Episode 4
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Ama ndi ana eze
The town was buzzling with the latest news. Another of it kind in spaces of months. Where was the security of life and properties the present government had promised?
No one was safe, not even the wretched but the rich were the worst hit.
Everyone blamed everyone and no one took responsibility. The governor wanted action and solutions from the present predicament, this was his state, his terrain. He would be damned if he didn’t get a scapegoat for all these mess. He wanted to via for a second tenure, how would he win if this unholy business persist around his state!
Angry at the trend of things, he called the state commissioner of police, his obvious anger unconcealed. He was breathing fire and brimstones as he rapt on about the incompetence of the force.
“âĻI want results Mr. Commissioner, not excuses. For how long will these menace continue in this state?”
“We are on it Your Excellency Sir. I assure you this will be their Waterloo.” The Commissioner said dryly, his inside churning at the way he was being addressed.
“This was what you said the last time! Yet no head way has been made. For how long commissioner? The people need answers.” The Governor barked. I need my position next tenure. He added silently.
“It will be unravelled soon Sir. We are strongly on their scent this time.” The Commissioner said, wishing he could think of something else but this. He was pinning to be elevated to Assistant Inspector General come next year. He didn’t need this little fiasco on his plate to deter his ascension. Neither did he need the overbearing governor breathing down his neck, telling him what to do!
He called in his Chief Superintendent into his office once the obnoxious call was over. The breathing down on necks wouldn’t end with his, he mused.
The Chief Superintendent left the Commissioner’s office red with anger. He had never been so humiliated since his service in the force. One would think he was the reason they were yet to make a break in the case.
He had been ordered to have a brief with the other Chief Superintendents in the state. The case was no longer to be treated with kids glove. It was no on ‘Red Notice’.
It was an indoor meeting held at the Police headquarters and it went on for hours. No one except some selected hard to gring Inspectors were allowed in, to join the deliberation.
Strategies were formulate, assignments were drawn, task were marshalled out and hopes were raised. The Police was ready this time, not again would they be taken unaware.
The bald Sergeant watched all these commotion unfolding from within the confine of his office in the Headquarters. Why all these fuse now, he wondered. There were lots of other crimes that should have piqued the interest of the force, why this in particular?
Grumbling something to his office mate as a form of excuse, he headed straight to the abandoned rest room at the far end of the buildings and made a quick call.
By Judith Oraka.
