Corruption

THE WRITER

I am Akoto Adjei Alexander, a Christian. A product of Abetifi Presbyterian Senior High School, Abetifi-Kwahu. I am in my late 20’s and the last born of the boys my parent brought to earth. I am a fiction/scriptwriter who loves to write about nature and the realities of life. Furthermore, I do a little of Graphics Design, I do MC’ing of events somethings, a Motivational Speaker and a Relationship Talk Expert. 

ALEXANDER AKOTO ADJEI

CORRUPTION

EPISODE 34

Karl Simpson:

Foolish man, I pay you guys outrageous amounts of money and you can’t do a simple thing I instruct you to do. (slaps him again)

Accountant:

Sir, the last mail you sent me was 3days ago when you asked me to tabulate the expenditure we used in clearing our new generators at the port. Please check your mail and see who you sent the mail to because I didn’t get any message from you.

Karl Simpson:

You are very stupid Mr man, do you mean to say, I can no longer read or I don’t know how to operate the computer any longer? (punches the accountant in his face and stomach)

Accountant:

Ah, so if I am your employee does it mean I am a slave or your punching bag? You have slapped me thrice and as if that is not enough, you add punches to it that has gotten my nose broken and my mouth bleeding. There is no where in the labour law that you can raise your hands on your workers and go scot free. I am driving straight to the police station to lodge a formal complaint on the assault you have been releasing to your workers. Am I not old enough to be your father or his age mate? This nonsense has gotten to its peak and I won’t allow you to continue to transfer your aggression on any of the workers anymore.

Karl Simpson:

We are talking money and you are there talking nonsense. Have you forgotten I built that police station you are going to file your complaint? Unfortunately for you also, apart from that very police station, any other police station you go, you will be told this place is out of their jurisdiction so you try that at your own risk.

Accountant:

I will prove to you that it is not every old woman you can molest and go about free because some old women equally have abusive grandchildren. You think if your late father handled this company like this it will grow to this extent?

Karl Simpson:

Mr man, walk out of my office before you stain my expensive tiles with your blood.

Accountant:

We shall see how this whole thing ends. You think your money can control everyone on this earth erh? (walks away)

Karl Simpson:

Oh, get away from my building and let me tell you this, you have been fired so I don’t want to see you and your two left legs in my office complex again. Foolish man!!!

The accountant walks down and the other workers around see what Karl Simpson has done to his face and start to ask questions.

Chief Security:

Ah papa accountant what happened to your face?

Accountant:

See what that crazy guy up there did to my face because he claims he sent some documents to my mail and I told him I couldn’t find it in my mail and this is the end results ooo.

Secretary:

Oh, so sorry Mr accountant, please let me get the first aid kit and clean you up.

Chief Security:

No, you don’t have to do that. He must take it to the police station and lodge a formal complaint to them so that they invite him to the station for questioning. This nonsense must stop and I swear if he tries that nonsense on me erh, I will beat him like my 9year old child. He did that to the driver the other time and got away with it. He did it to the procurement officer and he got away with it. And he did it to the sales girl and got away with it. He did it to the cleaner and also got away with it. Please Mr Accountant don’t spare him this time around because we can’t tell who the next victim will be.

Secretary:

Have you forgotten he was the one who built the police station the accountant will be filing his complaint? He has those men in his pocket and I won’t be surprised if the case is rather turned against the accountant. Please sir, I will advice you to find a way to dialogue with him so you come to a compromise. I believe he will compensate you handsomely for the damage he has caused to your face.

Accountant:

I swear with my back that I have never seen before that I will not forgive him, when did Karl become a man that he goes about molesting people? I started this business with his late father when he had not even met the woman he gave birth to Karl with. Yes, I held him in my arms during his christening ceremony and today he thinks he is a man so he calls me to his office, slaps me three times then as if that is not enough, he punches me in the face to add icing to his cake. You guys are here, you will hear the news that follow as I leave this building.

Chief Security:

Mr accountant let me take some pictures for future reference because I know the police will demand for it.

Accountant:

Here, use my phone, it has a higher picture quality effect.

Chief Security:

Okay then, please when we are done, WhatsApp me with it so that we will have back-up of the pictures. You know there are viruses everywhere and it can attack your phone or memory card. Even you can misplace or lose your phone anytime.

Karl Simpson:

(elevator door rings and Cindy together with Karl steps out of it) And what are you still doing in my building? I believe you heard me say you are fired, so why are you still here? If you think I will give you a pesewa for what I did to you then you must be day dreaming because I won’t spend my hard-earned money on a fool like you anymore.

Accountant:

You assault me for no just reason and now you have the audacity to stand in front of me and call me a fool? Hahahahaha “when a child gets money, he says the elderly person is lazy”. I carried you in my hands from the hospital on the day you were born and your christening. When your late mother died mysteriously after your christening and your father wanted to dump you in the refuse dump because there was no money to take care of you, I stood in to plead on your behalf and provided food for you until things became better for your dad. It is all good…

Karl Simpson:

(cuts in) Well done Mr history teacher. Now that you are done lecturing, walk out of my building. Hey, you security man are you standing there just like that? Throw him out of my building right this moment and what are you fools also staring at? Haven’t you people closed for the day? Chief security you better lock my building up before this place is besieged by robbers. Where is that foolish driver of mine also?

Driver:

Sir please I am here.

Karl Simpson:

Get the Rolls Royce and take us to Kempinski Hotel right now.

Cindy:

(talking in her head)

Woooow, so finally I am going to get the chance to enter into this big hotel for the first time. Hmmmm, I never knew God loved me this much until today and for you Karl Simpson. I am stuck on you like super glue.

Karl Simpson:

Hellooooooo my cupcake, you have been absent minded for a while now, is everything alright?

Cindy:

(smiles) I was only admiring the fleet of cars you have parked there. I admire your sense of touch with your collections of automobiles. And I have always dreamed of riding in a Rolls Royce.

Karl Simpson:

Then today I am going to make your dream come true by giving you a ride with your dream car.

(opens the door for Cindy to enter the car)

Back at the Johnson’s Residence:

Hon. Johnson:

Ah, thank you so much my love for that palatable meal. I enjoyed every scoop of the food I put in my mouth. I used to say my mother was the best cook in the world but ever since you came into the picture you have proven to me that, you, my wife is the best cook in the whole universe.

Mrs Johnson:

Thank you for the compliment. It is every woman’s dream to see to the satisfaction and happiness of her husband. Mmmm, let me ask, are you okay with me as in, am I able to satisfy your needs?

Hon. Johnson:

(gives a surprised face)

Of course, my love, you are everything I imagined and wished for. See in my second coming to this world, I will still come for you as my wife. I love you so very much my heartbeat. (goes through his phone and sips his juice)

Mrs Johnson:

Awwwww, so romantic, I am the most luckiest woman on earth to have you as my husband and I won’t think twice in killing any woman or lady who comes close to you for any affair.

Hon. Johnson:

(spills the juice in his mouth hearing what his wife just said) Hey, do you have that kind of heart to kill your fellow being?

Mrs Johnson:

My dear, anything I see as a form of threat to my life, beautiful marriage or happiness, I will clear it off without thinking twice. You know how I have suffered because of you and now that I am enjoying the seed of my labour, a lady from no where will come and be sharing with me. That person is as good as dead because that is what I will do to her.

Hon. Johnson:

(swallows his saliva in a hard way) Honey, please did you answer any call on my phone earlier on?

Mrs Johnson:

Oh yes, I did but the person was not talking so I hanged up and the person didn’t call back.

Hon. Johnson:

(wipes his sweating forehead) Ah, I have told this extension officer to buy himself a new phone always but he has refused. When he calls you, you have to scream on top of your voice before he can hear you and when he is talking too, you have to strain your ears before you can hear what he is saying. Bae, I will be in my study and have the girls finished their homework? (walks to his study)

Mrs Johnson:

Yes, they are done with their homework. The butterfly thinks himself a bird.

Hon. Johnson:

(turns back) Honey did say anything?

Mrs Johnson:

No, my dear, you don’t look okay, is everything alright?

Hon. Johnson:

I think I over fed myself, I will be in my study going through some files, when you are ready for bed alert me so I join you and tell the kids I love them before they go to bed.

Mrs Johnson:

Ah Marvin, sometimes you surprise me a lot. You hardly stay in this house with us, today too that you are home, you expect me to convey your “I love you” message to the girls? Please go and put them to sleep yourself because I can’t do that, are you the only government appointee in this country?

Hon. Johnson:

Your majesty, please I have heard you and I will do as you say. I can’t stand the rage of you women this evening.

At the Police Station:

Accountant:

Good evening madam police officer.

Police Officer:

Hello sir, please what happened to you?

Accountant:

I was brutally assaulted by my employer for no just reason. So, I am here to lodge a formal complaint so you give me a medical form to the hospital.

Police Officer: This is preposterous sir, I will first take down your statement, then I will give you a medical form to take to the hospital. After you have been taken care of, you will come back here for us to go together and arrest him before the law takes its course. Do you wish to write your own statement or you would like me to write it for you?

Accountant:

I am okay with you writing the statement for me officer because I am so angry and filled with rage. Can we please start with the statement writing?

Police Officer:

Very well then sir, please what is the name of your employer?

Accountant:

His name is Karl Simpson.

Police Officer:

Sir, please did you say Karl Simpson? The Chief Executive Officer of Karl Simpson Plants and Solar Energy?

Accountant:

You are very right madam police.

Police Officer:

(drops her pen) Sorry sir, I am afraid I can’t be of help to you. I am very sorry.

Accountant:

What do you mean by telling me you can’t be of help to me? Is Karl Simpson above the law?

Police Officer:

Sir, he is the person who built this police station. If I make a mistake and write this very statement, my transfer letter will be ready in the next 30minutes to a remote village.

Accountant:

(raises his voice)

This is highly unacceptable, so because he built this place he can assault and brutalise anyone and go scot free erh?

Police Officer:

Sir, please this is a police station, making of noise here is prohibited. If you want any assistance, I can direct you to the station master’s office, so that he addresses the matter for you.

Station Master:

(walks out from his office) Sergeant Bawah what is all this noise I am hearing in the charge office?

Police Officer:

Sorry chief, it’s this man who came here lodge a compliant and I…

Station Master:

(cuts in) Oh my goodness, what happened to you sir? Who did this to you? Please talk to me sir, whoever did this to you must face the full rigors of the law.

Accountant:

God bless you sir for this kind words, I have been trying to tell this police officer to just write my statement down.

Station Officer: And what were you waiting for before you write the man’s statement Sergeant Bawah? Can’t you see he needs medical attention?

Police Officer:

Sir, the problem is not about me writing his statement but the problem is with the accused.

Station Officer:

Are you aware nobody is above the law?

Accountant:

Please tell her for me, in case she has forgotten that phrase in the constitution of this country.

Police Office:

Sir, the plaintiff happens to be Karl Simpson.

Station Officer:

Do you mean the Karl Simpson we all know? The Karl Simpson who built this police station?

Police Officer:

Exactly so sir, that is why I have been having a scuffle with him concerning the statement.

Station Officer:

Mmmm, I am very sorry but there is nothing we can do to assist you. I would advise you to drive to the nearest hospital for medical attention because you are losing too much blood.

Accountant:

So, what is happening right now in this country? Does it mean if you are not influential in this country then justice can’t be served to you, oooo what a shame!!!

At Kempenski Hotel:

Cindy:

Woooow, I enjoyed the meal so very much.

Karl Simpson:

I knew you will enjoy it. The meal was specifically prepared by chef Macron. I made the reservation shortly after we spoke on phone, so if you will take a look around, we are the only people here. This is where the President dines when he comes here for his lunch or supper with some special dignitaries.

Cindy:

Is that so? Then I am really a lucky person to find myself here.

Karl Simpson:

No count yourself lucky meeting me, with me you are up here and without me you are down there and you might remain there for the rest of your life. Would you like to see my private suite?

Cindy:

It would be my pleasure, Mr Simpson.

Karl Simpson: Hey cut the formalities, you can simply call me Karl. I am just okay with that, now let us move to my private suite.

At the Presidency:

On Phone:

President R. Mensah:

Who is on the line please?

Caller:

You can call me the whistle blower or the patriotic citizen.

President R. Mensah:

Oh okay Mr whistle blower, please how may I be of help to you?

Caller:

Your Excellency, I should rather be saying that to you. I have been following your track records and I must confess you are doing a great job but some people you have around you are derailing you from the rail lines.

President R. Mensah:

Can you elaborate much on your statement because it is not clear to me and don’t worry this is a very secured line so there is no cause for alarm.

Caller:

Your Excellency, are you alone in your office?

President R. Mensah:

Yes of course, can you please go straight to the point because I need to be somewhere else…….

 

Corruption Corner

1. Who could this whistle blower be and what information could he or she be carrying?
2. Will the accountant be able to get justice served to him as the police officers are already taking sides?

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