his ribcage as the lawyer pressed Kate closer against his body and cruelly dug the gun into the side of her neck, eliciting a gasp from her. The armed policemen had immediately…

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The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 51)

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The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 51)

Kate’s jaw dropped and her head whirled as the implication of Idara’s greeting sunk into her brain. Hi, dad… She turned and threw a wild look in Chris’s direction and he nodded grimly, in answer to the silent question in her eyes. “Oh my God!” Kate’s jaw was refusing to move back upwards, so she…

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 50)

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 50)

“Kate, are you okay?” The look of utter shock on Kate’s face had startled Deji. He examined her carefully as he gently ran his palms down her arms. He could feel goose bumps. She seemed uninjured, but the blank look on her face scared him. “What’s wrong? Are you hurt? Is there…” Kate turned to…

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 49)

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 49)

As the echoes of the loud shots rolled through the chilled waiting lounge of Barrister Ekanem’s office, everyone in the small space stood in a frozen tableau. For a moment, it seemed like someone had hit the pause button on a universal remote control. Kate found herself unable to move a muscle even as her…

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 47)

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 47)

“I said Deji might be clingy, but at least he’s honest.” Kate repeated, defiant. Chris stared at her, the look in his eyes a mixture of anger, surprise and surprisingly, amusement. He raised an eyebrow, and then focused his gaze over Kate’s shoulder. “Well, I’m only slightly insulted you just implied I’m dishonest, but I’ll…

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 46)

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 46)

With morning came new strength and conviction. Kate woke up physically refreshed and roused Deji by throwing a pillow at his head. “Wake up sleepyhead. I have a few places to go to this morning and if you want to come along, you need to get ready. First, I need to see Edikan, then I…

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 45)

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 45)

The late Chief’s lawyer kept up a droning conversation about how shocked he was to hear about Idara and the dangers of letting paid workers into one’s personal space, but Kate Udoh was only half-listening. The lawyer’s statement about the hidden cameras was still roiling around in her head. All this talk of hidden cameras……

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 44)

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 44)

It took a lot of self-control for Kate not to run out after Chris when he nodded at her and left her room. Imoh followed him, still loudly disagreeing with Chris’s decision to go to the police station and interrogate Idara himself. When the bedroom door banged shut behind them, Kate jumped. The noise had…

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 43)

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 43)

Kate Udoh felt like her head was going to explode. There were too many things happening at once, and she was yet to understand a few of them. One minute Edikan was being rushed to the hospital, in danger of death from a poisoned that had been meant for Kate herself, and the next, there…

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 42)

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 42)

After Edikan Itah took a sip of the poisoned coffee, chaos ensued. Chris had immediately grabbed the mug and thrown it against a wall, where it shattered. Its brown stain trickled downwards, looking like old spilled blood in the bright light fixtures coming from the bedroom ceiling. Edikan was immediately rushed to the bathroom and…

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 41)

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 41)

Still unaware of how the dangerous situation with Kate had bloomed into an even bigger issue, Chris Umoren and Imoh Itah were still trying to thrash out their own personal issues in the room tow doors away. Imoh had been watching Chris with a sly smile and when he final segued into a new subject,…

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 40)

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 40)

The smell of the coffee seemed to invigorate Kate. She postponed the actual pleasure of downing the brew itself, inhaling the fragrant fumes that wafted in her directly as she fell to her work with renewed gusto. Words flew from her fingertips, the article meant for the online magazine spooling out before her with little…

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 39)

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 39)

Unaware of what was happening two doors away and of just how close Kate was to downing the same coffee that had killed her father, Chris Umoren and Imoh Itah brainstormed quietly on how to handle the new information. “I already called Barrister Ekanem on my way here.” Imoh said. “Told him everything, about the…

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 38)

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 38)

When Kate reached her room, she debated within herself, wondering what her next move was. She was a bit disoriented from all the emotional blows that kept coming her way. It seemed surreal that so much had happened to her within just a matter of days. She sighed and rubbed her aching head as she…

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 37)

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 37)

Kate was reeling from the sudden realization of just how blind she may have been. From the moment she had stepped into the Itah mansion, Idara, the house manager, had been the first person who had welcomed her. There had been no reason to suspect the young lady harboured any negative feelings towards her until…

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 36)

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 36)

“What you saw was a kiss, yes. But I wasn’t kissing Idara… she was kissing me.” There was a slight echo in Chris’s room, possibly because it was only sparsely furnished. His voice was clear and strong, but when the words at the tail end of his sentence bounced back to Kate’s ears, to her,…

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 35)

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[Story] The Prodigal Daughter (Episode 35)

Imoh Itah manoeuvred the Honda he was driving through the traffic on the Uyo roads, sweat running down his face, like that of the proverbial Christmas goat. He looked very different from the calm, dapper head-turner that had left his home that morning. His inner shirt was sweat-soaked, there were creases on his blazer and…

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