Chapter 11 - A Mother Becomes the EnemyThe accusation spread before dawn.

By sunrise, Chioma was no longer the abandoned wife from the village.
She was a murder suspect.
Donald had released photographs of her arguing with Kelvin three years earlier.
He claimed Chioma had threatened his brother.
Then he produced a witness.
Ebere.
A video was broadcast online.
Ebere sat before a camera, crying.
âI saw Chioma arguing with Kelvin.â
Chioma stared at the screen.
âNo.â
Ebere continued:
âShe was angry. She said she would make him regret betraying her.â
Chioma nearly dropped the phone.
âShe lied.â
Emeka looked at her.
âYes.â
âBut why?â
âDonald forced her.â
Chioma shook her head.
âShe could have refused.â
âShe is afraid.â
âShe keeps choosing fear.â
Silence.
That sentence stayed in the room.
Then Chioma made a decision.
âI am going back.â
âTo your mother?â
âYes.â
Ebere was sitting alone in the parlor when Chioma entered.
She looked exhausted.
âMama.â
Ebere looked up.
âI know why you came.â
âDid Donald threaten you?â
âYes.â
âWith what?â
âDubem.â
Chioma froze.
âWhat happened to Dubem?â
âHe disappeared last night.â
Her blood turned cold.
âWhat?â
âThey took him.â
Ebere's voice broke.
âDonald said he would release him if I testified.â
Chioma clenched her fists.
âWhy didn't you tell me?â
âBecause I was told they would kill him.â
Chioma looked at the floor.
Then she noticed something.
Mud.
Fresh mud on her mother's shoes.
âMamaâŠâ
âWhat?â
âYou left the house last night.â
Ebere stared.
âWhere did you go?â
âIâŠâ
âWhere?â
âI went to meet someone.â
âWho?â
Ebere looked toward the window.
âDonald.â
Chioma's eyes hardened.
âWhy?â
âHe gave me an ultimatum.â
âWhich was?â
âBring you to the old warehouse.â
Chioma went still.
âWhy?â
âHe said Dubem is there.â
Emeka entered.
âThis is a trap.â
âI know.â
Chioma looked at him.
âBut we have to go.â
âNo.â
âMy brother is there.â
âI'll get him.â
âYou won't know where to look.â
Amaka stepped forward.
âWe go together.â
That night, they drove toward the warehouse district.
The building was enormous.
Abandoned.
Dark.
They entered through a broken side door.
A voice echoed from the upper floor.
âChioma.â
Donald.
She climbed the stairs.
At the top, she saw Dubem tied to a chair.
He was bruised but alive.
âMama!â he shouted.
Ebere began crying.
Donald stood beside him.
âYou came.â
Chioma looked around.
âLet him go.â
âYou still don't understand.â
âWhat do you want?â
âThe land.â
âYou already forged the documents.â
âAnd I need the real signature.â
âYou will never get it.â
Donald smiled.
âThen watch.â
He raised his gun toward Dubem.
Ebere screamed.
âNo!â
Chioma stepped forward.
âStop!â
Donald smiled.
âSign.â
Chioma looked at the contract.
Then at her brother.
Then at Emeka.
Emeka shook his head.
âDon't.â
Donald cocked the gun.
Chioma picked up the pen.
She placed it on the paper.
Then she smiled.
âWhat?â
Donald frowned.
âYou forgot something.â
âWhat?â
âThis isn't the real contract.â
Donald froze.
Amaka held up her phone.
âWe replaced it.â
The lights suddenly exploded on.
Police officers stormed the warehouse.
Donald turned.
âWhat?â
Amaka smiled.
âThe entire conversation was recorded.â
Donald fired.
Chaos erupted.
Dubem fell sideways.
Emeka tackled Donald.
Chioma ran to her brother.
And just as she untied him, she heard a scream behind her.
Ebere.
Chioma turned.
Her mother was holding her chest.
Blood spread across her wrapper.
Donald had fired once before being restrained.
Ebere collapsed.
âMama!â
Chioma caught her.
Ebere looked at her daughter.
âI am sorry.â
Then she whispered:
âYour father never died naturally.â
Chioma froze.
âWhat?â
Ebere struggled to breathe.
âDonaldâŠâ
Her eyes closed.
May you like
Chioma screamed for help.
But her mother's final words had already opened another grave.