Chosen for What?

“You were chosen.”

The line kept echoing in my head even after the call ended.

Because yes…

The call ended just like that.

No explanation.

No warning.

Nothing.

Just silence.

I pulled the phone away slowly and stared at it like it had just insulted me.

“What kind nonsense call be this?”

But deep down…

I knew it wasn’t nonsense.

My chest was still tight.

My palms were sweaty.

And that confidence I had in the afternoon?

Gone.

Completely gone.

I stood up from my bed and started pacing my room.

“Omo… calm down. Think.”

Maybe it was a prank.

Yes.

That made sense.

One of my guys could be trying to mess with me.

But then again…

How would they know about the money?

I stopped walking.

That thought hit differently.

Because I didn’t tell anybody.

Not even my closest friend.

The only person that knew anything was my mum.

And all I told her was:

“I don see small money.”

I didn’t mention ₦50 million.

So how—

My phone buzzed.

I froze.

Looked at the screen.

Unknown number again.

My heart started racing immediately.

For a few seconds, I just stared at it.

Let it ring.

Stop.

Then it rang again.

Same number.

This time…

I picked.

“Hello?”

Silence.

Then—

“I don’t like repeating myself.”

That same calm voice.

But this time…

It didn’t sound calm anymore.

It sounded… dangerous.

I swallowed.

“Who are you?”

A soft exhale.

Like I was already annoying him.

“Right now, that’s not important.”

My grip on the phone tightened.

“Then what is important?”

Silence.

For like three seconds.

Then he said something that made my legs weak:

“What matters… is what you’re going to do next.”

My back hit the wall.

“What are you talking about?”

Another pause.

Then—

“Check your WhatsApp.”

Call ended.

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For a few seconds, I didn’t move.

I just stood there.

Processing.

My heart beating like say I run marathon.

Then slowly…

I opened WhatsApp.

One new message.

Unknown number.

No profile picture.

No name.

Just a message.

I opened it.

And instantly…

My blood ran cold.

It was a picture.

A very clear picture.

Of my house.

Not just my house.

My compound.

Taken from outside.

Recent.

Very recent.

My hand started shaking.

“Omo…”

Before I could even think—

Another message entered.

“Now you understand.”

My chest felt tight.

I typed immediately.

“Who are you?? What do you want??”

The reply came almost instantly.

“Calm down.”

Calm down??

CALM DOWN??

I was about to lose my mind.

Another message entered.

“If we wanted you harmed… you wouldn’t be reading this.”

I swallowed hard.

Because somehow…

That made it worse.

Way worse.

Another message.

“The money is yours.”

I blinked.

Confused.

“But it comes with instructions.”

There it is.

I knew it.

Nothing is free.

Nothing.

I sat down slowly on my bed.

My head was spinning.

“What instructions?”

I typed.

This time…

The reply took longer.

Like he was thinking.

Or watching.

Then finally—

“Tomorrow morning.”

Pause.

Another message.

“9am.”

Another one.

“You’ll receive a package.”

My heart skipped.

Package??

What package??

Before I could type—

Last message entered.

“Follow the instructions inside.”

Pause.

Then—

“Or we take everything back.”

My breathing stopped.

Everything??

Another message.

“Including the life you’ve already started enjoying.”

My fingers went cold.

Because at that moment…

I understood something very clearly.

This wasn’t just about money anymore.

This was control.

And somehow…

I was already inside it.

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I dropped my phone slowly.

Staring at the wall.

My mind racing.

Because one question kept repeating itself over and over again:

“What exactly have I entered?”

To be continued…