TIMI SANGANA - Episode 3

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He thought why would anyone in the world send his son, adopted or not, to an orphanage for holidays. He ran outside the gate to check if he could see the person who brought the boy to the orphanage. Timi continued to drag his bag down to the hostel where older boys in the orphanage lived, two sisters ran into him. “That is Timi Sangana!” exclaimed one of the sisters. Timi heard her and responded, “Yes! Sangana is back to the house!” “Where are your parents? Have you come to visit with us?” The sisters asked. While Timi explained to the sisters that his parents had traveled and sent him to spend some time at the orphanage, the sisters lifted his bag and walked him down to the hostel. They were too excited to give the boys explanation a thought.

By evening word had spread that Timi Sangana was back to the orphanage. There was trouble. The nuns and Sister Margaret gathered in Galilee to solve the riddle. “We all know that no one ever sends his son back to an orphanage for some holiday. Don’t Mr. and Mrs. Kelvin have relatives to send their son to? Why didn’t he and his wife come by themselves? Edidiong, did you the person who dropped him off?” Sister Margaret asked, looking very worried. “No Madam. But I ask people wey dey for street, them say na one huge man wey carry black Mercedes Benz na him drop am,” replied Edidiong. “I have asked Timi if he knew who the man was and he said he only met him for the first time yesterday morning before his father traveled. I have called his father’s residence phone number without success,” explained Sister Margaret.

“I have been wondering, why doesn’t the boy say much about his mother?” Sister Gbemisola with her heavy British accent asked. “Maybe because his mother traveled back to Taiwan about a week ago; at least the boy said so,” said Sister Rose. “Or maybe something happened to her,” said Sister Ihuoma. “Why did you say that?” asked Sister Margaret. “Just before I left Timi for this meeting, he told me he overheard his father pleading with someone not to harm his wife. He also claimed to have heard his father saying ‘the boy’, ‘the boy’, on the phone,” replied Sister Ihuoma. When Sister Ihuoma said that, a dreadful silence fell over the meeting. After a moment of thoughtful pause by the sisters, Sister Margaret said, “Sisters this is a serious matter. The kelvins might be in trouble because of Timi. We are not sure of that yet, but the whole matter has a sinister feeling about it. I will report the matter to the diocese leaders, it will be better we pursue this case from there.”

Weeks passed and no one in the diocese or the orphanage could explain exactly why the Kelvins returned their son to the orphanage or their whereabouts. One evening Sister Margaret was busy shopping cheap Taiwan clothes for the children at the orphanage, when a young man walked up to her and said, “Sister, father Theophilus wants to see you.” She did not know who father Theophilus was, or anyone called father Theophilus. “Sorry young man, I don’t know any father Theophilus,” Sister Margaret replied.  “But he knows you very well and also knows about Timi Sangana,” the young man said. When Sister Margaret heard that, she got really excited, and thought it might be worthwhile to see father Theophilus.

The young man led him to a car parked some distance away from the market. When they got to the car the young man opened the car door for her to get in; but Sister Margaret wanted to see the father first before getting into the car. Slowly the glass was wound down and someone Sister Margaret knew very well greeted her and made a sign with his finger for her not to say a word. Hurriedly Sister Margaret got into the car and couldn’t wait for him to explain to her what was really going on. 

“Since when did you become a reverend father Mr. Kelvin? What really is going on? Tell me!” Sister Margaret asked. “A few weeks ago I and my wife got a call to return the boy to the orphanage. I still do not know who called us. But whoever he is, he is very powerful. At first we resisted and told him we were Timi’s lawful parents. His calls turned to threats and we thought to inform the police. After we informed the police of this mystery man’s calls and threats, my wife got kidnapped…” Mr. Kelvin explained. “What! Where is your wife now?” interjected Sister Margaret. “My wife was returned to me unharmed after I sent Timi back to you people. My wife believes, she will even swear on her life, that she was kidnapped by the police,” said Mr. Kelvin. “Oh my God! Mr. Kelvin you really are scaring me right now,” Sister Margaret said, her eyes darting about.

“Sister I disguised myself to reach you, so I could warn you. The boy is in danger; my son is in real danger. My wife loves him a lot. She can’t stop crying. We love him.” “What do you intend to do now?” “I intend to disappear with my wife. This man who wants Timi returned is powerful. He threatened to use Taiwanese government against us if we did not comply with his demand. He has that much power. He claimed he could shut down our businesses with a phone call to Taiwan. He seems to know a lot about me and my wife.” “Was there any other thing he demanded about the Boy?” “No. He wanted Timi returned. But surprisingly he assured us that no harm will come to him. I want to ask you, Sister Margaret, where did you say you found Timi?” “I have told you the truth, I lie not. Believe me, I found him in a refuse dump on Maloney Street about ten years ago,” said Sister Margaret tearfully.

“You don’t have to cry about this sister. I only came to let you know what you are dealing with. I have to go now.” “Wait Mr. Kelvin. What if they come by night and kill all of us at the orphanage?” “They won’t do that. If they wanted to do that, they would have done it ten years ago. I think they want him where he is now.” Sister Margaret stepped out of the car and looked around to know if anybody was watching her. She was too afraid to walk back to the market, so the young man who walked her to the car offered to walk her back. Before she left, Mr. Kelvin warned her, “Make sure you don’t involve the police. They are working together with the mystery man.”

Immediately the boy who walked Sister Margaret back to the market rejoined Mr. Kelvin, they drove out of town to an abandoned old warehouse. Waiting for him at the warehouse were Shetima Simon and Ogadinma Michael. “I have told her everything you wanted me to say; Frank was there he witnessed everything. Can I have my life back now?” asked Mr. Kelvin. “Frank did he do as was told?” asked Shetima. “He did well out there. He complied very well,” replied Frank. “Ok then, Mr. Kelvin, you can go now, your life is yours for now. Remember not to squeal a word of this to anyone. We are the law, we are the police and we are everything. Even in Taiwan we will be watching you. Adios Mr. Kelvin,” said Shetima. The mystery man had played his card very. Mr. Kelvin has helped create the intimidating impression they wanted him to create of them on those at the orphanage. Now that Mr. Kelvin is out of the way and the management of the orphanage scared stiff, they will do just whatever they want them to do. The boy, Timi Sangana must never have a home; that was his biological father’s desire, and so he will make sure it remains.

Back at the orphanage Sister Margaret called a meeting. This time the meeting was held at the convent so the children in the orphanage would not hear them. Sister Margaret narrated to the nuns all that Mr. Kelvin had told her, and they were really scared. Some of them suggested they throw Timi Sangana out of the orphanage. Sister Margaret frowned at this and barked at the nuns who suggested it, “The church is the last hope of mankind, do you now suggest we, out of fear, begin to turn people away and in this case an innocent, homeless ten-year-old boy?” “From what you have told us Sister, it is clear they want the boy here and I suppose they won’t come to harm him or any of us. What he needs from us is love not rejection,” that was Sister Rose. “Thank you Sister Rose. If anyone here is afraid, you should know I am afraid too. But this is what we will do; we won’t give in to our fear and throw the child away. He stays here! And if they want a fight, let them bring it on. On our knees we will fight back!”


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