When other young ladies would be flaunting the
new additions to their wardrobe this yuletide, 23-
year-old Ngozi Okoye (real name concealed) will
be sad and bemoaning the evil fate that befell her
just days before Christmas.
Shapely Ngozi, a native of
Ogidi, Idemili North Local
Government Area, Anambra
State, who had vowed to go into marriage as a
virgin, was brutally raped by her elder brother's
best friend on December 16, 2013, leaving her
shattered into a 1000 pieces like the windshield of
a car, her virgin blood spilled and highly treasured
virtue forever taken by a scoundrel.
Even more pathetic is the fact that she escaped
the mayhem of Boko Haram in troubled Bauchi
State, only to be savaged by the foul, filthy hands
and mind of a son-of-the-devil lurking at home, in
the heart of Igboland. For her the rape experience
is like a case of running from frying pan into fire.
Ngozi's taste of hell on earth began on Monday,
December 16, when she went to her shop behind
the Obosi Town hall, Obosi, also in Idemili North
LGA to do her normal business of running a beer
palour with her elder brother, which he set up to
survive the hard times after relocating home in the
wake of the incessant Boko Haram bombings in
Bauchi.
As if the devil was playing a one-person chess
game in which she was the pawn, the evil being
first sent the woman that sold the shop to Ngozi's
brother at the cost of N60,000, who showed up to
seek payment of the balance of N15,000 after the
brother had paid an initial sum of N45,000.
Recalling how she came into the picture, Ngozi
said: "My brother told me about how people who
came to the shop always requested for fresh fish
peppersoup and other delicacies.
As I had not found anything to do since we
returned from Bauchi, my brother pleaded with me
to join him in Obosi so that I could be preparing
the delicacies and selling to customers who come
to the shop to drink. When I came, we started the
business and it was still trying to stand when one
day, the woman that sold the shop to my brother
came. "She was doing the same business like us,
so she left behind some plastic chairs and a deep
freezer. As my brother could not afford to buy his
own freezer, we decided to be using the woman's
own with her consent anyway.
Then one day, she told my brother to give her
N20,000 so she could leave the freezer for us. My
brother agreed; we were still trying to raise money
to pay for it and also complete the payment for the
shop when she came on Monday to carry the
freezer." "The day before, on Sunday, and I had
gone to the market and bought some fresh fish
and meat. I put these items in the deep freezer for
preservation. So as I was about cleaning the shop
the next day when the woman came and began
shouting on top of her voice that she must take
the freezer away. I was still pleading and telling
her I kept something in the freezer when she
stormed out and returned in company with two
men who I noticed were commercial motorcyclists.
She ordered them to go into the shop and bring
out the freezer. They came in and threw the fish,
meat and every other item in the freezer out and
took it away."
Rapist appears, promising Greek gift As Ngozi was
lamenting over the sudden turn of events that
spoiled her sales projections for the season, the
evil being moved another of his chess pieces to
act out his assigned role: the suspect, Tochukwu
Nebo, popularly called Baby Boy in Obosi showed
up with an offer to give Ngozi another freezer to
enable her to continue with the business since her
elder brother happened to be his friend. Probably
elated, she did not recognize the Greek gift the
son-of-the-devil was dangling before her.
Her words: "I was still crying that my last hope of
continuing the business of selling fresh fish and
peppersoup had been aborted by the woman when
she took the deep freezer away. Then Toochukwu
(we call him Baby Boy) who is my elder brother's
friend came to me. I thought he came to help me.
There was a time he took refuge in our house
when he was wanted for something in Obosi. So
he came to the shop that Monday and tried to
console me, saying that I should stop crying. He
said he had three deep freezers; that he would go
home, consult his wife and then give me one to
continue my business. He left and after about one
hour later, he came back and told me to follow him
to his house so that we could discuss with his
wife.
I said I would wait for my brother to return first
since the shop was not mine alone. He became
angry and started shouting at me, trying to force
me to follow him. By that time it was already
getting dark. Then he raised his shirt and showed
me a pistol tucked into his waist band and ordered
me to remain silent, and threatened to shoot me if
I said anything or shouted. I still insisted I would
not go with him on a waiting motorcycle. He
brought out a cutlass and as I tried to hold his
hand and save myself, the sharp edge of the blade
cut my hand. I was bleeding profusely and began
to shout for help but nobody came to my rescue
because Baby Boy is notorious in the community.
Whenever anybody came and saw that it was
between Baby Boy and a girl, they just left without
saying or doing anything. He continued dragging
me until I got on the motorcycle. When we got to
his house at Akwasi-Ire village, Obosi, directly
opposite the home of former Commonwealth
Secretary General, Chief Emeka Anyaoku, he
stopped and pretended to make a call after which
he said his wife said I must come into the
compound. I refused and said his wife should
come out. "At that point, he lifted and put me on
his shoulder and kicked the gate open with his
leg.
The time was already 9.30pm. As I was crying for
help, I could hear people's voices in the big
building. It was fully occupied by tenants but
nobody came to my rescue. He took me straight
to his bedroom, threw me on the bed and left.
When he left, I tried to escape, but discovered that
he locked the room. Shortly after he returned and
brought out the gun, pointed it at me and ordered
me to UnCloth. I refused and he pounced on me,
tore my pant. A struggle ensued between us but
being stronger than myself, he overpowered me
and tried to force himself inside me.
At that moment, I tried to calm him down, telling
him I was still a virgin. Initially, he broke into
laughter and said that the only way to know that a
23-year- old girl is still a virgin is by testing it
himself. "He looked around and saw a key holder
with an opener. He brought it close to the bed and
started beating me because I didn't to his evil
desire. Then he tied my long hair which I just
plaited before that day to the iron rods of burglary
proof at the window; he tied my two legs
separately with white rope to the iron bar in the
room before he forced the key holder into my
private part as his manhood could not penetrate.
Immediately, blood oozed out.
He was shocked and tried to stop the flow with my
pant that he had torn. The pain was so
excruciating that I passed out. "When I regained
consciousness, I saw myself on the bare floor in
his room alone in the pool of my own blood with
water gushing out of my body. I noticed then that
he had tried to use water to bring me back to
consciousness. It was at that moment that he told
me that he was surprised to see that I was truly a
virgin at my age. He said that in Obosi, at 14
years, all the girls had known men.
I thought he had come back to his senses but
shortly after saying that with the gun pointing at
my forehead, he began raping me again. After
several hours of battling for life I pretended to
have passed out again. He ran out and came back
in the company with another guy who came into
the room and discovered I was still breathing. I
overhead him telling Baby Boy that I was still
alive. "While they were still discussing outside, I
picked up my phone, tried to call my brother but I
had only N3 credit left; he called me back but
before I could answer him, Baby Boy heard my
voice and rushed into the room; he saw me
holding a phone, it was ringing but I couldn't pick
it because he was so furious and was ready to kill
me.
He snatched the phone and saw it was my brother
calling, he took it and held it until it stopped
ringing. He ordered me to pick it the second time
and tell my brother whatever he told me to say.
With gun pointing at my head, he said I should tell
my brother that it was very late, so he took me
home to stay with his wife and I was in the same
room with his wife. I said so thinking he was
going to release me. Shortly after that, my brother
called him on his own phone and he didn't pick it.
Later he started begging me not to tell anyone
about the incident. He took some of my hair
strands that cut off when he tied my braid to the
iron bar and my blood-soaked pant and put them
in a pit toilet in his compound. It was at that time
that I told him to take me back to the shop so that
my brother would not notice. He said it was a
good idea. As we were going to the shop, he
promised me give me the deep freezer for free and
N10,000 if I kept the incident secret. I said yes
and he dropped me and went back to his house.
Moreover, a woman who introduced herself to me
on the phone as his wife promised to give me
N100, 000 if I withdrew the complaint. Well, I have
told all these things to the security agents. "I
didn't know that when I spoke to my brother
before my credit finished that he heard part of
what I said and quickly called one woman who is
our neighbour in the shop who confirmed that
when the incident started at the shop, that she
thought it was armed robbery and she quickly
closed her shop and then called the Obosi
Vigilance Service who came in the morning and
surrounded the shop. They were shouting open
this door, open this door. When I opened it, I saw
security men and I told them my story and along
the line, I fainted."

Its a pity your brother was a friend to a known criminal. Anyway the idiot shld b castrated