Later in the night I received a call from
Christabel, she told me about her journey to
Enugu and what her mother called her for,
we spoke for a while before I bade her
goodbye, I also visited Abbey in his house.
He thanked me and told me how everything
went in station “Pesman am very grateful for
your kind, your type is kinda rare and your
Madam is a good person, she
sent her lawyer to come and secured my
bail, please thank her on my behalf” he said
to me as he handed me my new jamb result
(Changed of institutions).
I called Powerline and thanked him for a job
weldone he also promised me that he will
starts work on it on Monday, I left Abbey’s
house after the call.
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******D.P.O IBRAHIM******
I was seated in my my office with lot of files
on my desk, my mind was occupied with the
thought of my sudden travel, I have lot of
works to do, but my sister has been calling
me for a week now to come to Abuja, she
claimed she caught my daughter and that of
notorious guy kissing in her house in Fct.
I don’t want to appear as a bad father
infront of my her so, I have to honor her call
and be on my way to Abuja first thing
tomorrow morning.
I was lost in thought when something
popped in my head I called my ASP (ASP.MIC)
who was just been transferred to our
station thought I haven’t know much about
him but my instinct is telling me he’s a great
Man.
I handled all the files to him to continue
from where I’ll be stoping throughout the
period of my absent in the office
.
Asp.Mic: *** Walked in, he saluted his me
and remain standing***
.
D.P.O: Relax, have your sit
.
Asp.Mic: ***He sat down opposite me***
.
D.P.O: I sent for you, you see you just been
transferred here and I believe you capable
of being in control of the station if I’m not at
home
.
Asp.Mic: Its my duty to discharge sir
.
D.P.O: Good I want to travel tomorrow, have
written to CP (Commissional of Police) and
my 5days leave has been granted so, I’m
going tomorrow and I want to handle some
files to you ***I gave him five different
files***
.
Asp.Mic: Ok sir
.
D.P.O: The first file is the file of the
kidnappers, officer incharge of it will report
to you, I’ve minutes on it,. The second file is
the file of the robbery, the boy that his cap
was found at robbery scene officer incharge
of it will also report to you
.
Asp.Mic: I will do as direct sir
.
D.P.O: And don’t be hesitate to call me if
there is any new development
.
Asp.Mic: Ok sir
.
D.P.O: You can take your leave
.
Asp.Mic: ***He stood up saluted me and
walked away with the files***
.
TIME 8:30PM LOCATION: D.P.O’S DINING TABLE
(D.p.o Ibrahim side of the story continue)
.
I washed my hand after I finished my meal, I
looked at my family (My wife and Nike) and
shaked my head something is telling me not
travel tomorrow but I’ve made my mind to
go, nothing bad will happen Insha Allah, I
recite Ayatl
Qurish (Protection prayer) before I speak
out
.
D.P.O: ***Facing my wife*** Erm dear, am
traveling tomorrow I want to go and see my
daughter and my sister
.
Mrs.Ibrahim: ***Shocked*** You and your
sudden decision, when have you been
thinking of it?
.
D.P.O: Just today
.
Mrs.Ibrahim: But you should have called me
in the day so, I could get her something
.
D.P.O: Does she called you of needed
anything?
.
Mrs.Ibrahim: Not really but at least we must
show her the care she deserve, besides she
would gonna ask of what I sent to her
.
D.P.O: If she asked I will tell her I didn’t
inform you before coming
.
Mrs.Ibrahim: Try to be seeking advice from
us sometimes
.
D.P.O: Ok ma
.
Nike: Daddy
.
D.P.O: Yes darling
.
Nike: I want to request something from you
.
D.P.O: Oh the issue of school you discussed
with me in the afternoon?
.
Nike: Its part of it, But that’s not what I
wanted to talk about
.
Mrs.Ibrahim: Which school issue you
discussed with your daddy?
.
Nike: Mum I will talk about it later let Daddy
grant my request first
.
D.P.O: What is it?
.
Nike: ***Smiling*** Daddy I miss my sister, I
will like to go with you and you know I have
never visit the city of Fct before, don’t say
no Dad
.
Mrs.Ibrahim: Hmmmm you want to leave me
all alone in this house abi? Daddy’s wife
.
Nike: No mum God is with you, Daddy please
take me alonge
.
D.P.O: Hmmmm go and be preparing, we are
going together so, I’ll not be alone in the car
.
Nike: ***Wow I trust my Daddy he has never
say no to my request, she jumped on me
and hug me*** Thank you dad, Abuja all the
way
.
Mrs.Ibrahim: Had it been I didn’t have a
father maybe I would have killed myself by
now
.
Nike: Don’t tell me you’re jealous mum?
.
Mrs.Ibrahim: Your father
.
Nike: Haaaaaa mum? In his presence?
.
D.P.O: Just leave her alone, we’ll not buy her
Abuja bread
.
Nike: Daddy said we’ll not buy you Abuja
bread
.
Mrs.Ibrahim: You mentioned something
about school earlier, what do I have to
know about it?
.
Nike: Yes I called Dad in the day that have
found the school I want to go
.
Mrs.Ibrahim: What happened to the one you
have choosen before
.
Nike: Mum am not interested in them again,
I want to choose another
.
D.P.O: Alright which school are you planning
to go now?
.
Nike: Oscotech sir
.
D.P.O: Esa-Oke?
.
Nike: Yes daddy
.
Mrs.Ibrahim: State polytechnic?
.
Nike: Yes ma
.
D.P.O/Mrs.Ibrahim: Impossible you’re going
to university not State polytechnic.
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.
******DON/JAY INSIDE ROTTEN CELL******
The two friends are seen talking angrily
with each other, it obvious they have been
regreting their actions, mostly Don because
he
wasn’t that strong, if not for jay who put
him into this mess, he would have been in
his house not cell
.
Don: See what we put ourselves into and I
warned you not to let us do it
.
Jay: Guy stop talking like this, we are going
to be release soon, police do not have any
evidence to hold us down, they just been
walking on assumption they are trying sha
.
Don: You will be shocked when we are
thrown to jail, they have gone for second
house searching now, I pray they didn’t
found anything implicate
.
Jay: Forget padi mi, I don’t remember
leaving any leap hole in that Man’s house
.
Don: Bro am scared I don’t like situation like
this
.
Jay: Don’t provoke me, I did everything just
because of you
.
Don: Don’t ever say that again you’re doing
it for your own personal interest, don’t
forget we are to implicate Abbey not
Pesman so, how dare you says you’re doing
it for my shake?
.
Jay: Are you mad? Don’t tell me we don’t
have any plan to deal with him too
.
Don: Fine if dealing with Abbey could cost us
all this pain, what do you think dealing with
Pesman could cause? Listen to me am no
more in this game, I don’t do again
.
Jay: Awual! Lower your voice we are in cell
not in our house, someone might be
listening to our conversation who know?
Better becarful before we dig our grave
***Two of them keep quite***
——————————————————–
.
****** ASP MIC, THE FOLLOWING
MORNING******
I walked into my office the following
morning, I’m the boss of this station now
since D.P.O Ibrahim is not around, honestly I
was just being transferred to this office and
the assignment given to me by D.P.O would
be my first official assignment as (ASP) I am
one of the respectful officer in my old
station thought my hard working earned
me the current position I found myself
today, I can vividly remember even last week
my title was “Officer Mic” I just seated with
colleague at office when I received my
promotion letter and I was immediately
transfer to this
station to start my service as (ASP) not
ordinary officer again.
I checked the files on my table and I called
various officers who was incharge of the
cases I explained to them what they needed
to do, the only case I have much interest in
was the case of a young boy who his cap
was
found at robbery scene, the officer incharge
of his case had explained to me that
investigation are still going on the only
evidence they got now is an Airtel sim
Certificate so, I have to invite him to my
office for more chat about the opening case
.
Asp.Mic: What is your latest discovery about
sim certificate?
.
Police: Sir we are yet to run proper
investigation on it
.
Asp.Mic: What you guys are waiting for?
.
Police: Our work continue today sir
.
Asp.Mic: What is the next step you’re taking?
.
Police: We are going to Airtel office sir to run
check on it,. The owner might be of help sir
.
Asp.Mic: What do you need?
.
Police: We need recommendation letter sir
.
Asp.Mic: Don’t you think we need to call
Airtel Osogbo branch that we are coming
.
Police: It needed sir
.
Asp.Mic: Go and meet secretary for letter I
will order p.r.o to call Airtel office
.
Police: Yes sir ***He saluted his me and
walked out***
.
Meanwhile D.P.O and Nike are seen inside
the car heading to Abuja, they left home as
early as 4am in the morning they are now in
Owo ondo state while time is 8:30am, their
journey would have been faster than this,
but majority road in south west part of the
country is not in good shape.
—————————————–
.
TIME: 11:03AM
LOCATION: AIRTEL OFFICE OSOGBO OSUN
STATE
.
The team of policemen walked into Airtel
office and walked down way to customer
service point where they presented their
letter and told the head of customer service
what they came for, a girl of about 22years
of age was
assigned to them, they were led a
room where the proper check was done on
the sim certificate.
She collected the sim from the leader of the
team she pounced something on her system
after she inputs the sim serial number and
the phone number into system, they waited
for some minutes before the system came
with the data of the owner of
the sim (The person who registered it) came
out was.
.
Name: Obisesan James Ayodele
.
contact Address: No 40 inulayewa street
.
Date Of Birth: 01/02/1994
.
Thumb print: Left hand 0+opzt right hand
0+opmt
.
picture: His picture was Clear and visible
.
The police team requested for the colour
printing of the result which was given to
them, they thanked the Airtel team for
cooperation with them and left. Meanwhile
the owner of the sim certificate is no other
person than Obisesan James
Ayodele a.k.a Jay, he wanted to implicate
Abbey without knowing he had already
leave a leap hole in the Man’s house.
.
There is no sinner like a young saint. But
sinner shall not go unpunished.
.
To be continued