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“Sir?” I asked, surprised because I actually didn’t know who I was conversing with.

“Are you deaf?” He angrily said. “I said meet me in my office tomorrow morning by eight.”

“Eight again?” I said, getting more confused. “Sir, I have exam by eight and I won’t be finishing until eleven.”

“Hmmm, ok. Come by eleven thirty.” He said.

“Sir, I have another paper by twelve.” I added.

“You must be crazy.” He furiously replied. “If you know the problem you are into you won’t defer coming to see me.”

“Sir? Which problem sir?” I asked with a shaky voice.

“Oh! You have forgotten that your friend is still in the police custody.” He said, which gave me the clue that it was the CSO.

“Ok sir, I will squeeze time to come.” I said.

“You better. Bye.”

“Bye sir.”

I calmly sat on my bed with beads of sweat formed on my forehead. I began to twitch uncontrollably, I suddenly developed fever. What happened? Why do the CSO want to see me? Am I guilty too? Or did Bayo implicate me? All these questions pumped into my mind without an answer to any. I tried to read but my mind didn’t allow, I became so depressed and fell asleep. Nothing can be more frustrating than having loads of question without an answer to them.

Far from knowing all that happened all night, I woke up to see a brand new day with lots of anxiety on my mind. Like an advert forwarded to the main movie, my life accelerated to the main deal of the day, the meeting with the CSO.

I got to the school security department after a successful examination; I didn’t prepare but I attempted all questions, thanks to my telescopic eyes. I walked briskly to the CSO’s office.

I got to the door and knocked. “Yes, come in.”

I opened the door and went in. “Oh Banji, you’re here.” The CSO said.

“Yes sir. Good morning sir.” I greeted with my eyes fixed on the man who sat before him.

“Morning, sit down.” The CSO said, offering me the second chair.

I gazed at the man who sat on my left, he looked at me. “Good morning sir.” I greeted with a low tone, bowing my head to demonstrate.

He smiled. “Good morning.” He said and patted my back.

The CSO cleared his throat, then looked at the man. “Barrister Ayo, this is the Banji.”

“Oh! Bayo’s friend.” Barrister Ayo said, then offered me his hand to shake.

I shook him. “I’m just his friend for a short time not that…” I was explaining.

“Shush, I know.” Barrister Ayo interjected. “I just want to ask few questions and you’re free to go. Nothing to be scared about.”

I smiled. “Ok sir.”

“Ok.” He said, looked at the CSO, who nodded to bid him to continue. “Banji, what did you know about the gun Bayo kept in his wardrobe?”

Gun? What’s my business with Bayo’s gun? I asked myself. “Sir, I’m not even familiar with Bayo’s wardrobe not to talk of the content in it.” I said.

“Did you know he was a cultist before you both became friends?”

“Sir, I don’t know he was. I only knew the day he brought out his gun.”

I was really tired of the unnecessary questions the lawyer asked but his last sentence revived my mood.

“You’re free. Your friend was found guilty and now he has been sentenced to twenty years imprisonment.”

“Ha!” I sounded with my mouth opened wide.

“Yes.” Barrister Ayo said, then shifted his focus to the CSO. “Sir, that would be all.”

“Ok sir.” The CSO replied, then looked at me. “Now you see where your friend has landed himself. You better mind who you hang out with henceforth.”

“Yes sir.” I replied.

The CSO smiled. “Ok Banji, you may go.”

I happily left the CSO’s office, rushed back to my department for the second examination. Alas! The examination had already commenced. I scurried into the hall, collected the question paper and the answer sheet from the invigilator, then I ran to an empty seat situated behind the hall and sat.

I began writing, writing and writing. Atlast, I was now writing my last examination, which I graciously prepared for.

“Sir!” I shouted, raising my hand.

“Yes?” The invigilator answered.

“Extra sheet.”

The invigilator walked up to me, flipped through the pages of my answer sheet to comfirm if I had truly exhausted it. “Banji, Banji, today is different o.” He said. “Abi because na your last paper?”

I smiled, he gave me the new sheet and I began downloading more answers on it. I finished. I was the first to finish, I strolled up to the invigilator, submitted my script, then forged out of the examination hall.

“At last, I am a four hundred level student.” I said, sighed and smiled.

There was no time to waste, I rushed down to my hall, picked up my luggage and forged out to the garage. I arrived at the garage, scanned inside the bus I was about boarding to ensure there wasn’t any woman carrying a baby because I didn’t want to experience any nightmare again. There wasn’t so I boarded and we embarked.

The journey went smoothly. How smoothly could it be, if all I did was sleep, crunch some snacks and sleep again. I alighted at my designated bus stop, flagged down a motorcycle and it zoomed me to my house.

“How much?” I asked the motorcyclist.

“One fifty.”

I reached for my wallet, drew out a two hundred naira note and handed it over to him. As he searched his pocket to give me my balance, I walked away.

“Bros, your change.” He said.

I turned around and smiled. “Keep the change.” I said, feeling rich.

I couldn’t wait to see my mother, so I dropped my luggage by the passage and ran inside the house, the parlor. “Mummy.” I shouted but no response.

I stood still, wondering for some seconds. “Mummy! Mummy!!” I added but still no response.

I bustled into her room and my attention was caught by the drugs and its sachets scattered on a small table near her bed, while she laid supine with her mouth wide open.

I stood still as the movie of my worst nightmare played before me.

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