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Three months after the judge had delivered his judgment, Abel was taken to gallows where a noose was strung around his neck by a hangman. His last words to his family members, Monica’s family and her fiancé were, “I didn’t do it. I didn’t kill Monica. Believe me, I didn’t do it. I hope my death will take away the pain in your hearts, but I didn’t do it.” He was given Psalm 23 to recite and when he was done, the hangman tightened the rope around his neck and removed the pedestal on which he stood.  He thrashed as the noose around his neck tightened and choked him to death; moments later, Abel was declared dead. In the months Abel was in prison awaiting execution, Edem Inyang, Itoro’s father, had visited him and he confessed to him that he actually was going to rape Monica but did not do it. Mr. Edem did not reveal to Abel his knowledge about the concealed DNA samples found on Monica.

He didn’t go back to the prison to see Abel after that day. Four months later, just when everyone had thought they had heard the last of the Monica rape and murder saga, a mentally disturbed eighteen-year-old boy, Samuel by name, approached the police and told them that he had enough evidence to prove who killed Monica Uzondu. When the policemen at the zonal police station told him that the killer had been found and lawfully executed; he laughed hysterically and asked the policemen, “Which of the men was killed; because there were three men there that night?” Police officers were stunned to hear that. “If you convicted and killed the first man who arrived with two bottles of wine, then you killed the wrong man. I am an eyewitness to the crime. The first man who came to the scene with bottles of wine did not kill the lady. She was killed by two men who came later in a red Mercedes SUV. The lady was running away from the first man; I think they were having a fight…” Suddenly Samuel stopped talking.

The policemen present were stunned by the Samuel’s graphic detail of what he saw that night. The IPO who was in charge of the case was called in and he took record of the much information Samuel revealed. The police wanted to know why he didn’t step forward while the case was going on and where he was that night. He didn’t say a word for some time and looked terrified; eventually he spoke up, “I became sick and was taken back to the hospital. That night I was bored, even though it was raining, I put on my raincoat and boots and went into the park. I find the park often therapeutic, especially when it is dark. I saw all that happened from there; I saw the man with bottles of wine arrive; moments later the man and the woman began to fight in the man’s car. Some minutes later she ran out of the man’s car without her shirt and covered in blood. At this point I wanted to help, but then a red Mercedes SUV stopped for her. I can’t tell what happened inside the SUV, but when I was about to leave the park, I saw the lady being carried out of the SUV by those two men, and she was naked and already dead. I was afraid and had to run away from the park.”

When they asked him if he saw the vehicle plate number, he could not remember the plate number. He however promised them that he would get it for them, but didn’t say when. When he left, the police ran a background check on the boy and found out that he had been a mental patient at the city’s psychiatrist hospital. That discovery dampened their enthusiasm about the claims of the boy. Even if he were to identify the killer, his testimony would be hard to accept in the court room. So the police did not bother if he came back or not, but two days later when the boy was found hanging dead from the ceiling fan kook in his room, the IPO handling the case began to wonder if the boy perhaps knew what he was saying. When the boy was found dead, the flat he lived in with his brother who was away, didn’t look like it had been burgled, and there was a note which said that he was tired of being a burden to his brother who took care of him and thought it was the best decision to take his life. Post mortem result didn’t show any foul play in his death. He had died by asphyxiation; which was as a result of the rope he strung around his neck. 

However, Gbenga, the IPO kept wondering if the boy had been killed or had simply committed suicide. When Gbenga spoke to the people on his street he found out that he was well loved and most of them were shocked by his death. Not one person he spoke to believed that the boy was capable of taking his own life. Gbenga searched the house on many occasions to find anything that might suggest the boy was killed but found nothing, so he waited for his brother, Chima, who had been away to China to return. When Chima returned, he was invited to the police station; Gbenga explained to him his brother’s visit to the station three days before his death. Chima shocked Gbenga much further by insisting, “If my brother told you he saw something, then believe him. He definitely did. I know him, though he was sick, he would never make up something like that.” In his shock Gbenga rushed in and brought to Chima the note his brother had left before committing suicide.

Just one look at the note, Chima yelled, “This is not my brother’s handwriting! I can let you have his notes so you can compare his handwriting with this one. My brother was killed for what he knew! My brother was killed!” The policemen at the station had to calm him down. He told Gbenga to accompany him home so he could get him his brother’s school notes for him to compare the handwritings. They got into Chima’s vehicle and drove off, by the time they arrived at his street, they met chaos; Chima’s flat was on fire. Chima stood, pointing at the inferno which engulfed his apartment and said, “This is it, someone is trying to hide something. My brother was killed for what he saw that night.” Thankfully fire fighters arrived in time and put out the fire after some hours. When the police went into the razed flat, they saw that the apartment had been set on fire with an improvised explosive device (IED). The street dwellers also confirmed that they had heard the sound of an explosion when the flat went into flames.

With how much the police had seen, from Samuel’s murder to the arson at his brother’s flat, they knew that someone was desperately trying to keep the police from finding out the truth. It also was very obvious that whoever that was had an insider at the police station who fed him information on regular basis. On the grounds of the remorse that they had convicted and wrongfully killed an innocent man, Gbenga called the lawyers who defended Abel in the case and related the new development to them and set up a meeting with them at an inn, he feared that the station had become an unsafe place to discuss the case. To get Samuel’s notes, Chima took Gbenga to Samuel’s school where they obtained his examination sheets.  When they left the school Gbenga told Chima to go into hiding and contact him only through text messages. Back at the police station, Gbenga wrote a report of all that had happened and submitted it to his boss. After the police chief had read the report he was alarmed and sent Gbenga with Samuel’s suicide note and examination sheets to the police forensic department where a team of graphologists (handwriting analysts) studied them. By 4:00 pm the next day, the team of graphologists wrote their report and sent it to the police homicide unit in charge of the case.

In their report they strongly affirmed that the two materials were written by two different individuals; though there was a lot of simulation in the suicide note, the difference was overwhelming. With their first real evidence in hand, Jona Pam, the officer in charge of homicide department, officially reopened the case of the rape and murder of Miss Monica Uzondu. For days they studied the evidence they had gathered from the night Monica was found dead to that very point. Samuel’s claims that there were three men on the crime scene that night and his mention of a red SUV, in which Monica was raped and killed was their greatest clue to what happened that night. With that piece of information, they could understand why Monica’s blood was not found on Abel, in his car or on the crime scene. She was killed inside the red SUV, her blood must have drained out by the time they dragged her out of the SUV, which explained why there was no blood-spatter lines on the ground of the crime scene.

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