At the Gate.
After the call, the officers advised, “Young men. I will advise you to go home and continue your search elsewhere. There is nothing like that here.”
Before the officer ended his speech, Samuel had started crying. He was certain that Tim was killed unjustly and they wished to cover their acts up. Apart from not getting across to him, the anguish of his brutal killing and death overwhelmed them and they wept profusely.
The befuddled officers were in a dilemma. Any passerby would assume that they were flogged by them.
“He is not a bad man. We only need his corpse for a proper burial,” Samuel pleaded.
“Go back to school. We don't know what you are talking about,” an officer blurted out and he regretted it.
“We will not leave without his body. This is injustice. How can we co
