THE SECOND SIGHT
The beautiful woman with the long lovely legs approached the huge glass doors of Dash Systems, one of the biggest IT companies in the country.
People stared at her as she greeted the receptionist in the foyer and turned toward the elevator banks. She headed for the Executive Elevator, the one reserved for only the highest-ranking executives of the Company.
She entered and pressed the button for the tenth floor.
The doors began to close, but a tall man in the reception area wearing an expensive blue suit rushed toward the elevator, stuck in his arm to reverse the closing doors, and then he stepped inside the elevator quickly.
He smiled at the woman as he turned to face her.
“Good morning, Nicole,” he said with a broad smile.
“Good morning, David,” she replied politely with a smile on her own.
David Yeboah was the Deputy Vice President of the Company.
Dapper, handsome, smart and a strong Christian, he was the most ideal of husband material for most women. When Nicole Anderson was transferred from the Portville Branch to the Headquarters in Accra, he had been besotted with her from the onset, but five months down the line, try as hard as he could, he still hadn’t been able to get more than the cursory interest from her.
That had not deterred him from pursuing her, though.
She was a hardworking executive, and everyone liked her, and the bosses were more than satisfied with her output. He had always wondered why she had erected that barrier around her, and he always sought for ways to get into her heart and knock those barriers down. His feelings for here had grown in leaps, and he was beginning to get a bit desperate.
His office was on the tenth floor too, and so he didn’t press any of the buttons.
“Dinner this evening, Nicole?” David asked with a persuasive smile. “I’ve forgotten the number of times I’ve asked you to dine with me, and on each occasion, you’ve found a good reason to turn me down. I’m hoping today will be my lucky day.”
She smiled at him, but there was a sad smile on her face for a moment, and she quickly looked away from him. He wanted to press forward, but suddenly an inner voice told him to lay off.
The lift stopped on the tenth floor and the doors dinged open.
David allowed her to step out first, and then he followed her into the wide, well-lit corridor on the Executive Floor. As they walked along, they came to her office first. Nicole’s secretary was just coming out of the door, and she smiled at both of them and greeted.
“I’ll see you around then, Nicole,” David said expectantly. “With the mind that we’re having dinner.”
She nodded, moved forward a step, then she stopped and turned to him.
“Would you mind coming into my office for a moment, Dave?” she asked with a little smile, and he beamed immediately, turned around and followed her inside.
They walked through the secretary’s nice area, and entered Nicole’s beautiful office. Replete with a sitting area, a resting room and all the modern features of a first-class office, it was almost like a piece of art.
Nicole set her handbag down on a glass-topped little table in the sitting area.
She stood for a while listening to the news on the television about the mysterious death of a nurse in a hospital, and then she picked up the remote and muted the television.
She sat down on the comfortable sofa and patted the space by her side, and an elated David sat down, turning slightly towards her with his heart pounding and an expectant little smile on his face.
Could this be the day he heard wonderful news from Nicole Anderson? Was she finally going to give him her heart and make him the happiest man on earth? His heart was pounding so loudly that he was scared for a moment that she would hear it.
She reached out and took his right hand, looking straight into his eyes.
“Dave, you’re a most wonderful man,” she said gently. “You’re kind, you’re honest and, most importantly, you have a heart of gold.”
He smiled, and it was tinged with sadness. Suddenly he understood; she was madly in love with someone else, and all this was just a gentle put down.
“There’s someone else,” he stated softly, appalled by the sudden flash of pain in his heart and the momentary flash of anxiety and dizziness he felt.
“I lost him almost a year ago,” she said, and he was shocked to see sudden tears lurking in her eyes.
“Goodness!” he explained, shocked, and she looked up and shook her head.
“Oh, no, he’s alive,” she said with a desperate and perplexed sigh. “He just…decided to leave me.”
“Wow,” he said with a chuckle, his spirits suddenly buoyant again as he imagined filling a void that was not so deep. “Left you? He must have been out of his mind! What man in his right senses would jilt a woman like you, Nicole?”
She smiled quite charmingly again, although the sadness still remained etched on her face and her tears still shimmered in those lovely eyes.
“On the contrary, he was of very sound mind, too sound, I daresay,” she said. “He thought he was saving me, you know. It was under very…very unusual circumstances, I must say. My mind understood him, you know, but my heart just wouldn’t listen to my mind. He left without saying goodbye, and I’ve not known a sound sleep since, because I love him so much, so very much, Dave, and I hope you understand. He used to be in Accra, and I believe he’s still out there somewhere.”
His eyes narrowed.
“Is that why you wanted a transfer to Accra so badly?” he asked softly, and felt a sudden pang of disappointment, and a dose of pity for her.
Now he understood her quiet moods and that little-girl-lost look in her eyes sometimes. He understood a lot of things about her, especially why she kept to herself and that coiled tension in her sometimes, that look of helplessness on some days when it seemed she had to physically pull herself out of a lurch to move on.
“Yes, Dave, just to be close to him,” she said sadly, and this time her voice shook, and her tears threatened to spill. “So, you see, it’s not like I haven’t noticed your interest in me, or that I don’t appreciate it. Quite frankly, I appreciate you a lot. It is simply that my heart is so filled up, Dave, and there’s no space left.
I don’t know how long it will take, but I’m waiting for him. I’ll always wait for him. It is not good to keep you in suspense, you know, to give you hope where there is none. For as long as I live, he’ll be the only one for me, the only man I love and crave. Please, forgive me if I have caused you any undue pain.”
David sighed with a pain he tried to suppress, and then he clasped her hand tightly, grateful for her honesty, and feeling her painful helplessness and dejection too.
“Thank you, Nicole, for being honest with me,” he said sadly. “I see the love in you. Wow! How I wish someone will love me as much as you love him, whoever he is. No reason could’ve kept me from a love as precious as yours, and I still believe he’s a fool to leave you.”
She smiled, and her tears trickled down her cheeks unheeded.
“He left me because he loved me too much, ironically,” she murmured.
“Must have been a very incredible reason to make him do that,” he said.
“Believe me, it was, at least to him, but not to me,” she said tremulously. “I love him, and nothing is going to keep me away from him, although he foolishly believes otherwise. But he’s out there, Dave. I feel him so strongly nowadays. He’s out there, quite near, and I’m waiting for him.”
“And you wouldn’t mind sharing whatever reason he had for leaving you with me, would you?”
She smiled and touched his cheek gently, and then she shook her head and stood up, going straight to the inner bathroom.
David Yeboah stood up, feeling so sorry for her, and feeling a little inadequate.
When she came back her makeup was freshened, and she looked as beautiful and composed as ever.
He walked up to her and hugged her gently, in a friendly way.
“You’ll be fine, Nicole,” he said. “You’ll find him.”
She nodded with a brave little smile.
They spoke for a while, and then he left the office.
Nicole Anderson walked to the window and pulled the rope that parted the blinds.
She stood staring out across the incredible view of the city.
She threw back her head and shut her eyes tightly.
“Oh, Yaw, Yaw, Yaw!” she whispered, her lips trembling. “You’re hurting me, Yaw! I can’t take this anymore…I simply can’t go through this pain! Where are you, my love? You’re killing me, Yaw! I miss you so much, my love! Just come to me. Let’s face this together! What’s the use of sparing me the agonies and horrors of your call when I die a little every second you’re not by my side, Yaw Boat?”
Way above her, on the roof of the building, a huge white crow suddenly landed, and its eyes glowed a horrible red!
A moment later another crow joined it, then another, and another…and very soon the whole roof of the building was filled with a lot of strange white crows with glowing red eyes, perching silently.
It was a most horrifying sight to behold, but luckily there was no human on the roof at that particular time of the day to witness it.
John Ainooson was in love, really in love!
He had never expected something like this to ever happen to him, no, not ever. He had been too much in love with his life and his sweet bachelor status to bother with that unnecessary emotion termed love. Indeed, he was rich, young, and handsome. Life had been too good and too full of ecstasy for him to tie himself down with one woman!
He loved all categories of women, and revelled in their company. He had numerous bed mates; steady ones and fast on-the-spot ones. He was a self-made millionaire, and he aimed to enjoy life to the fullest point he could stretch it to.
School had been a most arduous venture for him, and not surprisingly he had been almost last in each exam, much to his father’s disgust. He had been the last of five children. He had two brothers and two sisters who had always been great in the academics, earning the trust of their father, who was a Branch Manager of a bank.
John had struggled through elementary school and had later failed his Ordinary Levels examination miserably. He had lost his mother around the same time. His mother had always protected him from his tyrant of a father and bullying from his siblings.
After the burial of his mother, John’s life had been a living hell in the house because his father and his siblings could not – or would not – tolerate his ‘block-headedness.’ To his father he was a great disappointment, an object of ridicule.
His father had financed his four elder children through various stages of education and left John to stagger on in life. John had been doing odd jobs around – shoe-mender, truck-pusher, factory hand, concrete-carrier – just to survive.
One day he had heard a man speaking on phone. The man had been a building contractor. He was building a new edifice and John had been a labourer of sorts on the building site. He had heard the man explaining the dynamics of the stock market to another man on the phone.
As John mixed the concrete, he listened to the man, and everything the man said had been as clear as spring water to John! He was amazed at how the whole dynamics of the stock movements seemed like a jigsaw puzzle he could solve with his eyes closed!
He had been so excited!
And so he took his few savings and entered the stock market, and in just three months he doubled his stake! He placed odds and shuffled numbers like a magician! He was fairly uneducated, but this was his field, his calling!
John called the numbers, and his stakes began to pile up!
The shakers and movers in the industry slowly began to notice him. Secretly they played his investment spreads without him being aware, and relied on his forecasts. Soon an old investment planner on the edge of bankruptcy had approached him and offered John a position in his failing investment company.
John didn’t go in for wages, but he went in as a sole player with a sixty percent take on all profits he helped bring in.
He was in his elements, and he played it like a boss!
Very soon the company’s client base grew, and all customers wanted to be served by John Ainooson. And then, it had happened!
His acumen in investment had been nothing short of the touch of a genius. He had spread his stakes, entering fields of endeavour many had feared to tread…and he had scored big!
His father and his siblings had watched with humbled shame as he made his mark, and his wealth had grown, bigger than any of them would have imagined.
Now they were the stooges…his stooges!
He was their provider now, and they ate out of his hands. He took care of them and their families, and he loved to see the shame in the depths of their eyes anytime he did them a favour, especially his father.
His only regret was that his dear mother had not been around to see him prosper.
But that was it.
He was a wealthy man now, and his homes were mansions. He had built homes in all regions of the country.
Life was full for him, and he was living it to the full…until he met her!
The woman called Elaine!
The most beautiful, exquisite woman he had ever seen!
She had literally arrived on his doorstep!
He had a new, luxurious cabin in the Portville woods, built purposefully to escape to when he was in the mood for a sweet weekend with a submissive woman.
The cabin was yet to be used. It was located near a river. It had been quite expensive to buy the location and to build the cabin, one of the most luxurious properties around! The cabin itself was a sprawling beautiful building, replete with the most modern of all facilities!
When it was ready, John took three high-class women to the cabin to celebrate. He had been feeling so much in the mood for some hard loving, and when the girls came out of his Lexus and saw the incredibly-beautiful edifice, they had screamed and rushed inside.
And then a most amazing thing had happened!
It had started raining suddenly.
The sky had darkened rather ominously, and suddenly a powerful, cold rain started to hammer down!
As John and the girls run for the shelter of the cabin, he had seen her!
She had been standing at the northern tip of the cabin, near the edge of the river!
She had been wearing a white dress that stopped just short of her knees.
No one was supposed to be on his property! It was a private place, bought with hard cash, and the sight of her had infuriated him.
Disregarding the sleeting rain, he had walked purposefully towards her, meaning to drive her off his property.
Five paces from her and she had turned to face him.
She was wet through, and her breasts and nipples were outlined in the dress.
She was simply the most exquisite woman he had ever seen.
And she had fixed him with her beautiful eyes and spoken softly.
“Get rid of the girls. I’m staying here with you.”
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