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Written by Chibuzor Iwobi <\/strong><\/p>\n

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The whole room was dead silent; my thoughts were so loud I feared the others could somehow hear them. All eyes were on me.\u00a0<\/span>Time<\/span>\u00a0seemed to slow down as I tried to catch my breath; shock was written all over my face. Slowly and gently, like an elderly man, I walked over to Abisola with Angie right behind me. The look on Ahmed\u2019s face was exactly the one he wore when I ran out of the car yesterday. Abisola handed me the phone.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cHello,\u201d I said, my voice trembling.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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By now, Angie had let go of me and taken a seat beside Ahmed. I overhead them whispering.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong with him?\u201d She asked. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong with my baby?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d He replied, sounding less worried than her. \u201cBut there is another issue at hand.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cWhat?\u201d She asked. \u201cWhat could be worse than this? It should wait.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Ahmed shrugged his shoulders.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cThis is Alfred,\u201d I continued.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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The deep voice on the other end laughed. It was too deep to be normal. I knew the person had to be masking\u00a0<\/span>their<\/span>\u00a0voice.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cWhy are you scared, Alfred?\u201d He asked. \u201cIt\u00a0<\/span>seems<\/span>\u00a0like Abisola delivered our message.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I said nothing, too scared to talk.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cCat got your tongue, Alfred?\u201d\u00a0<\/span>t<\/span>he voice asked. \u201cNo one is above the law.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI do not know what you\u2019re talking about,\u201d I replied, barely sounding confident.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cLet\u2019s not play games,\u201d The voice replied. \u201cI don\u2019t have the time. Rather, Mr. Jones doesn\u2019t have the time.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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There was another laugh again.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cWhat do you want from me?\u201d I shouted. \u201cLet him go.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cWhat do I want from you? Now you are talking, Alfred.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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From my receiver, I heard a clap.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI want you to pay,\u201d the voice continued. \u201cI bet you know what I am talking about. Or do you want me to help joggle your memory? What you did to the<\/span>\u2026<\/span>\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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My face was as white as snow; he had\u00a0<\/span>got<\/span>\u00a0me and he knew\u00a0<\/span>it<\/span>. The battle had not yet begun and I was already losing. Everyone in the room had their eyes on me and as much\u00a0<\/span>as<\/span>\u00a0I tried to compose myself<\/span>, I knew<\/span>\u00a0the jig was up. They could all sense I was on edge. As I was about to accept my defeat and give in to his demands, Ahmed quickly grabbed the phone out of my hand.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cWe are going to catch you,\u201d Ahmed yelled.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cYes, maybe, after the old man is dead,\u201d the voice replied. \u201cTell Alfred we will be in touch.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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The line went dead after that.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cHe hung up,\u201d Ahmed said, handing the phone back to me.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cWhat did he say?\u201d Abisola asked, staring at me.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I sat down looking at the ground.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cHow\u2026does he know? How?\u201d I whispered under my breath.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cAlfred! Talk to me!\u201d Abisola cried, tugging my hands.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cHow?\u201d I asked myself.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cWhy won\u2019t you answer me?\u201d She asked, and burst out crying\u00a0<\/span>in<\/span>\u00a0my hands. \u201cAlfred, please.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cAlfred,\u201d Ahmed called. \u201cThere\u2019s something I need to tell you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Seeing<\/span>\u00a0I wasn\u2019t interested with what he had to say he continued.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s about yesterday, everyone found out.\u201d<\/div>\n
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Angie\u2019s face had the biggest question mark on it. Her eyes glanced from me to Ahmed and back to me with so much confusion.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cWhat is he talking about, baby?\u201d She asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Abisola\u2019s head still rested\u00a0<\/span>in<\/span>\u00a0my hands, so I attempted to lift my hands as a cue for her to get off. As I limped away, Angie kept calling my name and I kept on ignoring her. I had to make sure she wouldn\u2019t find out this was happening because of me. It hurt me seeing her go through so much pain because of me. James is dead because of me; I wasn\u2019t there when he needed me. I couldn\u2019t have her father share the same fate on my account.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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When I had put a considerable distance between myself and Abisola and Angie, I signaled for Ahmed.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cWhat\u2019s the 411?\u201d I asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cThe Chief is doing his best to help you but everyone wants your head.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I sighed heavily.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI had him. How on earth did I let him go?\u201d I asked, angrily.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cThat should be the least of your problems now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I sighed again.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cYou, Angie and the kids should make a run for it,\u201d He continued<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cAre you mad?\u201d I yelled.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI see you think it\u2019s better to let your daughters to grow up without a father,\u201d He replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI am not listening to you,\u201d I replied. \u201cIt\u2019s me taking your advice that put me where I am now.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI only said you should get your revenge and not kill innocent people.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cReally Ahmed, Really?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI was just saying. It\u2019s what I would have done,\u201d He replied. \u2019Take Angie and the girls, run and never come back.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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He left me to stew\u00a0<\/span>in<\/span>\u00a0the words of advice he had given me. Deep down I knew he was right. If I ended up in prison so many things could go wrong. I made a vow not to be absent in the lives of my kids. With the witty<\/span>,<\/span>psychotic man still on the loose, they weren\u2019t safe, but I couldn\u2019t let Abisola\u2019s father pay for my sins.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I was\u00a0<\/span>awoken<\/span>\u00a0from my stream of thoughts by loud bangs on the door. Angie walked over to the door and opened. It was the Chief.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cWhere\u2019s Alfred?\u201d He asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u2018Here, sir,\u201d I replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cAhmed I see you\u2019re here too. I need to have a word with both of you,\u201d He said.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I nodded and joined him outside. Ahmed followed.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m pretty sure Ahmed has briefed you,\u201d The Chief said.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I nodded my head.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cThis just had to happen at the wrong time. With everything that\u2019s going on, everybody wants to make an example out of you,\u201d he paused for a while to observe my body language and continued.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cPeople are irritated with how officers think they\u2019re above the law. I\u2019m sorry but you\u2019re going to have to take the fall for every single one of them.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cSo what will happen to Abisola\u2019s father?\u201d I asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI\u2019ll handle it,\u201d Ahmed replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cIt\u2019s not that simple,\u201d I said.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t understand,\u201d Ahmed said.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cWhat\u2019s going on?\u201d The Chief asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cSir, you remember James\u2019, Alfred\u2019s friend who was murdered few months ago?\u201d Ahmed asked the Chief.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cOf course,\u201d He answered,\u00a0<\/span>sadly\u00a0<\/span>nodding his head.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cHis father was kidnapped,\u201d He replied. \u201cThat\u2019s his sister inside with Angie.\u201c<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cTragic but don\u2019t worry, we will handle it, Alfred,\u201d The Chief said, touching my hand in form of assurance.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cLike I said, it\u2019s not that simple,\u201d I continued. \u201cThere\u2019s no ransom.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cThen why contact us,\u201d Ahmed asked, confused.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I took in a deep breath<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cThey want me,\u201d I replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cYou aren\u2019t making any sense. Why would they want you?\u201d Ahmed asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI did something bad when a couple of years ago Something really bad that should stay buried,\u201d I paused and stared at the Chief.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cOh my God!\u201d He gasped, \u201cYou don\u2019t mean that\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I nodded my head in despair.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI thought that was buried,\u201d The Chief said. \u201cHow did anyone find out?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cThat\u2019s the question I have been asking myself too,\u201d I replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cBuried what? Did something bad? Loop me in,\u201d Ahmed begged.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I stared at the Chief and he nodded his head.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cIt happened years ago when I was a rookie cop. James and I\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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