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    Richards ugochukwu
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    She loves Chris

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    Please we need your comments

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    Uhmmmm

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    Its obvious that they still love each other

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    Hmm continue

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    Hmmm finz r getting complicated more n more

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    Hmmm

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    Episode 27

    Chris gets out of the taxi and pays off the driver.
    He takes a deep shuddering breath for the umpteenth time as
    he stands and surveys Effe’s residence.
    The image of Steve hand all over Effe, his lips on hers,
    comes back to haunt him.
    He grits his teeth and his hands ball up into massive fists.
    He is so jealous and in so much pain that he feels a deep
    ache in his head like a migraine.
    The security men recognize him this time, and they radio the
    house.
    A moment later the bolts are drawn back and the small gate
    opens.
    Chris enters the compound, and soon the main doors are
    opened by Ken Kedem.
    KEN KEDEM
    (smiling)
    Hello, Chris. We haven’t met since you came back. You are
    welcome.
    He pumps Chris’ hand effusively.
    CHRIS
    Thank you, Sir.
    They exchange a few pleasantries as Chris follows him to the
    living-room.
    Ken Kedem had been watching the GojuFist fight live on
    television, and when they enter Chris looks on the screen
    and sees the cameras zooming in on an elated Mike Crankson.
    KEN KEDEM
    (sadly)
    Crankson knocked Wailer Vroom out. Third round… aha,
    they’re showing the slow-up again. Watch!
    On the screen Chris is now watching a slow motion of the
    knockout.
    Wailer Vroom, shorter but powerfully built, is advancing on
    Mike Crankson, who is bobbing around with a contemptuous
    grin on his face, making no attempt to cover up.
    Vroom Wailer suddenly throws a straight right, but Crankson is
    leaping into the air, turning in mid-air as his right foot comes
    round in a vicious turning kick.
    The kick catches Wailer Vroom flush on the temple.
    The older man wobbles and he begins to go down, already
    out of the fight.
    Chris watches, sick to his stomach, as Crankson steps in and
    delivers a cruel blow into Vroom’s kidneys.
    The older man’s mouth opens in a cry of pain, his eyes
    almost popping out of his head as he crashes helplessly to
    the canvas.
    KEN KEDEM
    (shaking his head)
    I was backing Wailer. That Crankson is a cruel man. Someone
    needs to put him down!
    CHRIS
    He’s younger, stronger, faster, more skilled. Wailer is old.
    I wonder why he took the fight in the first place.
    KEN KEDEM
    Wailer owns the IRON FIST GOJU CLAN. He introduced
    Crankson and trained him. Crankson used to fight for the
    IRON FIST, until Afful lured him away.
    CHRIS
    I see. So Wailer wanted to prove a point, and got badly
    beaten.
    On the screen Afful and Steve and some other men are
    standing behind a jubilant Crankson.
    The camera zooms in on Crankson as a fight interviewer
    thrusts a microphone into his face.
    INTERVIEWER
    Wow! Wonderful! Amazing! Incredible! That turning kick was
    quite a beauty, Mike!
    CRANKSON
    (laughing)
    Vroom is old and as slow as a pregnant tortoise. He should
    stick to being a trainer. It was an insult for him to come out
    against me!
    INTERVIEWER
    You’re now undefeated in ten title defence fights, Mike.
    You have equalled the record held by Chris Bawa. Any takes
    on that?
    CRANKSON
    (chuckling)
    Yeah, yeah, I’ve got takes on that alright. I’ve heard
    people saying that Chris is the best, you know. That’s crap.
    In his time the fighters were old and inexperienced. I’m tired
    of hearing that all the time. Know what, I saw him in the
    corridor before entering the ring. I told him he has the option
    to meet me in a fight!
    There is a sudden uproar from the audience. Ken Kedem looks
    at Chris suddenly.
    INTERVIEWER
    (excitedly)
    Heeeey!! You don’t mean it!
    Jonathan Afful steps forward with a plastic smile on his face.
    AFFUL
    No, no, no! The champion does not mean it!
    CRANKSON
    (angrily)
    What do you mean I don’t mean it? You think I’m scared of
    that dude? I want Chris Bawa! He got ten undefeated title
    defence, and I’ve got ten. Now is the time to find out
    who’s the all-time greatest. He’s out of prison. Make that
    fight happen!
    AFFUL
    (uneasily)
    Come on, Mike. That fight will never happen.
    Mike Crankson snatches the microphone from the interviewer
    and approaches the ring.
    He shouts loudly into the microphone.
    CRANKSON
    DO YOU WANT TO SEE ME FIGHT CHRIS BAWA???
    AUDIENCE
    (in a massive voice)
    YESSSSS! YESSSS! YESSSS!!!
    Crankson smiles and turns.
    He looks straight into the television cameras, and his face is
    zoomed in, and now it seems he is speaking directly to Chris
    through the television.
    CRANKSON
    Chris Bawa! Are you watching and listening? Are you man
    enough to face me in the ring? Come and let me show you
    how real men do it! If you stay away then we’ll all know
    you’re just a coward!
    Chris turns away from the television.
    KEN KEDEM
    Chris? Are you going to take him on?
    Chris shakes his head.
    CHRIS
    No, sir. I’m retired.
    KEN KEDEM
    That’s guy is saucy, arrogant and a downright imbecile. He
    has no respect for anybody. You can take him down a peg or
    two, you know.
    CHRIS
    No. It’s over for me, Sir. Please where is Junior?
    KEN KEDEM
    Oh, yes. Come with me. He went to his room, giving me
    orders to call him as soon as you get here.
    They both laugh as they ascend the stairs.
    They enter Junior’s room. He is lying on his bed, in his
    pyjamas, asleep.
    Chris leans against the door jamb and looks at his son, and
    a deep love spreads over his pained face.
    CHRIS
    He fell asleep. It is late. Best not to wake him up. I’ll see
    him tomorrow.
    KEN KEDEM
    No, no, Chris. That boy wanted to see you. He said even if
    he’s asleep I should wake him up. I came to baby-sit. I’ll
    wait a little while for Effe, and then I’ll leave. You stay
    and baby-sit for a while too. I’m too old to be baby-sitting
    anyway.
    Junior suddenly opens his eyes and turns on his stomach.
    He yawns sleepily and rubs his eyes.
    JUNIOR
    (sleepily)
    Daddishh.
    Chris moves forward.
    CHRIS
    (tenderly)
    I’m here, Champ.
    With an effort, Junior sits up on the bed. He reaches under
    his pillow and brings out a little box wrapped in gift paper.
    He holds it out towards his father.
    JUNIOR
    I called your phone early in the morning. I even told Mommy
    to send me over to you, but you were not around.
    CHRIS
    (gently)
    Sorry, Champ. I went out for a while. My phone was off.
    But what is that? Is it a gift?
    JUNIOR
    (smiling sleepily)
    I wanted to give it to you in the morning. That was why I
    was calling. Happy birthday, Daddy.
    Chris stops suddenly, stunned.
    CHRIS
    What’s today’s date?
    JUNIOR
    Third of May, Daddy. Your birthday.
    CHRIS
    (hoarsely)
    D--n.
    Indeed it is!
    Five years in prison and he has never celebrated his
    birthday.
    No one had come to him, and no one has ever reminded him.
    He has almost totally forgotten about his own birthday.
    It seems everybody has forgotten about his birthday too.
    But not Junior. Not his son. He has never forgotten.
    Ken Kedem shakes his head numbly as he sees the tears in
    Chris’ eyes.
    He sees the big man sitting down on the bed and taking the
    gift from the little boy.
    He unwraps it, and sees a black box inside. He opens the
    box. Inside it is a beautiful silver watch.
    JUNIOR
    I was the first in my class, Daddy. I got hundred percent in
    all subjects except Twi. Mr. Abbiw, the headmaster, said he
    would give me a prize, but I told him my Daddy’s birthday is
    coming up, and I needed a gift. He took me out and I
    selected that watch. Hope you like it Daddy.
    Ken Kedem watches as the man silently slips the watch across
    his wrist.
    He watches as Chris takes his son in his arms and kisses him
    on his forehead, and then he buries his face in his son’s
    shoulder.
    CHRIS
    Thank you, Champ. I adore it!
    JUNIOR
    I love you, Daddy.
    Chris tries to speak, but his emotions are choking him, and
    so he just holds his son tighter.
    Ken Kedem, overcome by the blast of pity and passion
    assailing him, goes out quietly and shuts the door.
    JAILBIRD continues

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