The Wailing Entity Episode 9 is wailing now…
AARON ANSAH-AGYEMAN
SPIRITS
THE WAILING ENTITY
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EPISODE 9
It was a fine day.
Ledi had had a calm sleep, for once, and when he woke up the sun was filtering in through the blinds…and the spirit was lying on the bed with him.
Ledi Pedi sat up with a grunt and scowled darkly.
“Hey, what the heck is the matter with you?” he said grimly. “Get the heck off my damn bed!”
“Hey, take it easy!” the spirit of Ebo Sintim said. “I just –”
“You just nothing!” Ledi said and kicked out angrily, and his foot kicked the spirit off the bed. “I don’t share my bed with ghosts, man! I promised to help you, but that doesn’t mean you should be hovering around me!”
“Oh, my time is short, Pastor Pedi,” Sintim said. “I can feel it. You’re right, my anger and urge for vindictive vengeance is depriving me of a good place for my soul. Please, if you must, let’s do this quickly before I perish, please!”
“I don’t want to see you now, buddy!” Ledi said, his voice uncompromising. “I’m going to take a shower and dump, and a whole lot of stuff people do in the morning. Get the heck out of my sight. When I’m done we’ll take a ride to see Kofi.”
“Thank you!” Ebo Sintim said, excited. “Thank you, thank you!”
He floated backwards towards the wall, and then he disappeared through the wall, and when Ledi stood up from the bed and made to enter the bathroom, the spirit poked its head through the wall.
“That thing is too big,” Sintim said.
Standing naked, Ledi scowled at the intrusive spirit.
“What thing?”
“That thing, your thing, there in front of you!” Sintim said. “It too huge, Pastor. Why? You can hurt some girls with that!”
Ledi furiously picked up a pillow and hurled it, and the spirit retreated hurriedly, and his wailing laughter echoed throughout the building.
Almost an hour later, Ledi Pedi came out of his luxurious house.
He was clean-shaven and looking presentable and nice for a change. He had eaten a hefty breakfast. Dressed in black slacks white shirt and expensive shoes, he cut a very elegant figure as he strolled toward one of his cars, a huge black Hummer.
A few minutes later he was on his private stretch of road leading to town.
He selected a Lovers’ Rock Reggae album on his state-of-the-art player, and a moment later the car was booming with the bassline.
Ebo Sintim floated through the windscreen of the car and settled comfortably on the passenger seat.
“You fornicate, consume alcohol, listen to vulgar music,” Ebo said in his wailing spirit voice. “What kind of pastor are you?”
“Fuck off!” Ledi said without turning his head. “You talk too much! No wonder you’re dead!”
The moment the words came out of his mouth he knew they sounded cruel and horrible, and he cast a sudden look of remorse at the spirit. Sintim was looking at him with such an expression of sadness that Ledi sighed deeply.
“Sorry, buddy,” he said softly. “I didn’t mean it to come out like that. Sorry, okay?”
“That’s okay,” Ebo said, and he sounded sad.
“And where can we find Kofi?” Ledi asked quickly as he joined the early morning rush traffic.
“Esi’s cousin is getting engaged today,” Ebo said, still not happy. “Esi and Kofi will be there.”
“That’s definitely not good,” Ledi said.
“Why?” the entity asked with a sharp angry sound in his voice.
“An engagement, dude, somebody’s happy day,” Ledi said patiently. “We can’t just bust in there and throw everything into confusion.”
“So we can wait,” Ebo said earnestly. “When the engagement is over, we can get together then.”
“Fair enough,” Ledi said. “I ain’t got much planned for today anyway. Listen dude, I’ve been thinking about your story, buddy, and I see some holes in it now. Deep holes.”
“What are you talking about?” Ebo asked, looking at Ledi sharply with an angry expression.
“Hold up, and don’t get your ire up,” Ledi said. “Let’s take it slow, from the top. So you landed a terrific foreign publishing deal worth millions of cedis. You pay the money into a joint account with your girlfriend, and gave the pay-in-slip to your friend to give to your girlfriend. Correct so far?”
“Yes, Pastor,” Ebo said.
“Good,” Ledi said. “So this friend of yours, seeing all that money, decides to poison you and woo your girlfriend. Now, let’s suppose that was the case. Where do you suppose Kofi got the poison to lace your food with that afternoon?”
“You don’t understand,” Ebo said softly. “Kofi is like the brother I never had. We did everything together. He is a lawyer, you know, and he was my lawyer. He negotiated my contract with the American publisher, and he was with me every step of the way. Kofi knew I was going to get the cheque that day, and he knew it was going to be deposited in our joint account. He was prepared, and he acted as soon as we paid in the cheque.”
“Well then, that settles it, I guess,” Ledi said thoughtfully.
Ebo directed him to Esi’s family house where the engagement was taking place.
It was a huge, white, squat building with a big forecourt.
Many cars were parked outside when Ledi cruised slowly into the car park, found a spot and killed the engine. He sighed deeply, and then he got out. Some ushers in an all-white affair gave him a single sheet nicely-typed programme print out, pinned a white and purple synthetic flower to his lapel, and then directed him to the yard.
The forecourt was nicely decorated with flowers, coloured ribbons and beautiful trimmings.
There were huge white canopies. There was a main bridal table, and the other tables were arranged under the canopies. The tables and chairs were draped in white and purple cloth.
The whole atmosphere was a serene one indeed.
There were a lot of nicely-dressed people around, most of them in the engagement colours of white and lemon green.
Ledi smiled sardonically at this flaunting of opulence. This was the engagement, and he wondered what they would do when the wedding rolled by eventually.
There was a cool gentle local song playing, the sound emanating from the speakers at vantage points of the yard.
And of course the spirits had come to party!
Spirits and demons, floating around, attached to sinful human beings. Demons that looked as terrifying as they were vindictive. Ledi only saw a couple of people shrouded in the divine protective force-field. All the rest were grossly vulnerable, and yet they didn’t know it.
Ledi Pedi took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket and slipped them on. It was a trick he had learned after his family died. The glasses were very dark, and through it he could look at the demons and spirits without them noticing.
They could be absolutely murderous, especially the spirits, when they saw that someone was looking at them.
As Ledi looked for a place to sit he heard a grating, harsh and unpleasant growl from his left, and he turned his head slowly.
It was Ebo, and he was wailing again, his face filled with that terrible hatred and vindictive terror again. Without warning Ebo’s spirit shot forward at fast speed, now wailing terribly, and when Ledi saw where Ebo’s spirit was headed, his heart sank.
Under two canopies away, Ledi saw that Pastor Portuphy and Kofi’s mother were sitting with a group of distinguished people.
And, sitting directly behind the pastor, were Kofi and Esi.
They were holding hands and smiling lovingly into each other’s eyes.
It was this sight that had triggered the wrath and jealousy of Ebo Sintim, and made him rush at the couple.
“Oh, you stinking bastard!” Ledi Pedi growled. “What the hell do you think you’re doing? You said this would be played cool!”
Face screwed with anger, Ledi walked quickly toward Kofi and Esi.
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