Them say..... "if wishes were horses the poor would be riding on the most expensive one". But in my case I would never have wish for that, but rather I would have wish for the head of the D.P.O on a spike. It easier to judge from where you are sitting which is quiet different from were I am at the moment, I bet if you were in my shoes you would have wish for a more befitting death on the D.P.O.
I was led by officer KY, like a sheep being led to a s*******r house, the only difference was that, two other officers accompany him. I knew my days were numbered, will I be able to see the next day, was I going to be killed, I thought. Praying silently I survive the torture. what will become of my mom and my sister. Mr man waka jhoor (Mr man walk fast), that was the voice of officer KY, I walk into the usual dark room, which was immediately illuminated to ease the operation, they got me on the wide table at the center of the room, officer please!! .... I begged, tears dripping down my face, as I watch officer KY twisting a wire that is capable of pilling off human skin. several strokes landed on my back, mommy help me!!! I cried for help, and yet no help came. I was flog to the extent my skin start coming off with the wire ... I prayed to God for intervention, nor came. you done ready to talk(are you ready to start talking), I kept quite, which got officer KY infuriated, he pulled out a naked wire, plugged it to a socked, pressing the copper wire against my skin, abeg ooooo(please!!!)I shouted, I go talk(I will speak), I poured out unconsciously, he smiled with his self achievement, walk out the room, shortly retured with the D.P.O, I see.... someone is ready to confess, he smiled, this is what you should have done earlier and save yourself all this torture and pain. Brought out a small recorder, so tell me are you a fraudster: he asked, trying hard to catch my breath, plea.... please..... I begged, I am innocent. His smile was sharply replaced with anger, officer KY he called, sir!! he responded, cut off one of his fingers, no ... no ... no ..... I am a fraudster I poured out, with pains all over my body, say that again, he said arranging his small recorder on a better position. I am a scammer I said, trying hard to ease the pain coming from my roughly tied hands and legs, so tell me the D.P.O continued, how many persons have you scammed, on...one I stutter, look my friend you better be very cooperative, how many persons have you scammed: he shouted .... two to three I said in fear not knowing exactly how many he wanted me to say. He gently paused the recorder, sending Numerous slaps to my face, resume the play button on it, I will ask you again how many people have you scammed?: he asked, this time with a firmer voice and a spooking eyes, five sir I said shivery. How much did you collect from each of them?, sir ... please... I can't remember all of them sir... but the last two was 1.2 million each and the last one was 22 million naira, very good he said making use of the stop button on the recorder, officer KY he called, sir!! he responded, take this recorder to the evidence room and also he quickly added, call Mr senator, tell him his son is free from all the charges, we have gotten the criminal involved, turning towards me, don't worry Steve, I promise you won't stay long in prison, and when you do Come out, try to stay out of trouble he advised, leaving me with my thought. I cried, knowing full well that I just confessed to someone else crime.
The good book says in PSALM 121:1, I WILL LIFT MY EYES TO THE HILLS FOR WHENCE COMETH MY HELP. but yet, help seem to be far from me, no matter how hard I prayed for help, everything seems to get worst, I laid on the table in pain with my head twisted to a side, what have become of my mother I thought realizing it been a while I heard from her, lord, God!! I called out, even if you don't help me, but please!! keep my mom safe, I prayed with a tearing eyes, slept off to oblivion only to wake up with a huge cramp on my neck, unable to turn or raised my head, I cried out for help, shut up my friend, officer KY said walking in on time, releasing me from shackles and chains, stupid boy he cursed, leading me back to my cell, on our way back to my cell ..... something else happened ... why is that boy bleeding all over his body?, someone ask, I raised my head to see who was so concern on my well being, standing some ft away from me was a man in is early 60s: fair in complexion, accompany with an overload pot belle, at his side was the D.P.O, from the way respect was thrown at him, it seems he is a senior officer, I ask a question officer he said again, hm... he .. he.. officer KY stammered he fell off the staircase sir when he wanted to use the toilet sir .... what!!! I responded in shock, that not true sir I was beaten to stupor last night, i said trying to defend myself, and other nights that follows I added, he looked at the D.P.O for more explanation, sir ... he is a criminal sir ... a big fraudster sir, then why haven't you charged him to court?, sir he was under investigation sir the D.P.O defended, how long as he been here? he ask with much concern, about three to four days sir .... no oo sir that not true, today his making it five days I have been here I quickly chipped in, I could see the fear in their eyes, at this point i could feel the heat emerging from officer KY. what!! he said in shock; turning towards the D.P.O, do you know the gravity of the crime you just committed, only to be cut short by the presence of Vivian with her red eyes which lack sleep.... D.P.O please sir she begged stretching out her hand which contain wrapped money, this is what I could come up with she said still stretching out her hand. What's the meaning of this!!! are you trying to bribe an officer of the law.......
watch out for the next .... will Steve be released or was it just a plot .... find out