Family United

EPISODE TEN

As we arrived at the shop, Tola pulled over and parked the car. She stepped out and opened her supermarket, while Tunde and I dragged Dapo out of the car. Despite the fact that people were still milling around, we told Dapo to enter the shop. He hesitated at first, but a glance from Tunde convinced him to comply.

We led him into the shop, the bell above the door jingling as we entered. Tola was already inside, preparing for the interrogation. She gave us a nod as we sat Dapo down in a chair, her eyes fixed on him with a determined gaze.

The shop was quiet and empty, the only sound the soft hum of the air conditioner. But outside, the streets were still bustling with activity. People walked by the shop, casting curious glances our way. But we didn’t care. We were focused on getting the truth out of Dapo.

Tola began to question him, her voice firm but controlled. “Dapo, what do you know about the object? What is it used for?”

But Dapo remained silent, his eyes fixed on the floor. Tunde’s eyes narrowed, his face darkening with anger. “I’ve had enough of this,” he growled, his voice low and menacing. “You’re going to tell us the truth, one way or another.”

Tunde’s hands clenched into fists, and he took a step closer to Dapo. I could see the tension in his body, the muscles rippling beneath his skin.

“Dapo, don’t make me do this,” Tunde warned, his voice dripping with menace. “Just tell us what we want to know.”

But Dapo refused to back down, his eyes flashing with defiance. “I’m not saying anything,” he spat, his voice dripping with venom.

Tunde’s face darkened with anger, and he raised his hand, as if to strike Dapo. I knew I had to act fast to prevent things from getting out of hand.

“Tunde, no!” I shouted, grabbing his arm and holding him back. “Don’t do it! We can’t let our emotions get the better of us.”

Tunde’s eyes blazed with anger, but he slowly lowered his hand, his chest heaving with exertion. “Fine,” he growled, his voice barely controlled. “But we’re not leaving until we get the truth out of him.”

The situation was getting more complicated by the minute, and I knew I had to think fast to prevent things from spiraling out of control.

I took a deep breath and began the interrogation, my voice calm and measured. “Dapo, we know you’re involved in this. But we’re willing to listen and help you if you cooperate with us.”

Dapo’s eyes flickered up to mine, a hint of fear still lingering in their depths. “I…I can’t tell you anything,” he stammered. “He’ll kill me if I say anything.”

“Who will kill you?” I pressed, my curiosity piqued.

Dapo hesitated, his eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape route. “I…I can’t say. But please, you have to promise me protection. I can’t go back to him empty-handed.”

Tunde’s eyes narrowed, his face still dark with anger. “Protection?” he growled. “Wetting make you think we say fit protect you?”

Dapo’s eyes locked onto mine, a desperate plea in their depths. “Please,” he whispered. “I’ll tell you everything. Just promise me you’ll keep me and my family safe.”

I exchanged a glance with Tunde, then nodded. “We’ll do our best to protect you, Dapo. But you have to tell us the truth. Who sent you, and what’s going on?”

Dapo took a deep breath, his shoulders sagging in defeat. “Okay,” he whispered. “I’ll tell you everything.”