Water roughly splashed across his face roused him.

It took his eyes several minutes to adjust because

they were hurting and his head was also pounding.

He was still in the same alley but now had the

unwanted company of all five of his assailants.

Their leader judging by his bearing was an almost toothless heavyset man-ape,

tattooed generously across the face with ancient Oyo tribal marks.

He looked more burnt than black. Even in his dazed state,

Fido concluded death would be scared of the man.



“E joo sa…” {Sorry, sir…} Fido started to say.

“Nomuba wan, mo hate ki eeyan ma pe mi ni sa” {number one, I hate people who address me as sir} the man said.

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