In this Noble profession, you need high profile cases to get the notice, most times those just never comes your way, so you create some for ambition ....................
In this Noble profession, you need high profile cases to get the notice, most times those just never comes your way, so you create some for ambition ....................
It was 6.am when Ike's phone began to ring frantically,
"who no go allow person crash laidis"..........he murmured sleepily......
he hissed....... half awake. After that insane drinking spree session that lasted deep into, Today. It was around 2.30am before he found his way home.
Sleep driving from excessive drunkenness and only probably made it home unscathed because, naturally the road was always deserted at that hour, and since the police patrol around there wasn't anything like in the movies, it was always only going to be sheer lucklessness to have encountered any police on duty and so, he got home without any form of disturbance. And as he has done on numerous occasions under same influence, parked at his next flat neighbour's corner where it was more spacious for parking. The neighbours don't own any car of theirs, and as such, Him parking there had never been complained about. In anyways, he had always parked there since he got his Toyota Camry 2017 model about a year ago.
The phone ringing continued again after some seconds of quietness and he fumbled for the phone from amongst the scattered clothes on the bedside chair he had heaped them on, finding the volume botton to mute the phone atleast.
After muting, he turned the device over to see who it was that wouldn't let him sleep.....
"George??? wetin happen wey George go dey call me by this time?"
He left the phone to ring a couple more times till the call disconnected, then he glanced with horror at his phone screen;
"Thirty-five missed calls?????!"
"wetin dey sup?" he panicked..........
"Did anyone die?"
He turned on his data and WhatsApp messages accompanied by continuous beeping of message notification tune, ram on for unending seconds as if he had been offline for a year, then to his horror, his eyes caught instantly, pictures being sent to his dm by nearly all of his contacts list but when the first of the numerous to load first had finished loading, The device felled off his clutches as his hands had suddenly began to waver before becoming partially numb and paralyzed from outmost shock!
"who died??????"His eyes widening, the pupil burgling almost out of their sockets, his heart thumbed in ferocious kicks and he retch from panick awakening hangover in him. His stomach, rumbling sadly and he felt an heavy need to use the toilet. Managing to scoop up the phone that had began to ring again as he hurried into the toilet. After he had sat on the water closet, he ended the call and peered once more at the image he had seen;
Gone too soon! Gone too soon!! Gone too soon!!!
With a teary eye and sadness in our heart, we announce the sudden demise of our brother, friend, uncle, boyfriend and son "Ikenna Ezra" who died in the mornings of August 18th 2021.
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Only those whom the gods love do they call to be with them; May the gods never love us.
R.I.V xyz
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His heart sank deeper as he read with horror his own obituary with an unmistakeable picture of himself from just two days ago.
"or am i dead? what's happening?"
With shivering hands he flipped from one DM to the other, it was all pictures of himself dead, then he mistakenly clicked accept on another of the endless calls and not trusting the phone near his ears, he put in on loudspeaker,
"Ike! The voice blared, Ike hello"
"how far" he tried to return, but no sound came from his dry mouth;
"Ike you dey hear me?" the scared voice continued from across the phone
"hello i dey hear you" Ike managed to whisper out bit audibly this time,
"bro have you seen the image circulating of you? That you died today, bro wetin dey sup? where u dey?
"house ooo he he answered shakily, i just dey see the pictures now"
"but you dey alright baa? the voice continued;
"i dunno oooo, see let's talk later, i can't talk now" and ended the call.
"Is this a joke or a plot to kill me?" He thought,
"abi some of my friends are trying to prank me?, I'm alive naa, i am definitely not dead, na me speak to Jude just now, what kind of joke is that? But what if it's not a joke? what if I'm actually dead?"
His heart sank faster as he managed off the toilet and not even remembering to flush, he scooped water from the toilet sink on his face, threw some in his mouth and staggered back into the room.
"before anything stupid happens"
he thought;
"i must first run from this house, just incase person dey plan to come assassinate me for my house"
"i go just dey speed go army barracks, i don't trust police efficiency"
he thought,
I'll be safe at the barracks, not remembering to put on clothes, with just singlet and boxers he hurried through the door, picking up his car key were he always left it on the fridge and with only one thought in mind, flight!
Inside the car, he wind up completely and making sure to use the auto luck as he managed to drive the car out of the compound, he threw the gates open absent mindedly, not noticing his obituary was barely dry where it was glued to the outside gate. He just knew he had to be away and as he adjusted to the highway through the ten minutes drive to the barracks, he instinctively switched off his phone network, starting to borrow some ideas he had picked from Hol;
"just incase dem dey track my location" he thought out......
Just few hours ago on his way back from the bar, he'd have prayed empathetically not to see any man on police or military jacket........ fast forward to few hours later, here he is in the reality, willing to pay to be in a police or military custody at this moment......
The more he thought about that tracking possibility, that whoever the assailant maybe, they could be using a device tracker, the more he felt convinced he had had to be in the safety of the military barracks with all the guns and bombs. "Hell! they even got watch towers, if anyone is coming on my tail, they'd sight the danger from far away, i just have to get on their drive"........ he was so lost in fright and thought that he didn't notice the left wheel jarring sideways.
Just a slant curve on the straight road ahead of him, the left wheel plunged out and the car skidded from his numb clutches, "barracks!!!!!! he cried as he saw with his own eyes,
He was never going to make it beyond here.
The last thought is mind recorded were;
"Truly, i died today"........before everything went dead dark as he was disconnected permanently from life.
it was a fast and horrible one, a ghastly accident, he was dead before the car was done somersaulting.
Broken glasses from the dashboard and windscreen had slicked through his abdomen and the lot's of his organs were spiraled on the road all over, him, his remains or the most of it lay messy at the Wheels.......
Dayo set off to find that place across the ocean where they said the Grass are greener, in a journey that`d see him walk through the sahara desert and go across the Mediterranean, it was promised to be an adventure like he never could imagine, the expanse of waste lands stretching far beyond the feet can thread, the thrill of hunting games and feeding on wild berries as he tried every dawn to gain a day closer, but in an adventure that keeps taking the breath from the travelers, he found love. Coumba, a girl escaping from terrorist abduction after years of raping and molestation she was determined to find pastures far from the ridiculing eyes of fake sympathizers and to any place where no one knew her or the past on her heels, love was the last thing she hoped to find, but love find people, people can`t find love. This is an adventure that`d keep you away from reality for as long as the pages stretches.........
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