“Hello, boss,” Ahmed responded.
“Ahmed, what is the situation outside the television station.”
“The youths are protesting peacefully, but if nothing happens quickly, there may be a stampede.”
“Okay. I'm on my way.”
“How? What do you mean, boss?”
Meanwhile, Ken had already cut the call before Ahmed's question. He wanted to be sure that he heard him right, and how he intended to get there under that circumstances. Then, he made a call to his underground security guards, and instructed them to be on alert.
At that instance, the chairman saw the breaking news, and was disturbed. Then, he gave the General Manager a call immediately. His call could not get through because he was on call with the traditional ruler of his town, who called to congratulate him for his appearance. When the Chairman was unable to get through, he concluded that the General Manager had left the station, and was resting in his house. For that, he did not bother to call him again because he did not wish to disturb his sleep.
Now, Ken gave the Chairman a call at once and informed him about things.
“That is serious. I thought he had left the station.”
“No, Mr. Morris.”
“What are you planning to do?”
“I have sent for the pilot. He will come and pick me with the helicopter, so we can go to the station together.”
“That's all right.”
In less than ten minutes, Ken and the pilot were at the television station. When Ahmed saw the helicopter, he recognized it and muttered.
'No wonder, he said he was on his way'.
Now, the youths who were close to the gate recorded all that happened and sent to the internet.
When Ken got out of the helicopter, they recorded. When Gabriel was holding his wife and getting into the helicopter, they recorded. They all boarded the helicopter and left, and they recorded.
The television station also recorded and aired their departure, which was also to their credit and relief.
BREAKING NEWS: The General Manager of the Cherry Fields Oil and Gas Group left THE FEDERAL TELEVISION AUTHORITY station safe and sound.
They did that to divert the youths' attention to the organization’s complex. With that, the protesters began to disperse and decided to shift their protest to the Industrial Area, but they were disappointed. They could not cross five kilometers to the RA or IA. Ahmed's secret security guards had surfaced and chased them away with tear gas.
Now, the netizens began to tweet and retweet.
“So this woman truly displaced the presenter?”
“This woman is not joking with her husband.”
“I like this woman.”
“God give me a wife that can protect me like the General Manager's wife.”
“She must have chased the presenter away like a dog.”
“That presenter is evil. She killed my husband.”
At the Residential Area
The helicopter landed at the Residential Area, and they all got down before the Chairman who was standing on the verandah of his lounge and smiling. He had been following the event, especially all the remarks about the General Manager and his wife.
“Husband Protector. Thank you for going with him.” he joked when he saw Naomi, and she was bashful. Everyone laughed and he continued.
“Thank you, Ken, for being proactive.”
“You are welcome, Mr. Morris.”
Then, he turned to the General Manager and said, “Gabriel, you did very well at the television stations.”
“I’m delighted to hear that, Mr. Morris.”
“In a few days, you will rest. Thank you.”
“You are welcome, Mr. Morris. I will do my best.”
Then, the Chairman turned to Victor and said.
“You're a very intelligent and promising youth. I'm very proud of you. Don't be distracted by the envy of other youths.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“Gabriel, you can take a rest.”
“All right, Mr. Morris. I will rest.”
As soon as the General Manager and his wife left, Mr. Morris turned to Ken, the CSO, and Ahmed and said, “Let's meet here by 4 pm.”
“It is noted,” they responded simultaneously.
When the General Manager and his wife got to their apartment, their children, who only watched their father when he was on air and switched over to another channel, welcomed them. As far as they were concerned, their parents were on their way back and indeed, they were back.
Nevertheless, Ahmed took the Vice Chairman's official car and drove Victor back to the Grand Crest Luxury, followed by Edwin. They spent some time with the youngsters who he wished to see some changes in, especially the person who was looking pale. He was a bit different, but not to his satisfaction. So, he decided to investigate him one on one.
“You,” he called out, and looked at the boy in question, who was seated a few seats away from him at the Platinum Restaurant while they waited for lunch. The other boys looked up, but he focused on the one he had in mind. When the boy's attention was on him, he said, “Yes, come here.”
That was a moment which none of them wished to encounter, and they were scarred because they thought that the boy had committed any offense, which may affect all of them. All the same, the boy walked clumsily to him.
“How are you?”
“I'm fine,” the boy responded with fear written all over him.
“What is your name?”
“My name is Jordan Kediri.”
“I see. How old are you?”
“Twenty years.”
Ahmed was shocked because he looked so small for his age. He refused to show it because he did not wish to embarrass him. Then, he looked at Edwin, who was also puzzled. Then, he turned to the boy and continued.
“I hope you have been taking your drugs?”
The boy bent his head and looked at his hands. Now, many thoughts began to go on in the minds of the other youngsters.
'This boy must be joking with fire.'
'What is this supposed to mean?'
'If I slap this boy, he will just vanish.'
Now, Ahmed looked sternly at the boy, while everyone was apprehensive, including Victor who did not know Ahmed very well, but he knew he was someone that should not be joked with. He remembered that he was the person who displaced the lady presenter at the television station, and he wondered what to do at that moment.
'This brat deserved to be slapped. After all the instructions yesterday, he was still found wanting.' Victor mumbled to himself and looked on. Now, he had prepared himself for whatever may be the outcome. Then, Ahmed continued, “Why didn't you take the drugs?”
“Because I was not sick,” the boy responded, and that was a candid response. As far as Jordan Kediri was concerned, the city people were ridiculous. How could one take drugs when he is healthy? He was one of those who felt they should have been allowed to carry their bags by themselves. To him, the ways of the city people were moronic.
However, Ahmed had enough patience for him as he followed him gently. He only smiled and asked, “Where are the drugs?”
The boy simply put his right hand in his short and brought out the drugs which were packed in a small shopping bag and handed over the drugs to Ahmed, who collected them. Furthermore, he administered them to him by handing the required dosage for the day as it was written on the packs to the boy. Now, he had no excuse.
“Take this. Use that bottle of water on the table.”
The boy collected the drugs, he turned around and saw a bottle of water on the table behind him and used it to take his drugs.
“You can go back to your seat.”
“Thank you sir,” the boy said, and walked back to his seat. Then, Ahmed looked at Victor and instructed.
“Ensure that he takes his drugs. As a matter of fact, they should take their drugs. They don't need to be ill before taking the drugs."
“All right, Ahmed.”
Then, he continued, “The drugs are supplements that contain vitamins and minerals. They will help their body to develop and function well because they give energy as well. You need energy to play well on Monday.”