Episode 15
The hilux car, diverted and drove straight to the last house of a
street in the outskirt of the town, i was placed on the shoulder of
big Joe and taken inside the building, which was owned by Pastor
Ekem.
I pretended to be asleep due to the effect of the drug, but took
note of the doors and rooms of the bungalow building, the third
room was opened and i was tossed on the bed and locked in, i
stayed low for a while as the whispers outside the room seemed
like one of the kidnappers was on a call maybe with the person
who sent them, so i tried listening to their conversation but heard
nothing.
“D--n it, i have to leave here, i can’t die here” i thought, and
opened my eyes but quickly shut it because of the bright
flourescent bulb in the room. I opened it gently seconds later and
studied the room for a while.
“What kind of a windowless room is this one? I no fit die like this
o” i sobbed and thought for a while, then as if possessed by an
evil spirit, put my hand inside my bra and brought out the phone.
“I can’t die here, let me call for help. No, no, no am so confused,
who do i call? Who do i call to save me? My family, my husband
and his family betrayed me, i can’t and i would never call them.
What if, this is part of their plan? No, i rather die than call them, i
hate them all, okay but i can’t be like this na, i have to leave here.
Okay, okay, think, think of something” i said and closed my eyes
for a minute.
“Yes, aunty Agnes, her husband is a DSP in the police force, can’t
remember her number o i think it’s 08011223344” i said and
brought forth the nokia torchlight but it was completely down.
“Oh no, no battery? God please na, help me, am sorry for my
sins. Please help me come out of this alive” i started crying and
threw the phone on the other side of the bed close to the door.
Eight minutes later, the door was opened and the huge guy called
Big Joe sneaked in licking his lips.
“Shhh, be quiet and i won’t kill you, i would set you free if you let
me have you now” he said in a whisper.
“Please, am a married woman, my husband is wealthy. Name
your price and he would give you the money, please sir just let
me go” i pleaded.
“I have all the money i want in this world, i don’t need a dime
from him, just give it to me and i would let you go” he said this
time pressing my bossom.
“Never, it’s against my religion i can’t” i shouted and pushed his
hand away.
“Oh, tough girl, i see” he said with a grin and stroked his beard.
“Look here, i would it by force then” he said and landed a dirty
slap on my cheek and hit my head on the wall and started
unbelting his trouser with one hand and using one hand to hold
my neck as i struggled, i bit hard against his hand and pushed
him away from me as he fell back on the bed but he held my leg
and drew me back on the bed as i tried escaping. He hit my head
hard against the wall three times then stabbed me with the pen
knife he brought from his loosed trouser and i fell helplessly on
the bed, bleeding and loosing conscienceness.
“Bi..tch” he finally said as he got up to fasten his belt back then the
door opened.
“Chineke, guy wetin you do? You say you wan c-m chop kpomo,
wetin come be this one? The driver asked with his hands on his
head.
“Wetin happen for here Big Joe?” The third kidnapper asked
suprised at the site.
“The girl too stubborn, i lost it man, i lose my temper” Big Joe
said.
“Yawa don ghas o, pastor daughter don come” The third
kidnapper said running back into the room.
“See as e go be en, we go just tell her say na accident say the girl
wan escape before. She don dey knock oya Friday go open the
door for her” The third kidnapper said.
“What?? How did this happen? Was this what i paid you for? Do
you know an alhaji is suppose to take her tonight to Egypt and
make her a slave there? Do you know how much you just made
me lose you morons? Believe said angrily throwing her arms in
the air.
“Sis, na accident the girl try escape” Big Joe said.
“Oh shut up your big gutter of a mouth, you are a goat, can you
see that? It’s called a blood, you stained my life with her blood,
look, she’s already dead. You are all local pocket pickers thought
you were kidnappers. Get rid of her body and put no trace back to
me, clean this room and am not paying you your remaining
balance as long as you are still tenants in this house” Believe said
and barged out of the room.
“Please don’t let me die Lord” i murmured quietly feeling very
weak, shaky and drained as a tear flowed down to my white lips
as i closed my eyes.
“Oya, this place is good to dump her, quick, quick” The driver said
and i was pushed out of the car down into the gutter of an
abandoned street.
TO BE CONTINUED