I spent almost two hours with D.S.P Maku who took his time questioning me. I ended up telling him my story, from the very begining to the end. I hid nothing as i told him the story of my relationship with Jenifer and the aftermath of it all. He listened with great care, paying attention to every little detail.
“you have quite a story Mr Emeka and it’s just as if i have known you for a very long time. Seriously you are a sharp guy” he said with a smile, and surprisingly we became friends instantly.
Yea my story kind of opened his mind towards me. It was as if a bond was created as i narrated the story of my life to him. Not only did he let me go, but equally offered to buy me a drink which i politely rejected.
“the only problem i’m facing right now is that many of your brothers are pointing their fingers at you, but i really have nothing to hold you on. I do pray your hands are clean just like my instinct is telling me” he said as we shook hands when i was set to leave.
I headed home as fast as i could, to reassure, hug and kiss Jenifer. She wasn’t herself when i left hours earlier and the best i could do was to go home and be with her.
Just like i expected, i got home to see her eyes very swollen probably due to long hours of crying, but the joy of seeing me return, brightened her face, lightening up her spirit.
“I told you i got things under control. The D.S.P and i are now friends” i breathed as i lifted her up.
“yea but it isn’t yet over my love” she replied and kissed me happily.
We later had a quiet evening in one of the restuarants in town, where we discussed our challenges, love and upcoming marriage. We were very hopeful that things would get better, but the fear in our hearts still remained, because things were far from getting better. The person trying to ruin us was still free out there and probably making more plans.
Days slowly dragged by without any news of the missing Chief. It all looked like one giant conspiracy and I never for a moment let my guard down, but then it never stopped whatever that was destined to happen from happening.
Jenifer was abducted from my house a week later.
How did it happen??
Hmmm, i guess it’s a story for another day.
To be continued.