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Ibunkun1:
Ha!,this Boy Died.Hmm

life doesn't always turn out the way we think.... Hope u r enjoying it

Ibunkun1:
Welldone Bro.Hw Can They Treat A Ten Year Old Boy like That.Well If The Boy Survives,he's Gonna Become A Heartless Soul

Hmmmmmm 'if'........ Let's see how it turns out

CHAPTER 14



Dedicated to Shalomdee,, Deji124,, wizsolzy,, xaviercasmir,, Benteazaa,, Evajael,, donkelz,, ibunkun1 and other ghost followers.....


The boy had been sedated. The injection given to him intravenously had induced him into a complete state of trance making him unaware of his action.. The men knew the boy wouldn't give up his brother in his right mind, they had no other option than to rob him of his mind, the bloody minded boy was completely loyal to his brother even at the state of death...

Loyalty is rare, even soldiers betray their commanders,,ministers their country,wife her husband, son his parents, brother his sisters and even Judas betrayed Jesus, and they were all adults, but this boy who didn't even know the importance of loyalty had stood strongly amid all his misfortunes.. Now he had given up, but that was because he had been hypnotized....

"where is the building?"
"I don't know, but it was very close to iroko market place"

"who else knows the place? "

" no one? "

" how am I supposed to believe that? "even while being tranquilized, the men still have a pang of skepticism for the boy had given them the toughest time of their lives.. None of them would have survived what the boy had... They couldn't deny the fact..

"The building was situated in the forest"

"Good of you, now I will end your sorry life, if you are fortunate enough to be reborn, choose a better destiny. "
Still unaware of his actions, Jason was completely deformed.. No one could recognized him again, he had been beaten to Stupor, not even sextone can identify him, not even the Indifferent Emanuella.

" Tell your bitch mother that I wish I can enjoy her pussy again"

"what should we do to him, boss" a man said

"kill him and dump him in the flood, let the water take care of his useless body"...

The man smiled to himself, he had been given a fair chance to unleash his own share of anger on him, the boy had given him sleepless night. He happily accepted the task..

He brought out a string from his back pocket and tied it round his neck, he was going to strangle him....
The boy, whose throat was being squeezed by a Taut rope was choking. He was gasping for breathe, although he was too jaded to fight, his body was responding to the cut off in oxygen supply, he was now suffocating.

Jason heard his own body getting quieter, with the tight skull cap over his ears, he could hear his own breathing amplified in his head. It was getting slower..... More slower.... More difficult to inhale..

His body was no longer able to fight off the compressing sensation that accompanied his own blood racing from his extremities like a crew abandoning ship, flowing instinctively to his vital organs in a last ditch effort to keep his conscious...
A loosing battle, he knew, he felt his soul admitting defeat, teetering on the brink between presence and absence, life and death, with blood gushing from his wide opened eyes,, Jason stopped breathing...

It's been two minutes since he stopped breathing, the predictor won't let go of his prey, the nefarious man still strangled the boy even after he had stopped moving, after his heart had stopped..
The man wished he could kill him all over again... He was indeed a devil.
He picked the dead boy and threw him into the heavy flood whose strong wave swept him like a nylon into the ocean. Jason was gone.....

CHAPTER 13



Jason was screaming in pains,he wondered why all there were happening to him, why they were after his family, he seemed to be lost as everything looked obscure to him.. He was just a regular boy who had dreams of becoming a medical doctor in the future, to fulfil that dream, he knew he should be in school with other children of his age, but here he was twisted by faith, in an unknown place in the midst of anonymous monsters.. Hoodlums who had destroyed his home, his life, his career and now they are after his life..

Jason was really ready to die now, perhaps end the suffering he was born into,,but his life had proven tough to be taken, just when he thought it is over, things turned the table, someone from nowhere would save the day,and then another greater ordeal awaited him..

"I'm asking you for the last time,where is the baby"..

Jason knew he couldn't tell him what he had been wanting to hear neither could he keep quite. The former would mean a certain abyss for his baby brother and himself thereby reneging on the promise he had made their mother. The later would land him into another round of punches or even worse. However, the later seemed the better option as he couldn't sacrifice his baby brother.

"I - - - - - don----nt - - - - kn--ow" he stammered...

"you made a big mistake you bastard, you will be sorry for not giving me what I need"

He picked up the boy like a garbage and threw him against the wall, as he fell to the ground, he forcefully marched his ankle dislocating a bone, the boy screamed. He gave him round of punches on the face,one of the eyes got closed and refuse to see anything but darkness, the other was still opened, however blood had formed in the cornea making his vision blurred.. It was a miracle for the boy to have survived such mishaps, but it was only the beginning.

The monster picked the bottle of beer from which one of them had earlier sipped and burst it on his skull, he quickly gathered the scattered broken pieces picked up the boy far above his head and dropped him forcefully on the gathered broken bottle..he fainted..

"not so soon, you bitch",, the leader ordered one of the men to inject him... He immediately brought out a hypodermic syringe containing some liquid substances..he injected its contents into his system... The men laughed demonicly as the boy Clamor in pain...

Soon, the boy started convulsing, it was an intense, paraxysmal, involuntary muscular contractions, in a few seconds, the convulsions stopped.
The leader stepped towards him and said "let's see how strong you are, if you can survive this, where is the babe!?" he asked again.

"I left him in an uncompleted building three days ago, ".. The boy gave up the fight.. He had been defeated....

Chai u go fear ghost readers...... They can ghost read without comments..... Well Sha i hail Una o

Shalomdee:
Why are they treating the young boy like that and what do they want with his brother? nice update

perhaps we shall know as time goes.... Lol

I hope this piece is still being followed.....?

CHAPTER 12


"where is the baby?" he said in a murmur

"I don't know "
The leader sent a punch down his stomach, this sent him to the ground, he staggered backward and held his stomach gently squeezing it while in pain.. He felt the strike, it was the most excruciating hit he had ever experienced..soon the boy threw up all that he had eaten, not that he had taken any balanced diet,,he had only taken a loaf of staled bread since three days and unfortunately, he didn't even finish it.. Now the worms who had earlier welcomed the spoiled bread were affected by the hit, this made them speedily ejected it. To them it appeared they were been reprimanded for their feast..

"where is the baby? "said again, This time in a louder voice..
Jason was quiet for he knew the only answer he could give will land him in another state of mayhem. He couldn't have told them where his babe brother was, that is not going to happen, since he could be killed either way, he could only save his brother by concealing his whereabouts.

Without warning, the man sent another two sets of punches simultaneously, one landed on his abdominal region another to his left jaw.. Since there wasn't anymore meal in his stomach, he vomited blood, he couldn't see for a minute as all he could see were dancing stars around his periphery of his vision..

"that was for keeping me waiting, you don't want to test my patience, for if you do, young man, I will kill you slowly and you will regret ever being born".... Jason looked terrible, bruises all over him, his face was swollen and the handsome boy had turned Hideous,, he splited out blood which was accompanied by a tooth, he had just lost a tooth...

The man brought another set of rizla, and repeated what he had earlier done..the other men smiled devilishly, one of them brought out a bottle of alcoholic drink and sipped a little quantity .. He was enjoying how the boy was being rough handled......

Dropping the remains on the floor, the leader knelt before him and repeatedly said "where is the baby?

CHAPTER 11


Jason, who was yet to be discovered by his hunters thought of how he could escape the men, he needed to prepare for the worst but in this predicaments he was skeptical, he only prayed that he was not discovered at all..
"I don't think he's here "one of the men who was earlier filled with skepticism said.
" perhaps, he's dead and being carried away by the flood" another said..
The leader stood for a while, it appeared that he was trying to ransack the environment for the last time.. he's the most silent of all but he's the most dangerous, he had killed thousands and he had even lost count. Of all the gang of killers, he was the most feared..
"you are right, he's not here, let's go!! "..

Jason could not believe his luck, the men had just given up the search for him. He was right next to them and luck had conceal him from their discovery.

The men had started leaving when the leader halted suddenly.. He had noticed something bizarre, the drum was standing while the contents were scattered everywhere, it was rather fremd for he knew if the junks and garbage were dispersed, the drum ought to be lying flat on the floor and not otherwise..
Even if someone had emptied the drum, it will be too light for it to withstand the heavy flood. a light drum of such would have been easily swept away by the voracious flood, but there it was standing firmed to the ground... He knew that their prey was contained in the container.. He was absolutely certain


The leader sauntered swiftly towards the container and opened it, there he was lying frozen in the drum.. "you this bloody son of a gun" he said angrily as he jerked him out,, he was as light as a feather,, he had lost kilograms of weight... Four heavy slaps landed on Jason's face consecutively..

Unsurprisingly, the boy didn't feel the effects of the hits for every part of him was frozen, his blood was beginning to clot. Jason knew the end was near, he knew no one could save him from there torments. He couldn't scream for no one will hear his voice,, his tiny voice was not audible enough to be heard amid the loud rumble of thunder... "bring him along!!"the leader ordered..

He was picked up like a paper, he was very light.. A chubby boy he was had become so lean, his emaciation was as a result of starvation, his skeletal system had emanated from his little meat on it.. He was a walking dead...

Soon, they got to a dilapidated building which had been relinquished for decades.. Jason was dropped like a log, he was being glared at scornfully..
"let me finish him off boss" one of them demanded..
"no, I still have to ask where his brother is" the leader replied...
"now listen to me, you mongrel! "he continued in a cold voice.
" you have two options, answer my questions and die a painless death or answer my questions and die distraughtly,.. Either way, you will answer my questions and die... " not Jason was more scared,,how could they be so cold to him,, he was only a boy of ten.." but the painful or painless death will be determined by how corporative you are ".. He concluded..

He brought out a rizla, filled it with a grinded plants that looked like weed, he rolled it into a long item and then lighted it.. In a second, he extracted the burning weed making a long draw.. As long as the rolled weed was, it was completely burned down at a single draw, he threw the Remnant on the floor and excreated the waste products through his nostrils in form of smoke. Jason coughed out as he jerked... Like a dragon, the smokers eyes turned red immediately.
"where is the baby?" he said in a murmur, he was ready for business...

To be continued soon...

Deji124:
tanks 4 d dedication.more mb 2 your phone.

thanks man..... �

Count me in.. Let's battle it out

Dedicated to my followers,, Shalomdee,, Deji124,, wizsolzy,, xaviercasmir,, Benteazaa and the other ghost readers.....

CHAPTER TEN


Two days later, omolara called him, it was on a Saturday. "Good evening handsome" she initiated the conversation. "Good evening God sent" he replied as the conversation continued. Why he referred to her as 'God sent' was understandable to only him.

Omolara, who almost didn't sleep all night, had fallen in love with him, she proposed that they meet that day, she wanted to see him everyday, her Alacrity had given her away.

"I'm really sorry dear, we cant meet today. I just finished my laundry and I need to cook something "he had replied making her feel dejected but she was determined and wasn't ready to back off so easily..

" oh! If you don't mind, I can do the cooking "she proposed again hoping to be accepted this time.. There was a long silence on the other end before he replied" alright,, I shall send you the address ".
She was very glad, her entire mind and soul were filled with happiness, if he a horse was ridden on the highway of her mind at that moment, the horse would have galloped with ease. It was a perfect feeling.
Not that omolara was a cheap damsel, it was far from that, in fact she had turned down numerous suitors before running into him but this guy was quite different, his physical appearance was Impeccable and he looked genuine

She had gone to his abode that day in her best appearance, she was claded on her most expensive skimpy gown which barely reached her knees. Although she felt quite uncomfortable as the dress was a tight one, she was more than pleased when he later commented on how sexy she was..

Omolara wasn't a bitch neither was she a call girl who was envisaaging sexual intercourse with him. She was just so into him that she was ready to give him her everything, her body, money, investment, soul and even her life.. Call it craziness, insanity, stupidity, she didn't care.. She had practically turned him to her god... Perhaps she had been hypnotized..

Now,, Its been six months since they met. Omolara had been Anticipating his professed love for her but none seemed to be forthcoming. She however have him a month Ultimatum and if he didn't prove to be the man she presumed he was, she would move on..but she knew within herself that it was just a Hogwash..

It was a Friday night, they had just returned from the cinema. Omolara sat on the sofa nor far from him, he had been staring at her and she felt rather uncomfortable.. Soon, Jide sat beside her, held her hands and said "I was sent down to earth for a mission, a mission to find someone that will complete me, I never thought that my task would be fulfilled till the very moment I met you.. I have finally found my perfection whom I have been seeking for all my life, at this moment, I still can't believe my eyes as the girl I thought only existed in fairytale now stands facing me, staring at the moon each night I saw your gentle smile, the smile that gave me the strength to make the impossible possible "
Omolara was amazed, she couldn't belive her ears tears had formed in her pretty eyes and were begging to rush down like rain, rain of joys..

" my affection for your grows each and every day "he continued" I'm totally addicted to you, when I look into your eyes, I see the real me, a person that live for a goal and purpose. I just hope that you and I can be in a relationship that is more than just friends someday.... For now I'm declaring my love for you and I will be right here waiting for you... I love you, omolara "he had just made a confession,,but was it a genuine one? He knows his primary motives was her wealth, the credulous young woman never knew he was a gold digger..

Now the tears were flowing freely, someone had to stop her from causing a flood, she didn't believe what she had just heard, although she had been Anticipating eagerly, he was just so sweat.

"what took you so long? I've been waiting for this day, I've kept my feelings for you contained for a long time as I'm in love with you, but true and honest love shouldn't be contained and kept quiet for this long. There's so much about you that most girls don't see, they only see half, they see your body but my love for you is more than skin deep, my feelings for you grow more and more each day, it grows deeper and more everlasting with every passing minutes. You mean so much to me. Your hug makes me all warm and tingly inside "she smiled and covered her face as she continued " I dream of you day in and out. I will walk one thousand miles just to hold you for one minute and have not one question about it... I'm in love with you and I will love you for the rest of my life Badmus Jide" she concluded sincerely..

Before he could say Jack Robinson, she was already all over him, kissing him passionately. Two years later, they had got married and had their first child,,, BADMUS JASON...

Shalomdee:
Nice update, just keep track of the names of your followers and type the ones you want to mention.

alright thanks bro

Deji124:
Abeg no be only u dey read am oh keep updating and letme your ardent follower keep reading.

oshey

You guys should come here o Ehn Ehn.... Abi I cant be the only one reading the story I wrote Lolz.... Plus how do I mention my followers on a post

CHAPTER NINE


It's been an hour of rigorous search for the boy but they had found nothing, they had ransacked every corner, they had left no stone unturned, yet it was futile. One of them had been skeptical all along, he doubted the boy's survival under such circumstances. It was raining heavily and everywhere was as cold as ice. How could a little boy's presence proved daunting to be discovered.. Was he a ghost? He wondered...

Inspite of his skepticism, he knew it would be Foolhardy to conclude on such hypothesis for the boy had escaped them on three occasions, he knew as small as he was, he was sly, clever and surreptitious..

The hunted boy was praying silently, he didn't call unto God, he had forsaken him long ago. He called unto his mother.. Not that he was afraid of death, in fact he was ready to seek asylum in heaven but he had great obligations, to protect his baby brother with his everything..

The boy knew the men were nefarious, human lives are worthless to them, the took them easily. The fear of what they had done to his family made him Shriek in silence. He knew they were atrocious.

Everything happened so fast, but for these me he wouldn't be in such predicament. He would certainly be with his beloved mother. Although his father had abandoned two years ago when his baby brother had just been delivered, his mother had been striving hard to make ends meet.

"when will daddy return? "he had asked his mother many a time but he had always received the same answer" he will return soon".. The boy was too young to understand that his father woukd never return he had forsaken the..

Omolara, the boy's mother, had ran into the young man ten years ago in a shopping mall, her friend had gone to withdraw some cash at the Automated Teller Machine, so she decided to pass the time by taking some pictures with he mobile phone.

She had taken a few selfies but wasnt satisfied, she wanted to a full portrait for herself. She needed someone to do that.... Fortunately, the young man was passing by, "hello, excuse me!" she had said calling onto him.. When he turned back, she was astounded by his appearance, she was in love..

It took her a few seconds to examine him, he was fair, tall, slim, muscular with an almost symmetrical face. Not that he was the most handsome man she had ever seen, but she was entirely captivated by his eyes. His eyes were deep and catastrophic, a vivid baby blue as a great body....

Of water that melted into a milky green..his eyes depicted confidence gentleness and honesty, and then, his smiles made him look devilishly handsome..
The men had granted her request, she even insisted that they have some selfies together after which they exchanged contacts.. Unfortunately, she had met he doom,, she had fallen in love with a devil in disguise

Of water that melted into a milky green..his eyes depicted confidence gentleness and honesty, and then, his smiles made him look devilishly handsome..
The men had granted her request, she even insisted that CHAPTER NINE


It's been an hour of rigorous search for the boy but they had found nothing, they had ransacked every corner, they had left no stone unturned, yet it was futile. One of them had been skeptical all along, he doubted the boy's survival under such circumstances. It was raining heavily and everywhere was as cold as ice. How could a little boy's presence proved daunting to be discovered.. Was he a ghost? He wondered...

Inspite of his skepticism, he knew it would be Foolhardy to conclude on such hypothesis for the boy had escaped them on three occasions, he knew as small as he was, he was sly, clever and surreptitious..

The hunted boy was praying silently, he didn't call unto God, he had forsaken him long ago. He called unto his mother.. Not that he was afraid of death, in fact he was ready to seek asylum in heaven but he had great obligations, to protect his baby brother with his everything..

The boy knew the men were nefarious, human lives are worthless to them, the took them easily. The fear of what they had done to his family made him Shriek in silence. He knew they were atrocious.

Everything happened so fast, but for these me he wouldn't be in such predicament. He would certainly be with his beloved mother. Although his father had abandoned two years ago when his baby brother had just been delivered, his mother had been striving hard to make ends meet.

"when will daddy return? "he had asked his mother many a time but he had always received the same answer" he will return soon".. The boy was too young to understand that his father woukd never return he had forsaken the..

Omolara, the boy's mother, had ran into the young man ten years ago in a shopping mall, her friend had gone to withdraw some cash at the Automated Teller Machine, so she decided to pass the time by taking some pictures with he mobile phone.

She had taken a few selfies but wasnt satisfied, she wanted to a full portrait for herself. She needed someone to do that.... Fortunately, the young man was passing by, "hello, excuse me!" she had said calling onto him.. When he turned back, she was astounded by his appearance, she was in love..

It took her a few seconds to examine him, he was fair, tall, slim, muscular with an almost symmetrical face. Not that he was the most handsome man she had ever seen, but she was entirely captivated by his eyes. His eyes were deep and catastrophic, a vivid baby blue as a great body....

Of water that melted into a milky green..his eyes depicted confidence gentleness and honesty, and then, his smiles made him look devilishly handsome..
The men had granted her request, she even insisted that they have some selfies together after which they exchanged contacts.. Unfortunately, she had met he doom,, she had fallen in love with a devil in disguise

xaviercasmir:
Keep it up. Following

thanks boss

Deji124:
hmm i pity dis youngboy oh,

Hmmmmm..... Lolz....... Itz a fiction u know

wizsolzy:
Ah dey come make ah drink first

baba don't end up being intoxicated o... Lolz

Shalomdee:
Thanks for the mention Deji124, great story Ayarmboye, consider me your follower

thanks Brotherly.. I'm just a learner.. Looking forward to learning from u guys

He tried to ask for directions, perhaps he might be lucky to find his path but his appearance alone scared potential helpers out of their wits, he was dirty, tired and hungry but had nowhere to rest his hothead nor food to quench his hunger. He was miserable.

It was past 7 o'clock in the evening, the boy had gone astray. He had given up the search for his right pathvfor that day. Night was approaching very fast, he needed an enclosed area to lay his head, he would continue on his journey the next day.

The boy looked up into the sky, the sky was cloudy. He knew it was about to rain. He had no idea where to shelter himself when the condensed water vapor was eventually released onto the earth. He noticed a flight of swallows fleeing swiftly, they were retiring to their nests.

Traders, merchants, retailers and hawkers had all closed their shops after which they vacated the area. The rain had started giving a faith drizzle, every where was Desolated, if he hadn't seen how active the area was earlier, he would have easily concluded that he was in an isle of no inhabitants for there wasn't a single sun of Adam at the area, Ofcourse except himself..

The boy needed a place to conceal himself, a kiosk, container, empty shop or even an abandoned vehicle. He searched and searched to no avail.. At last, he saw a large cylindrical drum which was big enough to host his little body for the night..

Suddenly, the rain started poring heavily, he was immediately drenched. He quickly opened the drum and emptied it of Itz dirts.. He hopped in and then covered the drum..
He sat quietly brooding on his past, his present predicaments and the bleak future. He decided to take Solace in the hope of reuniting with his babe brother but he was really scared..what if he had starved to death or killed by roaming wilds. There were tears rolling down his cheeks, the boy ignored them afterall he was completely soaked.

The boy felt uncomfortable, he felt pains emanating from every parts of his body, he felt giddy and hungry. He remembered he had pocketed a stale loaf of bread he had fortunately found when scavenging his host.. He brought the loaf out and bit it hungryly, the odious taste almost made him to regurgitate, however the Starving worms in him welcomed the meal joyously.

Soon he heard voices few distance away, although he couldn't clearly hear their conversation, he wonder what they were doing in such a heavy rain..

The men were getting closer to the hide-out, the boy knew they were inches away from him. One of the said "Are you sure you've seen him around here today?", another man to whom the d questions was directed replied "yes, I'm hundred percent sure"

The boy heard the voices clearly, he recognized them.the voices maid him tremble in fear, he was sweating profusely amid the glacial weather, he covered his mouth with his palms. His heart was beating so fast that it was threatening to escape its confinement. But for the rumbling notice of the thunder, the men would have easily heard his Heartbeat.

The boy knew if he was eventually found, he had met his catastrophe.......

Benteazaa:
AGF come and qwantinu dis story.

I would update soon.... I was actually banned 4 chapter 7... Lolz it looked bizarre to me what I did wrong... Perhaps it was a mistake....

Deji124:
lemme invite some great guys i know on literature section 2 come and read these great story. Hadampson Evajael Wizsolzy The Blessedman Souloho Apollux(a silent reader of yr work) Boffijay Chumzypinky Shalomdee Ikombe oya cum and read and invite others.

thanks brother.... Three claps 4 d hood

CHAPTER SEVEN


Mr sextone ordered the gate guard to get his car keys on the sofa, the silly man, who had just arrived from ibadan two weeks ago had problem comprehending what his boss meant by "sofa", he loitered about the huge sitting room mulling over what his boss asked of him, he was completely lost.

Mr sextone was now impatient, he wondered what took the silliest man he had ever employed so long. He had to pick his keys himself if he was ever going to leave, he went inside.
The boy was restless, every seconds was important, he couldn't wait for Mr sextone to return with his keys, he ambled towards the gate which was not locked, the uneducated old-fashioned had left the gate opened.

He quietly opened the gate, exited the compound and ran as fast as his legs could carry him. He ran aimlessly. He wasn't being chased this time but he still ran like lightning. Little did he know that he was lost..

By the time Mr sextone got his car keys, the boy had vanished. He was disappointed in himself the boy had outwitted him. He caused himself for loosing his guard, the bloody minded boy was indeed a fox.
Emanuella, who had been watching her father moved nervously smiled satisfactorily.
She was glad that the little devil had finally gone, she hoped never to set her eyes on him again.
Mr sextone dialed a number on his Motorola mobile phone "send me two of our best agents ASAP!" he ordered "Aye sir" a man replied from the other end. Sextone needed a helping hand because the boy was proving too obstinate for him to handle alone. Besides if he was going to find him he needed the services of those who were trained to do so. The secret agency the director of which he was had the ability to find a pin in a haystack.

It had been an hour since the boy left the sextone family, he wouldn't stop running, he must reach his baby brother at the eleventh hour. He was very tired, his legs were crying of fatigue, every part of his body was screaming in pain. His wounds were now opened and blood mixed with sweat had covered him..mayb his body was betraying Him,his mind was strong..

Suddenly,, the boy stopped. He realized he was unfamiliar with the environment in which he was. The roads were tiled and straight compared to the rough and crooked road he knew. He was confused because he didn't even know the name of the street in which the dilapidated building was situated, perhaps he would have asked for directions..he and his baby brother had been living in the neglected building since the death of their beloved mother.

He scrutinized the environment carefully but it seemed hazy to him, he didn't know the path to his destination neither did he know the path back to the sextones.. He was lost and all alone.. The boy had become a vagabond..

CHAPTER SIX


The boy had been saved by the sextone family,albeit reluctantly done by Emanuella. She had already developed hatred towards him. The fact that he was a public thief made her fume in anger. Although, Emanuella wasn't cantankerous by nature, she had gone hostile in her view about the boy who sat opposite her. She had become a judge who had given her verdict without an inquest, perhaps she believed the boy was suffering from kleptomania...

The boy on the other hand looked rigid and unbending as he asked the next question "For how long have I been here?". Emanuella who had been brooding in anger was stung by the question. She couldn't hold her fury any longer "you have actually outlasted your stay here, you thief" she exploded. The boy was quiet, he had noticed her hostility towards him from the onset. However, he was unperturbed, he knew he wasn't a thief, he was in such situation because he had no choice, he had to save his dying brother.. His plans might have ended in smokes, he never regretted..

"you have here for three days ", Mr sextone replied ignoring her daughter's Insolency.
" three days! ", the boy was on his feet immediately. Three days without his brother, he had never been separated from his baby brother for a day let alone as long as three days.. He wondered what had become of his brother.. The thought was making him go insane. He felt giddy, tired and physically jaded but he had to leave the residence immediately, he had been told that he had outstayed his sojourn in the family's home.

"I must leave right now",the boy said in a total Alacrity. Mr sextone was doubfounded, he wondered where he was going, maybe he had a family after all. But no parents in his right mind would stay idle when his child was missing. Mr Sexton had contacted some neighboring friends to report to him if there was a search for lost child, he had also contacted the nearest police station if there had been a report of a missing boy,but it appeared reverse was the case...

Even if he was to return to his parents, he wasn't in a good conditions to move around, he wasn't fit enough to ryse.. He had planned to ask about his parents, but the boy was leaving already, he didn't know his name, parents nor where he lived.

Now the boy was in the compound, he had somehow found his way. He didn't give the family a chance to ask where he was going, not that Emmanuella cared. But before he could exit the giant gate, Mr sextone caught up with him and volunteered to take him to wherever on earth he was going. He wouldn't allow an injured boy to wander about the street. The boy acceeded, Mr sextone as given him no choice.

Emanuella, who had been listening to there conversation was struck with curiosity, she pondered on why his father had so much interest in the pervert that he wouldn't let him go.. If she were to be her father,she wouldn't have gone for him in the first place. She believed his obsession with the boy had clouded his judgment.

CHAPTER FIVE


"Emanuella let's go" Mr Sexton said as he stood up, he had been watching the Hideous acts carried out by the young boy, he was bewildered and amazed. Sexton had been observing the boy since he entered the building.

How he carried out the larceny had captivated his attention. "Daddy, I'm not done eating" Emanuella replied rudely, "meet me in the car right away" her father ordered as he dashed out of the building.. Mr Sexton needed to know who the boy was, where he lived, but that would only happen if the boy was not killed before he got there. Not that he hadnt seen such act before but had never seen a boy of his age smartly orchestrated such plan.. He was completely interested in the boy....

He hastenly entered his car, ignited the engine which hummed to life, Emanuella reluctantly joined him, he ignored her unwillingness and went after the boy.
The boy was now running as fast as his tiny legs could carry him, Mrs Mark, the owner of the stolen bag had picked her bag and returned but he was still being chased. The boy wondered why so many people were after him, after all none of them was the victim, those jobless people wouldn't just paddle their own canoes....

'but dad, where are we going? You looked greatly perturbed, what's wrong? "Emanuella said feeling Unease.
"nothing baby, don't worry about me" he replied.

Mr sextone soon saw a large crowd assembled round the boy, he couldn't recognize him again, the young boy was soaked in his own blood, he had been beaten to stupor, he soon saw a filthy looking lout approaching the boy with a flame thrower. Mr sextone soon began to perceive some disgusting odor of gasoline, he knew the boy was about to be incinerated.

Mr sextone halted his car and ran into the midst of the mobs, but he had earlier warned his daughter never to leave the car until he returned...

"stop! Stop!! "Mr sextone yelled, he hated jungle justice, he believe the victims of such mishaps should be handed over to the government officials for proper punishment. The unorganized mafia looked at him, gave him a wicked expressions and continued, words alone couldnt hinder them from carrying out what they had planned,not even the government officials let alone this random wanderer, It looked like funs to them.

Bang! Bang!! Bang!!!, the crowd dispersed at the sound of the firearm, Mr sextone had shot three bullets into the air from his revolver.. Men, women, young, old left the scene immediately, it looked as though the street had been deserted for decades.some hid under the cars,some jumped over tall walls that couldn't have been possible on a regular time, some ran aimlessly like they were bolting against usan,a coward jumped into a Moving vehicle through the window, it appeared that the hunters had become the hunted...

Emmanuella had heard the sound of the gunshots, but she had been given a strict warning not to leave the car, she wasn't going to disobey her father's order, she could only hope nothing bad happened to her father...

A few minutes later,Mr Sextone returned with the unconscious boy, Emanuella was astonished seeing his father carried the boy he had earlier seen, the thief, she wasn't pleased, her father had placed their lives at great risks just to rescue a thief,she believed every thief deserved to meet his doom..

mr Sextone placed the boy at the back seat,he moved to the driver seat,started the engine to life and drove away....

Next update comes tomorrow morning....do Have a wonderful night rest

CHAPTER FOUR


The boy wondered what he was doing in such exceptional restaurant, he had no money to dine neither was he there to rendezvous.. His only agenda was to take and run, but he seemed to be disappointed as what to be taken was yet to revealed itself.

Suddenly, he noticed a bag beside an elderly woman in her fifties.. An opportunity had presented itself and God knew he wouldn't missed such rear opportunity for anything. But how would he take the bag without been noticed,, that might have been an herculean task, but the boy was determined..

His eyes met something like an identity card but he couldn't clearly see the context of the card.. He needed to see it, that might led him to his next plan. He decided to order for something, anything at all, costly or not. However he new even a sachet of water would cost a fortune in such Italian restaurant,, he didn't care anyway..

He walked slowly towards the attendant, his eyes were fixed on the identity card, the context was becoming clearer but he still couldn't Decipher it. He was nearer to the bag now,, he still couldn't see clearly, an idea struck his mind, it was a perfect one, he dropped what he was holding and pretended as though he was picking his dropped property, eyes still fixed on the item, he saw clearly......

."john Mark Nursery and Primary School
Head Teacher Mrs Mark Brenda".. He picked the dropped object and sauntered towards the chef.. She was a head teacher,, he affirmed.... He received a welcome smile from the attendant who politely asked what he wanted..." A plastic drink of any kind and a mince pie" the boy ordered, in no time, he was served in a tray, "thank you" he said,, he picked the snacks and left hastenly before the attendant could ask for money,, he had already sat with Mrs Mark Brenda, the head teacher. He wasn't going to pay for the bought items not that he had the money on him, but he was going to kill two birds with a stone if he played smart..

"Mrs Mark, good evening "he greeted politely 'Good evening dear" she replied trying to reminisce on where she had seen him. The boy noticed her curiosity and quickly gate a reposte "My name is John Benjamin.,primary four pupil of John Mark nursery and primary school" he lied, but it worked. The head teacher smiled back at him "what are you doing here all Alone?".." mother's car broke down and she has gone in search of a mechanic, so she asked me to stay here until she gets it fixed "he gave another perfect lies... Again,, the credulous woman swallowed them, hook, line and sinker....


They both gisted for a while, the discussions seemed Mundane to him but he had to play along if he was going to rob the naive old woman of her property.. Soon, an attendant came to the boy, "sir, you are yet to pay for the snacks".. 'bills on me" Mrs Mark quickly replied.. The boy smiled at his achievement, he knew the first phase of his plan had been achieved...

He was still unsure of how to take the bag unnoticed, he decided to devour the relish of his meal, he needed to enjoy the moment, perhaps another opportunity might present itself.
"Benjamin, I need to visit the ladies, please watch my bag, I shall be back in a jiffy "The woman left... What she meant by visiting the ladies was vague to him, he watched her walked towards the toilet, it became more unclear to him. He wondered why she needed to visit the ladies in the rest room,they could have easily rendezvous in the open restaurant, he thought.

So easily,, he pounced on the bag and walked towards the exit, he hoped whoever she was visiting delayed her until he vanished into the air.. He was about to exit the building when he heard the familiar voice of his victim "Benjamin, where are you going with my Bag?". The voice gave him a deadly blow, he had been caught red handed, he thought of running, dropping the heist wasn't an option, he had gone through so much to acquire it. Running with the bag was risky as well, the heavy container would slow him down..

He quickly opened the bag, scavenged the contents, picked a currency and scampered away...


TO BE CONTINUED........

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CHAPTER 3


"I'm Sexton Samuel Earth, beside me is my only daughter Sexton Lovlyn Emanuella" the father introduced..the boy's attention was diverted to the young figure sitting opposite to him and very close to her father. He reluctantly spared a few seconds for observation, he couldn't shun the attention of the young and beautiful goddess who frowned back at him,his Idiosyncrasy was betraying him.her little figure sat well on her wafer-thin body,, she had a decanter shaped wrist and her complexion had an Impeccable,, ochrous hue,,her pencil-thin eyebrows eased down gently to her black, bettle-leg eyelashes. A sculptor couldn't have fashioned her seraph's ear and pixie's nose any better.. Her hair was ebony-black and it tumbled over her slim shoulders.
The boy whose attention was still fixed on Emanuella, noticed her calamine pink lips,, her voguish clothes still kept captive an aroma redolent of cinnamon and meadow-fresh mints,, it lingered in the room.. Every feature about her depicted riches and wealth,, she was damn beautiful, he acceeded..

"you are in my humble paradise "Mr Sexton continued bringing him back from his dreamland, The boy cursed himself for having a pang of interest in her, in the family, they seemed generous. He quickly cast the thoughts away,, he shouldn't trust anyone,, he mustn't

"How did I get here" The boy asked again, but in a remorse voice. "Hmmmm, did you mean how you were saved from your inevitable death?" Emanuella countered,throwing him a scornful expression..

The boy had shown his recalcitrance and was still holding onto it, he didn't regret his action, he had to do it if he was going to save his baby brother from starvation.. His only regret was being hindered by the angry mobs.. "we saved you from the Mob and brought you to our home" Mr Sexton declared...

It appeared that both father and daughter was there to witness his impending doom.. Emanuella was there,, the pretty little girl knew he was a thief,, he developed jaundice immediately.They both witnessed the theft..

It was a beautiful,, sunny afternoon, a ten year old boy dressed in a khaki shot and a polo shirt which he had earlier stolen. The wears had been washed and spread on a line to dry by an anonymous owner who had never thought he wouldn't see the costly clothes again..

The young boy had watched his six and was certained nobody was watching neither when he disengaged the clothes from the line.. The short and polo fitted him perfectly,, he loved the wears, his new look, his pair of shoes was still in good shape, he smiled to himself and walked majestically to the market with only single objective,, take and run.

The boy sauntered into a restaurant unsure of what to steal,, he sat on a chair and observed the place intensely.

The uniquely textured walls produced a smooth yet flowing look, the plants that clapsed to the walls ever so freely gave it a natural appearance, the marble tiled floor beneath him gave the restaurant a clean yet warm appearance..
The soft cushion seat on which he sat let his body sink right down In it.. The window that surrounded the table presented an open feelings,, he noticed the comforting smiles that the employees wore and the soft Italian music playing,, he felt a bit relaxed, the aroma of the food resurrected the worms that had been quiet for a while..
He remembered he hadn't feed the poor organisms for two days,,he placed his palm on his belly and thought "Easy guys, I'm sure you guys are famished, I'm too but unfortunately this is not about us" his baby brother was sick and hungry,, he had been crying all night and wouldn't stop, he presumed he was hungry, it was about his baby brother, he affirmed...
He was amused by the fascinating lights that formed an inscription "The Olive Garden", he presumed the restaurant was named The Olive Garden.. It must perhaps be the most exquisite place in that area,, he concluded...