Must Read: The Rich Kids Of Lagos (16+)

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Must Read: The Rich Kids Of Lagos (16+)

Peter, you must go with him’ said Pa Joshua after listening in detail to the reason why his Peter had suddenly become a person of interest. ‘An innocent man has nothing to fear.

At least we know that you have done nothing wrong. This might just be your opportunity to be able to clear your name from this mess. You do not need this on your record son’ said the old man wisely
‘I know it is a set up Daddy. Why would anybody say I kidnapped their child? I don’t even know the man!’ said Peter ‘I think someone is trying to trick me back to Lagos so that they can finish the job they started’ said Peter
‘Do you know the girl in question? Interjected Pius Ambali who was uninterested in the dramatics
‘Only in passing. She is my ex-girlfriend’s friend. I don’t even think I have ever spoken to her’ he said, agitated
‘Go and pack, Peter. We have to get to the bottom of this.’ Ordered Pa Joshua ‘Come back once it is all resolved’
Peter walked back into the house, sad that his mentor did not believe him and worse still, realising that he had been turned away from the only place he could comfortably call home. He sat on the bed and pondered on his life. Why should things be so hard for him? How was it possible that Aduke who had brought him so much joy had also brought so much bad luck to him for he realised that she was at the root of all these problems.

He contemplated his options. Should he go to Lagos and get framed, refuse to leave Pa Joshua’s house or just end it all now. He was fed up enough to contemplate suicide and thanks to Saint Nancy; he had enough antibiotics with which to carry the plan out.
‘Yemisi, please get me a glass of water’ he yelled , calling the house girl that worked with Pa Joshua and wife.
He sat on the bed and waited. Something had got to give, one way or the other. He would think about it again and make his decisions shortly.

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Oladele walked into the station and asked for the District Police Officer. He was asked to seat on a bench and wait for the DPO. It seemed that he was the last on the long queue to see the DPO.

Oladele had never been in a police station before. He was here only because Anita, his cousin had asked him to drop a letter on her behalf. She had insisted that he should hand it over to the DPO himself. He had a bad feeling about this and his heart was in his mouth, thudding.

It was soon his turn and after he had been ushered in, he stood in front of the DPO respectfully.
‘Good day sir’ he greeted
‘Ehen, how are you?’ responded the DPO who seemed more interested in the bowl of hot rice and beans with assorted meat in front of him.

Oladele’s mouth watered too, the food looked delicious. His eyes went from the DPO’s big belly to the food and bottle of cold Malt that sat by, waiting to wash down all the food.
‘Fine Sir. Anita sent me to you sir’ he said
‘Ehen? Which Anita is that?’ He asked as he licked the oil off his finger. He had just popped one piece of meat into his mouth.
‘Anita Iweala from your compound in the village’ explained Dele
‘Ehen, what is it?’ asked the DPO, who showed no sign of recognising Anita’s name
‘She said I should give you this letter’ said Dele who got up to hand the letter over.
‘No no no! Step back first!’ he yelled. ‘Open the envelope and read it’. Since the incident of letter bombs, the DPO never opened any envelope by himself
‘Dear Sir’ said Dele as he read, ‘if you are reading this letter, then I am either in big trouble or I am dead. I went to vv…’ continued Dele who was suddenly halted by the DPO
‘Ehn, what is this? ‘asked the DPO, his eyes alarmed, ‘you have killed somebody abi?’ He stood up and walked to his door.
‘Corporal! he yelled. Come now!’ As soon as the corporal came into the office, ‘Take this boy and put him behind the counter. He is an accomplice to a murder case. God has brought him here’ The DPO’s expression had changed and he suddenly looked very fierce.

‘No sir, it is a mix up. I’m not a murderer’ said Dele, who was surprised at the turn of event. He had only come to deliver a letter!
‘Come on shut up, my friend! Move or I move you!’ yelled the corporal. He dragged Oladele out of the office just as Anita’s letter sailed to the floor.

The DPO returned to his food, unperturbed by the nuisance who had come to spoil his meal or the letter that had drifted to the ground.