EVELYN.
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“Or did she went out all by herself? In short let me call her” he said and brought out his phone. “Honey she actually went out. You can go I’ll catch up with you later. Besides, Evelyn is not a child naa. There are things she can handle by herself..
“This one you’re assuring me hmmm. You know she’s our only child. I deeply wish to never find myself in a situation where I receive distressing news about our daughter going missing. It’s alright, let me get dressed and leave as you suggested,” he said before departing.
Outwardly, I found myself nervously s*****g my left thumb, struggling to hold back the tears threatening to fall from my eyes. However, on the inside, I was overwhelmed with a mixture of pain and bitterness. “If only I could confide in him, if only I could tell him the truth,” I muttered, wiping away the tears with the corner of my mattress.
Immediately he left, I picked my phone and wrote the location on a piece of paper and squeezed it inside my left bra. The call swiftly came again.
“You’re playing with us right?” “Please.. please I’m coming. Please I’m coming please. I’m doing exactly as you said please. Please spare my….” the call aborted without allowing me to complete my statement.
I dressed in my skirt and blouse, locked the house, and hopped onto one of the bikes heading towards Ibejo. The journey alone would took approximately an hour. Upon arrival, I noticed the bustling atmosphere, and I positioned myself beside the road, on the left side.
Everywhere was empty; it felt as if no soul was around. Vehicles hardly passed through due to the swamp. I was dropped off there by a motorcycle, who hesitated to venture into that location. I had to plead with him, emphasizing the importance of my task. This led to an increase in the fee, which I willingly paid as I understood the gravity of the situation. As I ventured forward, I noticed a farm where they typically tap rubber.
Upon closer observation, I spotted a specific road leading inward. Following their directions from the paper, I entered the road after my prayers. I was engulfed with fear and soliloquising as well while making my way inside.
I walked to a spot and saw a man in a black Mask alongside with a dark outfit. Immediately he sighted me, he pointing a pistol right at me.
With teary eyes, I quickly raised both hands and dropped to my knees, pleading desperately. “Please I’m innocent. Please.. Please I’m here for my daughter. Her name is Evelyn. I was directed here by some of your colleagues.” Before I had a chance to anticipate the next move, someone swiftly came up from behind and struck the back of my neck, causing me to lose consciousness.
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To be continued.
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