THE PRODIGAL SON - Episode 22

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Meeting of the Top Axe Men
Mujib and his boys were dragged into the venue of the meeting with their hands bound. “I instructed that they be brought here naked! Number three! Why are they still in their clothes?! Strip them naked!” Number one barked. The boys working with Number three began to strip Mujib and his boys naked.

Mujib was surprised by the reaction of Number one. He had thought he would be untied the moment he was brought before Number one. The mood in which he found Number one further drove home the feeling that he was in trouble.


“Are you aware that we are on the verge of war, Mujib? You disobeyed Number two and went ahead to kill his cousin and in the process got a Buccaneer killed. Now the Buccaneers want blood. I swear Mujib, there will be no war over your mistakes. If blood will be spilled, then it will be yours…lie them down and beat them silly! Make sure you give Mujib the machete treatment!” Number one barked. Mujib and his boys were stretched out on the floor, all naked. Buckets of water were emptied on them before the gruesome beating began.

The Search for Aafro
After Ameen and his guys had found Michael and Lanre, they left Oro in search of Aafro and the two dead bodies he left to bury. Far away from school community, Aafro, Wande and the boys with them laboured immensely to dig a deep grave for the two dead bodies in their possession. “I think we should not bury this Buccaneer. We can leave his body here and return. I know the Buccaneers, they will ask for his body when they find out we are behind his death,” Wande suggested. “No, we should bury him and deny that Axe Men are behind his death,” Aafro said. He was really scared. He knew he was in trouble for obeying Mujib, even when Number two made it clear that they leave his cousin alone.

While they argued whether to bury the Buccaneer or not, Wande was busy exchanging text messages with Ameen and Dekunle. Aafro was so scared over what he had done that he did not suspect what Wande was doing. Eventually, Aafro won the argument about burying the Buccaneer and so they lowered him into the grave and placed him on top of the unknown entity they had killed in the hit against Michael. Things went awry for Aafro while they were covering the grave. Out of the blue, Ameen and some hit men stormed into the site of the grave.

Aafro felt like bolting away when Ameen and his squad from Dekunle arrived at the site of the grave. Being a kush man, Aafro knew someone amongst his men had set him up. He knew the only way Ameen could have found him in the bush that night was if someone guided them to him. Painfully, Aafro searched the faces of his men, looking for a cue in their faces to find which of them betrayed him. They all, including Wande were disarmed and were bundled down to the shrine of the Axe Men that night.

The body of the Buccaneer cultist who was killed that night was dug out of his grave and laid by the road side. When Aafro saw that, he knew immediately that the leadership of Axe Men confraternity was negotiating with Buccaneers. This made him much more afraid. The prize of negotiating such peace deals with a rival cult group was to hand over to the wronged cult group those who carried out the illegal hit which led to the death of their member.

Meeting of the Top Axe Men
Back at the meeting, Mujib and his boys had been so beaten up that their skin peeled off. Some of them had cried so much for mercy that they lost their voices. Mujib was given several machete cuts on his thigh for sanctioning a hit against the order of his superior. To the uninitiated, Mujib and his boys looked like dead men, however, as bad as it looked, it was only a routine beating – a regular punishment for disloyal members of the confraternity. Later that night, Mujib and his boys were taken to their medical doctor for treatment. Though Mujib had survived the gruesome punishment that night, he knew he could still lose his life the next day.

Ijebu Igbo
The house where they kept them was an old, ramshackle house. Though it looked derelict from the outside, it had some nice pieces of furniture inside. Dejib had been called out to take care of Michael and Lanre. Outside, a commercial motorcycle rider dropped off Deji. He had broken down in tears when Dekunle called to inform him that Michael and Lanre were alive. “Who are you?” a harsh masculine voice asked. The sound of the voice rattled Deji. He was much more shaken when the barrel of a pump action gun was pointed at his head. “I… am… Deji. Dekunle… sent me here to take care of my friends, Michael and Lanre,” Deji said, trying his best not to urinate on himself.

The cultist who had his gun pointed at his head lowered the gun and asked, “Did you bring the stuffs Number two asked you to bring?” “Yes, here they are,” Deji replied, raising the nylon bag in his hand. It was then that Deji noticed that there were four more armed cultists crouching in the dark and wielding their guns dangerously. The cultist led Deji to the door of the house, knocked on it in a unique pattern and waited. A few seconds later, the door was unlocked from inside. “Go inside and help your friends,” said the cultist.

Deji disappeared into the room, happy to be away from the guns outside. “Michael! Lanre! Oh God! So you two are alive indeed?!” Michael and Lanre looked sober and solemn. The night had changed them forever. Michael opened his mouth to speak, but instead tears flooded down from his eyes and he began to cry, “Deji, God spared my life! He spared my life in spite of my many sins. I feel like I don’t deserve to be alive…” He swallowed hard, fighting to keep himself from wailing like a little girl.

They all hugged and sobbed for a few minutes. Lanre was so subdued, he said no word. Much later they showed Deji their gun wounds. Michael had been grazed on the shoulder by a bullet, while Lanre had a graze on his thigh. “Oh Jesus! The bullet which hit your shoulder could easily have gone through your heart…God! I am done living the way we have lived all these years. I am not sure we will get another chance if we do not follow God after this,” Deji lamented.

Abuja
Candy and Felix were in a swimming pool kissing, in-between their kiss Candy would continue the story she had been telling him. “I was made to feel that way. I had no choice…well, so I felt then. I know my parents cared for me, but they went about it the wrong way. I had to run away…I went to Lagos in search of love,” Candy narrated. “And that was where the rape and the police stuffs happened, right?” Felix asked. “Of course, I mentioned it. The horror I saw was so much that right now, I feel I will never feel safe in that city. In fact, I will never live in Lagos.” “Hmmm, that is really sad, I am planning to relocate to Lagos. The city has more potential for my line of business. In fact, I have more clients there than I have here in Abuja,” Felix said grinning.

“Are you serious? You want to leave me here in Abuja and go to Lagos? What will happen to us?” Candy’s words were becoming almost a cry. “No! No! Baby stop! I was only joking! Okay I have thought about it, but I won’t leave for Lagos if this is how you feel about it.” “But you want to go to Lagos.” Felix could see tears in the corners of her eyes. “If you leave for Lagos, then I will break off this relationship,” Candy said and stormed out of the swimming pool. Felix ran after her wondering how to explain things to her.

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