MISSING PIECE (22)

See where my anger has brought me to. Lord, I don’t know if I can really pray to You again. You’ve given me many chances and I’ve misused all of them. O need one last chance. Just one. I won’t fail this time. Please, protect Jacinta and the children. Keep them safe, he prayed in his heart.

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“Oga, I nor do anything, I swear.”

“I know. I just want to ask you some questions, that’s all. It won’t take time at all.” He had been on this foolish quest for days now with nothing to show forth. This was the last address. He wanted to give it up but something kept prodding him on.

Seeing his unwillingness, “If you answer me, I go give you five thousand naira.”

The young man’s eyes widened. “Oga, you serious?” He nodded. “But you nor go mention my name ooo. I nor want make anything happen to me or my mama.”

“Nothing will happen to you both”, he replied, growing impatient. He wondered if he had something tangible to say. But he was the only one willing to talk, he would go with that for now.

“Okay. Oya, Oga come inside.”

“Why didn’t you report to the police all these?”, he asked after listening to him.

The young man laughed heartily. “Police kwa? Oga, many police people go don take something. Dem nor go do anything. My mama sef say make I nor talk, I nor dey for my yam nor done. Me cannot tell police ooo.”

He smiled. If only you knew who you are talking to. He had to do something fast. The boy and his mother’s were no longer safe here.

“What is your name?”

“Ebuka.”

“Where is your mother?”

“She go greet her friend.”

“Listen to me, Ebuka. You and your mother need to leave this place now. You are not safe here again.”

“Why, Oga? You tok say you go give me money, which one be not safe again?”, Ebuka asked, fear registering in his voice.

“Stop asking silly questions. Do you want to die? Does your mother have a phone?” Ebuka nodded. He brought his phone and gave it to Ebuka. “Call your mother to come home immediately. I am taking you both out of here. Don’t worry, I’ll still give you your money.”

Ebuka’s hand shook as he dialled his mother’s number. What had he gotten himself into with his big mouth?

(To Be Continued)

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