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My uncle had previously warned me not to answer the general questions. He believed he was more experienced to answer them. Therefore when the Dibia asked if my brother lived in the city, i kept quiet and waited for my uncle to answer it.
My uncle was probably right to warn me ahead because the first thing that came to my mind when the Dibia asked the silly question was to also ask him if any local villager had been kidnapped for Ransom in his own place.

“Eze Mmuo, our brother lives in the city. He lives in Onitsha” Jimmy answered.

The Dibia hit his metal gong four times and returned it back where it belonged.
Then he applied some white chalk around his left eye and gazed outside, looking at nothing in Particular.

Then he said, “I saw men with gun, they came and took him. They came with a car. Gurururuurururururu”

After his show and act, he turned to me. “Your brother is still alive but there must be big sacrifice to make before he can come back home”.

“Eze mmuo, tell us what the sacrifice will cost” That was Uncle Jimmy, demanding for the cost of the said sacrifice.
It wasn’t time for me to talk yet, i had the final say and i knew it long ago. I was the person expected to provide the funds for the sacrifice. I was the one perceived to have returned from Europe with the sole purpose of finding my missing brother, so they knew there must be some kind of money somewhere for the purpose.

The Dibia continued. “A cow and a goat must be involved”.

While he was still talking, i quickly calculated the cost of the two items he mentioned. A good healthy cow would be up to 100, 000 Naira while the goat would cost anything from 15000 upwards.
We had just been told to provide that kind of amount indirectly.

He continued. “Two white Cocks, two eggs of the Lizard, a bunch of alligator pepper, a white sack cloth, two gallons of palm wine, a feather of an Eagle, 8 tubers of Yam and 10, 000 Naira” He concluded.

I was about to say something when my uncle interrupted. I wanted to ask the Eze mmuo to give me a guarantee that my brother would return after bringing all those things to him.



“Eze Mmuo, we have heard you very well. We must go back and plan ourselves, then we will send a message across to you on the day we will come for the sacrifice” Jimmy said.

At that stage, i knew that i wasn’t going anywhere near the hut again. I wasn’t returning to that village anytime in the future, even if someone i knew was marrying from there. I knew what it took me to get there.

After it was declared that it was time for us to go, i picked up my 1000 Naira from the floor.

“Mba Mba keep it there. Its for the gods” My uncle shouted at me.
I wanted to take my money back. The Dibia had managed to talk in parables because as far as i was concerned, i was never going to buy any cow for anything unless if it was to celebrate the return of my brother.

Human beings were cunning animals, mostly interested in their own well beings. This Dibia didn’t tell Us how my brother would return. He didn’t say where he was and who abducted him.
One of my expectations was that he would atleast reveal the people behind the abduction.
As a matter of fact, the major thing i ever wanted since the incident, was to know the people or person behind it. If i knew that, i would go after them by myself.
I knew myself very well and knew what i was capable of doing. If he had managed to give me a hint of the person or people behind the abduction, i would have probably gave him everything he demanded. I would then be in the position to find him. I would kidnap the person too and hide him until he told me where my brother was. I wouldn’t care about the spills and what the authorities would do to me. I would gladly go to prison for my actions provided i found the missing guy but the Dibia ended up saying nothing as far as i was concerned.

Back in the car, i asked the man who brought us some questions.

“Mr. Boniface, I thought you said the Dibia would tell us where my brother is”.

“Just give him the things he demanded, your brother will come back” He said.

The fool didn’t answer my question, he was still trying to convince me to give things worth over N200, 000 to the Dibia.

Out of anger, i had a quick though about how to deal with Boniface. The best i could come up with in a few seconds was to leave him behind in the bush. It would take him days to return to my town because i didn’t see or heard any Bike or car during our entire stay.

“Its OK, we will do our best” I said to him. “Can you go to the hut again and get us small water for the radiator, this car wants to overheat” I said.

He gladly jumped down and headed to the hut, then i started my engine, engaged the auto transmission and drove of.

My uncle who was still analysing what i was trying to do eventually asked what i was doing.

“We Are going home Jimmy” I replied.

“What about Bonny, he came with us and he is returning to Ihe”

I looked at him, “He came to Ihe before by himself, he will find his way back to Ihe again” I said as i increased the speed.

I had seen Bonny ran outside from the hut and was running towards the running vehicle.

Jimmy had continued to disturb and plead that i picked Boniface up but i had made up my mind to take some small revenge on the man for bringing me to such place. That was an insult to me. Someone who just returned From Europe was taken to such place. The news was going to be leaked by him or Jimmy sooner or later. I would be tagged with all sorts of names.
Therefore to balance things up, it was good that i created one scene that would divide the attention on me. While people talked about where i went, let them also talk about what i did there as a result of not believing what i was told there.

I didn’t return to the village, i dropped Jimmy off at the Garriki area in Enugu, paid for his transport, gave him extra 2K and told him to go home.
All the way from Ezeagu to Garriki, he didn’t say anything to me, but I didn't care...



Culled from the book "No Place like home"....... http://www.globalruns.com/category/no-place-like-home/

Please runners,,,,hw do I get to season 10 of ZUBY's adventure,,,,,d particular season he came back home with queen,,,,,I need to start from d very beginning of season 10,,,,tanks all

Please runners,,,,hw do I get to season 10 of ZUBY's adventure on d globalruns site??,,,,,d particular season he came back home with queen,,,,,I need to start from d very beginning of season 10,,,,tanks all

ZUBY77:
http://www.globalruns.com/category/no-place-like-home/page/2/

Thanks boss,,,u too much

Keep it up zuby...

New updates on Global Runs

ZUBY77:
New updates on Global Runs

wats d prize for u updating here....... Jus saying

walanter:
wats d prize for u updating here....... Jus saying

Exposure.

Zuby I've treie reaching you on whatsapp. Please I need the password.thanks

Tried*

Africa to Europe Season 2.

Africa to Europe Season 1 will end in two days.

We are about to kick off the Season 2.

As always, its going to be another suspense and twist filled Adventure from the stable of Global Runs Inc.

In this Season, you will read about Maria’s new line of work and the secrets behind it.

This Season will cover Maria’s venture into bringing girls to Europe for prostitution, Maria’s visit to Nigeria for the first time, how she met one Mr. Austin at a Lagos Beach and how her life changed from Prostitution to an obedient woman.

This Chapter will also cover Maria’s relocation from one European Country to another and her venture into the drug business.

I can see you already bracing up for yet, the best part of the story.
I can bet you are going to be reading through familiar territories soon.

Happy Valentine to all Runners.

ozoigbondu of naira land. Yoga Zubby I hail oh

atmy:
ozoigbondu of naira land. Yoga Zubby I hail oh

Welcome.

i hail thee lord zuby.

Bluestarry:
that ma bosssss keep d good work i love d way u reply diz guys

Blue na this guy dey teach you work, me i know..

furetin:
Blue na this guy dey teach you work, me i know..

lol,, what your reason for saying that?

furetin:
i hail thee lord zuby.

Welcome to Life on the Run

ZUBY77:
Welcome to Life on the Run

Jeez! I just finished pages 1 to 146
After discovering the thread last week I have been hooked and now am getting ready to read the episodes on the website. oga Zubby, I doff my hat oh. This is indeed the best story here

atmy:
Jeez! I just finished pages 1 to 146
After discovering the thread last week I have been hooked and now am getting ready to read the episodes on the website. oga Zubby, I doff my hat oh. This is indeed the best story here

Welcome to Life on the run

zubby,i can't access africa to europe season 2 even with my password.Why?

Dynamo35:
zubby,i can't access africa to europe season 2 even with my password.Why?

If it was me who gave you password, contact me on my phone number. I will give you again.

Chapter 35.

Chinedu already washed the Cocaine balls with some chemical and then with water and Detergent.
Then he washed it again with clean water before he declared that it was good to swallow.

In front of me was a plastic container, filled with the Cocaine balls.
Beside it was a plate of delicious Okro soup i prepared not long ago.

With determination and courage, i picked up the first ball, examined it to see if it had any kind of leakage anywhere, then i dipped it into the soup and put it into my mouth.

Two seconds later, the ball fell into my stomach through the appropriate channel.

Piece of cake!

As i swallowed the balls one after another, i forgot where the major danger was.
It wasn't really about swallowing the balls, it was about security.
The dangerous sniffing dogs were waiting for me out there at the Brussels airport.

While i swallowed the balls, the dogs and their managers waited for me in Europe.

Whoever discovered that method of drug transportation must have been a genius.
It seemed that the government authorities started checking every bag and containers to make sure they didn't carry drugs.
The only way was to swallow the stuff.
Nobody was going to open the stomach to check for drugs.

I continued swallowing at an alarming pace to the extent that Chinedu, who was sitting beside me, asked me to slow down a bit.
He said i could vomit all of them if i continued that way.

From my own count, i had swallowed 50 Pieces of Cocaine balls, each containing 10 grams of cocaine.
That was 500 Grams of Cocaine.
From my own estimate, that was a cool 1500 Euros.
All i needed was just to get it to Amsterdam in one piece.

I continued swallowing and counting slowly until it got to 80 pieces, then i couldn't swallow any more.

The Cocaine balls filled my entire stomach.
At that stage, i wished i had bigger stomach that could contain the entire 100 balls prepared for me.

"I don't think i can swallow more" I said to Chinedu who has been keeping vigil with me.

"What are we going to do with the remaining 20 Pieces?" He asked.

"You can swallow those ones" I said angrily.

It seemed these people didn't consider any other thing except their money.

I never ate the equivalent of that quantity of food at once in the past. But i had managed to do that simply because i wanted to please Basil and his greedy inconsiderate friend.

"Calm down Maria, you can put the rest into your body through your private part" Chinedu said.

"What, are you mad?" I shouted.

I felt a kind of movement in my stomach, the C-Balls had shifted and seemed to have created a little more space but i wasn't going to put anything more into my mouth.

"Yes, the last woman who came here did that. You can inject them through your Vagina or Anus" He said.

It seemed like a nice idea, afterall the money was going to be mine.

I nodded at him before i carried the remaining balls into the bedroom where i prayed before starting again.

I locked the door and sat on the bed, pulled off My underpants and picked up the first Cocaine ball.

I put it into my Vagina and pushed it in with my finger, it went in easier than i thought.
One after another, i put the entire remaining balls inside my Vagina, pushing in the previous one with the next until nothing remained inside the plastic container.

I stood up and walked around the room to check if i could experience anything abnormal.
Nothing happened.

I walked back into the sitting room and to the bathroom where i took my bath, nothing happened.
I didn't feel much difference.
The Joy was that my money increased with each ball.

Around 5am, Chinedu told me that we were going out.

"Going out to where and to do what?" I asked.

"We are going to see Our Contact man who works at the Airport. He is an official of the Ivorian Drug Agency. He needs to see your face so that he won't check you at the airport." He said.

"What? Was i going to be checked at the Airport here in Abidjan?" I fired.

"Of course, they will take you to the Scanning Machine to check your Stomach. But we will see and settle the Drug Agent. He will tell his people about you so that you will just walk to the departure hall without being checked.

I stood up and followed Chinedu.
We got outside and entered a cab he called earlier.
We drove to a suburb where the Drug Agent lived.

He met us on the road near his house and entered at the back of the cab where i was sitting.

"Is this the bird?" The Drug Agent Asked.

'Bastard, your mama is bird" i thought.

"Yes, She is ready" Chinedu said from the front seat of the Cab.

I looked at Chinedu and looked at the Cab Driver.

"Don't worry Maria, he is one of us" Chinedu said as he looked at the driver.

I watched as Chinedu brought out some Dollars and handed it to the Drug Agent.
He counted it and nodded.
We drove about 50 meters ahead before the Agent walked down from the car.

The Taxi driver took us back to the apartment.
We all walked into the apartment where Chinedu and the driver lectured me on how to behave at the airport.

"Don't ask too many questions, don't look people in their faces, especially people on Uniform. The man who just took money from us will recognize you at the airport. Watch out for him at the Drug Agency Table. Don't approach him, pretend that you have never seen him. His job is to make sure that you are not scanned at the airport. Even if other Drug agents asked you to follow them, just do what they say, our man will do his job. We have been using him for three years now" Chinedu said.

The taxi driver chipped in some advises of his own as we waited for 7am.

It didn't take long before the time came.
As we all stood up and moved out of the house to the car, Chinedu said, "If anything goes wrong, don't come here. Tell them that you swallowed the stuff in a hotel room. Pretend that we have never met. This is where our relationship ends. It was nice meeting you. Good luck".

"Are you not coming with us?" I asked.

"No, Maria, have a nice trip" Chinedu said.


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Culled from the Book, Africa to Europe, Season 2.

Ongoing now at www.globalruns.com

zubby don't u tink its kind of stressful 4u 2 b updating both on d thread and blog is stressful 4 u? though am in d season 10 following ur everyday update bumper to bumper .I ve seen 1st hand d stress u must ve passed 2ru...well done bro

Danpersie31:
zubby don't u tink its kind of stressful 4u 2 b updating both on d thread and blog is stressful 4 u? though am in d season 10 following ur everyday update bumper to bumper .I ve seen 1st hand d stress u must ve passed 2ru...well done bro

I don't update here. I just post one chapter here once in a while.

nice 1 bro. Have been a silent reader

daholiest:
nice 1 bro. Have been a silent reader

Go to global Runs and continue running

Season 10: NO PLACE LIKE HOME is coming to an end next week.

The Season 11 will kick off after that.


Lets Run..

ZUBY77:
Season 10: NO PLACE LIKE HOME is coming to an end next week.

The Season 11 will kick off after that.


Lets Run..

we running with you boss, till the end.

Season 10 ends on global Runs tomorrow.

Africa to Europe continues.