Journey to no man's land Part 4

It was around after nine when the gate of the
house was forcefully opened and all we heard was
gun shot sporadically, the two guys staying with
us quickly ran inside while more than 10 guys
were in the compound shooting non stop….one of
them moved towards us where we were and
picked the other guy from the floor….”Jendor,
dide dide (stand up jendor)”…….he lifted him up,
look at me and just removed his eyes from
me….some of the guys went inside the house
while like three were outside and jendor was
taking outside the gate……..
I managed to hide somewhere beside me but all
of a sudden, there were other gun shot out side
and before I knew what was happening, we were
all surrounded by the police and the guys in the
compound were apprehended likewise some
others inside the room…..Police called for back up
after disarming everybody and packed all of us
inside their van to their station………….
I cant imagine av passed through all this within
just three hours and I hope I wont die in this my
ordeal…..even if I die, how will my family find my
corpes………………I DON SUFFER AND IF I ESCAPE
THIS
EHN>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
WILL NEVER GO NEAR KITTY CAT AGAIN

We were all taken to the station and separated
into different cells…..I heard the police saying
they followed a robbery and murder to the house
they caught us……….I was put in the cell with
some other guys…How do I explain this or notify
my people at home of my ordeal…is this how
everything will end? What if we were taken to
court and sentence to death, who will even know
that this is what I passed through…………This life
na wah…………….
Very early the following morning on Sunday, they
called out the other guys in the same cell with me
(those that we came together)…..one hour, two
hours to five hours they didn’t come back, it was
later someone told me they have been
released…..i asked one of the police officer that
came to check on us about the other guys in the
other cell and he said they have been released
too……So, am the only one remaining here? I
explained my ordeal to the some guys that have
been in the cell before I came, it was all pity and
some of them said I should take it as my faith and
pray to my God to see me through……This was
when I realized I need to be closer to
God………………I requested from one of the police if
I can get a phone to call my people at home and
he declined that there was no credit on any of
there phone except if I can buy recharge card on
it…..Where will I even get money to buy card, I
pleaded but all enters deaf ear………………
Our police cell is nothing to write home about but
it was like people I met there are use to that life,
they share their experiences with me and most of
them regretted being in that situation…….like play
like play, I spent another night in the cell. Around
4pm on Monday, a police officer came to call my
name and asked me to come outside…in my mind
“WHAT NEXT”…I cant even phantom what will
happened next to me…I was taken to the DPO’s
office where I met a fair, slim young lady
discussing with the DPO…….from the tone of their
discussion, I realized the lady came for me, but I
don’t even know her from Adam… Who is this?
what does she want again? Na wah oooooo but all
the questions doesn’t matter to me as what I
wanted that moment is to get out of the police
station as its not even the best place to be.
Babe: Thanks so much darling
DPO: U know I will do anything for u
Babe:Do we need to fill any bail
DPO:bail bond ke? U don’t need that baby….
Babe:Thanks so much dear
DPO:Just tell your brother to be careful of friend
he roll with
I was surprised…”brother ke?”…..i hope am safe
again
Babe:Don’t worry dear, he was just at the wrong
place at the wrong time ni and I guess this wont
happen again………..she moved closer to the DPO
and kissed him.
The DPO called one of the officer to bring my
cloth for me and it was a surprise too when they
told him I don’t even have any cloth
whatsoever….so, I have to leave this place with
my short soaked in dried blood……….we stepped
outside and I was still wondering what to do,
either to run away from the girl or what but if I
run, I cant go to Lagos like this and I cant even
walk on the street like this as people will see me
as a mad person ………We stepped outside the
station and here I saw a clean red Toyota muzzle
parked outside with a lady by the passenger
side……..she opened the back door for me and
asked me to enter with “sorry” sorry….sorry at
every interval………………..(Where are they taking
me to again)