Mar 10, 2017

Life of a Lagos Lawyer - Silk (Episode 8)


I am rounding up my workout when a phone rings, it’s my iphone so I am wondering who has been calling me continously at 6.30am in the morning, both my home and work phones had also rang in quick succession 3 minutes ago. The caller id says Alhaji, one of the select few who have all my 3 numbers outside close family members.  


“Good morning Alhaji, how are you today sir”

 “Learned Silk, I am doing fine”

“How are Hajia and the rest of the family?”

”No problem sir, can I drop by on my way to the office this morning”

“No, I am on my way to the airport as we speak, the President is arriving from his vacation this morning and I may be occupied for some considerable time, can you make dinner at the house at 7pm?”

“Yes I can sir”

“Ok, see you then”

“Most obliged sir”.

Alhaji is one of my biggest clients; he is worth over Forty Billion Dollars and made his money from investments in companies and properties all over the world. He had ventured into business as a young man after receiving a loan of N500,000 from his uncle and forty years later, he had built that sum of into one of the largest companies in Africa.   I always look forward to dinner at his house in Maitama, it was custom to sit on the floor with other members of the family and eat together. Moreover, whenever Alhaji called, big money was involved and the retainership  he was paying had earned him a right to call me 24\7, even if I had to connect the call in my dreams. After texting my Personal Assistant to ensure Enrique gets the Lear ready for 4pm. I can’t wait to hit the office, obviously, today was going to be a great day.

Though, I have lived in Lagos most of my life, I have never been able to get used to the traffic and the long distance from Bourdillon to my office in VI, so for ease of transportation, I had to buy a Boat. There is something about the sea that keeps me upbeat during the day. As we sail over the waves, along the Lagos Marina, my mind drifts to my 10am meeting with The Rear Admiral, as the Honourable Ex-Minister of Defence, the CPCC was prosecuting him for a series of financial irregularities that occurred under his watch, we had spent most of the week conducting mock trials and judgment from the mock was to be delivered at 11am today. He was facing up to 15 years in prison if convicted and he had made it clear, that was not an option, so all hands were on deck for this trial, moreover, the media coverage had been huge and there was no way my firm was going to lose this one. Thankfully, the prosecution had done a good job of presenting little evidence to support their 150 count charge but we were leaving no stone unturned.

Five hours, three meetings and one interview later. I am glad to have the office to myself when the intercom comes on and my P.A informs me that the car is waiting to head to the Airport. ‘Yes, Alhaji, I sigh”. Dinner at Alhaji’s residence is splendid as always, I am quickly filled from the variety of delicacies spread across the living room floor and Alhaji invites me to his libary. After lighting his Cuban and settling into his arm chair, Alhaji moves on to the business of the day”

“Learned  Silk, a group of German investors are interested in investing in my business”

‘Which one sir?”

“The Oil block, they hope to invest 150 million dollars if we are able to enter a partnership”

“Are you interested in partnering with them”

“That’s why I called you, I want you to do a due diligence on the company and their financials”

“No problem sir, hope the details can be forwarded to the office in the morning”

“Yes, first thing, also i want you to oversee the sale of my property in Houston, Texas, it’s a gated community of condos  and Mr. Grump’s company is interested in buying, details will also be forwarded to the office”
“Consider them done, anything else”

“That will be all for now, let’s join the rest of the family in the movie room”
 One and a half hours later at 70,000 ft above sea level blazing back to Lagos, the hostess hands me the Satellite phone, the President of Guinea is on the line, after a brief conversation with His Excellency, I drop the phone and sigh deeply, like my father said ‘the only reward for good and hard work is more work”. Grudgingly, I pick up the phone and jasmine, the Egyptian hostess picks up, “Tell Enrique to turn around and head for Ivory Coast”.

It’s been a long day I say to myself as I lie back to catch some sleep.
Join us next time for another episode of “Life of a Lagos Lawyer”. An exclusive Legalnaija series.


PLESE NOTE: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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