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|WEB...Travails of a detective. by jhurney(m): 1:48pm On Feb 18, 2018|
Hardwork and success are not the same thing, but hardwork serves as a catalyst to success, The inspector general swallowed and continued with his speech, Inspector james not only solved a fourteen year old case, he also made the Nigerian police, a force to reckon with in the world.
Due to his efforts in unravelling and solving this case, The President alongside other stakeholders in this country hereby bestow upon him, The honour of being a "member of the federal republic" coupled with his promotion to the post of Assistant inspector general of police, A position we all know he's proven himself capable of holding. I therefore call on the president to present the award, The inspector general concluded.
I stood up with my shaking legs and started walking to the podium, then the events of the past years began to unfold...
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|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by jhurney(m): 1:55pm On Feb 18, 2018|
Few comments and i'll continue. Encourage me.
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by Omoalhaja77: 2:14pm On Feb 18, 2018|
I dey follow u Jhurney....kipit coming!!
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by Cadec007(m): 2:32pm On Feb 18, 2018|
Hmmmmmm hope sey action dey well well............following sha
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by jhurney(m): 3:12pm On Feb 18, 2018|
Just fight a little longer my friend,
It's all worth it in the end,
But when you've got nobody to turn to,
Just hold on and i'll find you...
I hummed along with the song as i took the bend that led to where our apartment was located.
we lived in lagos and dad was home for the weekend as usual, he drove a truck for one of the leading pharmaceutical companies in Abuja so comes home every weekend, i was the only boy in a family of four.
I met the door locked when i got home which got me surprised since daddy was always at home whenever he is around, i was still in my state of shock when i saw some sort of procession approaching our house, mum was held firmly by some men and my elder sister slowly tagged along. I ran to meet them , mum looked me in the eye and started to shout “They've killed him, they've murdered him” i could not comprehend and looked on in silence, my sister who was already crying hugged me and kept on patting my head, i silently asked, what is going on sis? She just kept on sniffing and tried so hard to control her tears.
A car slowly drove in and stopped, some family members i could recognize came down from the vehicle, The proceeded to the the back of the car, opened the boot and gently brought out a body wrapped in white linen, before placing it on the ground.
The body on the ground was my father's. someone slightly raised the linen so people could see his face. in my distress, i forcefully removed the linen totally. It was a gory sight, on his stomach was carved the letter c, everywhere turned black and i passed out...
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|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by jhurney(m): 3:14pm On Feb 18, 2018|
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by Cadec007(m): 3:16pm On Feb 18, 2018|
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by Cadec007(m): 3:17pm On Feb 18, 2018|
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by Cadec007(m): 3:18pm On Feb 18, 2018|
jhurney:ok o but there is romance right?
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by jhurney(m): 3:20pm On Feb 18, 2018|
Cadec007:just follow the story O:-
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by Cadec007(m): 3:21pm On Feb 18, 2018|
jhurney:ok o next pls
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by jhurney(m): 3:33pm On Feb 18, 2018|
Stay strong son, there is more to my death, Dad please dont leave us, daddy please!!! i woke up to see lots of concerned faces, my mum, sister, few nurses and a doctor, were you having a nightmare? Mum asked, no mum i replied, how are you doing? I asked, as i needed to stay strong since i was the only man in the house now, although deep inside me, i blamed myself for his death, only if i had not gone to play football.
I was discharged the following day. Dad was buried without much fanfare, it was a sad event that needed no celebration, he was only forty-five when he died. After the burial rites mum was able to narrate what really happened, she said some armed men came into our home during the early hours of the day, they locked up mum and my elder sister in a room, dragged dad to the living room and murdered him.
My mum and sister were helpless as they could do nothing to prevent the situation, their shouts only attracted the attention of the neighbours after the killers were long gone, what was more painful was the manner of his death, his throat was slit not mentioning the incision made on his stomach. They did not stop at that, they also dropped his corpse at a T junction some kilometers to our house.
My sister told me she overheard the killers cursing dad and speaking some words she did not really hear except that she heard something like, your loose mouth caused your death.
Life slowly returned back to normal, i resumed school after spending few weeks at home, there was the promotional exam at school that i needed to sit for if i wish to graduate from secondary school the following year...
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by jhurney(m): 3:45pm On Feb 18, 2018|
two more updates in the evening.
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by Cadec007(m): 3:47pm On Feb 18, 2018|
Nxt!! Feed us more
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by Cadec007(m): 3:48pm On Feb 18, 2018|
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by xaviercasmir(m): 6:33pm On Feb 18, 2018|
Nice story line bro. Following already
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by just2day: 11:19pm On Feb 18, 2018|
I'll be popping in to see how this develops. Goodluck
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by jhurney(m): 8:32am On Feb 19, 2018|
It was a year after daddy's death, life had gradually returned back to normal. Besides my senior secondary school certificate examination was fast approaching and I really had to perform well in it. I already sat for jamb and I had a reasonable score.
Rather than choose a university where I'd further my education like most of my mates did. I opted for the Nigerian police academy. I wrote the exams and passed. I only needed my o level results to cement my place in the academy. To become a police officer was never my childhood dream, but since my dad's death, I always wanted justice to prevail no matter the price needed to effect the justice.
As expected, mum refused to support my decision, i didn't blame her since i knew how she felt, i cajoled my sister into supporting me thereby helping me change her mind.
Tolu, “I'm going to disown your brother, his father died last year, and here he is telling me he wants to be a police officer, my mother yelled. Mummy that is his decision, let him be. All he needs now is your prayers, my sister Chipped in. It was not until the following week that she finally agreed. "
I wrote my o level exams and patiently waited for the results, while I waited, I ceased the opportunity to learn boxing.
My joy knew no bounds when the results came out and I had all the necessary credits required of me to gain admission into the academy.
I started preparing as we were to resume the following month, since I had no relatives, mummy was saddled with the responsibility of getting all I needed in the academy.
I was getting ready for life...
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by jhurney(m): 8:50am On Feb 19, 2018|
It was a week to resumption in the police academy when an event occurred, I was having a discussion with mom in our backyard when my sister came calling, she said some people were inside our house to see mom.
We went inside and met some people already seated, i knew they were policemen due to their attire. mom greeted and they replied, Are you Mrs Matthew ola? They asked, yes, my mom replied. Any problem, she added. No ma, we are only here to ask you some questions as regards your husband's death, they said.
Surprise was visible on my face as it was already more than a year since he died, and we already moved on, besides when we reported the case to the police then, they did nothing.
They asked some questions in which mom was able to answer some, i asked them if anything was amiss, they said nothing was wrong that they just needed the information, i was not satisfied as i knew they were up to something, i let it slide though. They went away leaving us in the dark.
I resumed at the police academy the following week, i did the medical check-up required of us and i was given a registration number “PA105” we were to be called by the number on the premises, i quickly settled to life in the academy. Life in the academy was fun and strenuous, we engaged in lots of physical exercises that by the third week my skinny look was already changed to a physically built structure.
We were shared into groups, i was made the leader of group g, this was obviously due to the positive and leadership qualities i exhibited during the few trainings we had before we were grouped. My assistant was a girl called tinu, the first time i set my eyes on her, i wondered what she was doing in the academy, she is too beautiful to be a police officer, so i thought.
Each group tried to perform better than the other groups so as to earn favour from the instructors, The best group usually enjoyed more freedom to train in some facilities that were yet to be legalized for us...
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by jhurney(m): 8:52am On Feb 19, 2018|
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by Cadec007(m): 9:35am On Feb 19, 2018|
Getting Interesting.......i suspect foul play......nxt pls
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by Cadec007(m): 9:38am On Feb 19, 2018|
Gucciqueen38, biadefolar, electrica, twoclans, shewrites, queenitee, kimberlywest, correctguy101 check this out comments needed pls
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by Evold: 10:20am On Feb 19, 2018|
My kind of story although its in first person
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by codesty: 3:29pm On Feb 19, 2018|
you mean N.P.A offer admission without man know man, favourism, politics etc
Which year was that?
Nice story dude, more ink 2ya pen
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by Nobody: 4:46pm On Feb 19, 2018|
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by Nobody: 4:47pm On Feb 19, 2018|
Nice one dear.. Following
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by Cadec007(m): 5:00pm On Feb 19, 2018|
Gucciqueen38:you are welcome love
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by queenitee(f): 7:21pm On Feb 19, 2018|
Cadec007:I'm here, thanks
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by Cadec007(m): 7:46pm On Feb 19, 2018|
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by jhurney(m): 9:51pm On Feb 19, 2018|
codesty:pure fiction fiction sir...
i know nfin about how the npa runs.
i hope you enjoy it
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by Cadec007(m): 1:57am On Feb 20, 2018|
When is ur nxt post?
|Re: WEB...Travails of a detective. by jhurney(m): 7:06am On Feb 21, 2018|
I was twenty years of age when I gained admission into the Nigerian police academy, I enrolled as a cadet inspector since my only educational qualification as at then was my secondary school leaving certificate, although we were given the opportunity to choose a course of study, i chose mathematics.
Our training was split into three stages, the basic, intermediate and the advanced level respectively. I spent a total of eighteen months in the academy, six months for each level.
The basic stage was quite easy, we were mainly drilled for physical fitness and other related activities. We were trained on how to handle a weapon during the intermediate stage, this stage proved to be the most interesting of the lot. We engaged in shooting exercise, we were thought traffic control ethics and lots more.
The last stage which is the final stage was the period we were made to put into practice, all the things we learnt. We were given crimes to investigate, cases to solve and much more. It was during this stage that I experienced one of the most shocking of my life experience.
Once in a while, distress calls are received from the city where our academy resides, in such situations some of the trainees as we were called are chosen to tag along with the qualified policemen amidst us, it was also part of our training although sometimes dangerous. such was the situation I found myself that fateful day.
PA105, The chief instructor barked, I hurriedly rushed to meet him as he was a hot tempered person. You called me sir, I voiced out after I saluted him. Yes, you along with PA115 will accompany us to town, our help is needed there.
PA115 was very popular among the trainees, he was my worthy rival and we never saw eye to eye, he was the leader of group d and popularly referred to as lekson coined from his real name, Leke.
We set out in company of some of our instructors in the academy, we were briefed about the situation, there was a robbery incident and we were the nearest backup available. I was scared even though we've been trained on the use of guns. I glanced at Leke and saw confidence written all over his face. I said my prayers and hoped for the best...
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