Episode 17
289 Words
The August break was something else this year, because the weather was dry, like they were almost in dry season.
Earlier that evening, there was an exchange of fire between the police and some armed men, so the area was scanty because people were afraid to come out after the incident.
Tofo was coming back from work thar evening, wondering why the road was empty. His heart was at his stomach and he put the speed of his car very high to escape the lonely streets.
Suddenly something hit on the roof of his car and fell off. The roof caved in. In fear Tofo tapped the brake.
He picked up his phone immediately and called his friend Ali but his phone was off.
"This guy no" he cried. Then he sent him a text message I'm in trouble please help.
He heard a loud cry, he jerked in shock. The cry seized immediately.
"No no don't tell me I hit someone" he said to himself in bafflement
"No. or am I drunk?" he slapped his cheeks. He made to his dashboard and pulled out a bottle of whistle. He opened and gulped twice.
He summoned the courage to alight from his car and see whatever fell.
He gently opened his car door, he alighted, holding the bottle of whiskey firmly for defense in case of attack.
He put on his phone torch and shone it on the floor, he saw a body lying on the floor.
He became more terrified, he ran back into his car, breathing very hard.
He quickly pulled out his phone and texted his friend again please don't bother, everything is fine.
He turned on his engine and drove away, with an increased speed.
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