GidiWoodsMan:


Tell us how a fighter-jet hovers, mr. airforce

Won't stoop to your level of ignorance ....why choose just this line to argue on? Argue on the fact that she is lying and prepare to suffer same fate.

phonemakemoney:
Yes until the stage those whose family could not raise money were shot off the cliff and body dumped in a flowing river.

My neighbor was kidnapped along same Kaduna-Abuja express some months back, he narrated how some of the victims who had no phone and could not recall any phone contact were instantly killed because there was no one to contact for the ransom.

NewBea:
If I may ask,how is the ransom being paid to the kidnappers? Through bank or cash? If cash,how?

Ransom is paid in cash, it will be carried to a specific location by the victim relatives exactly how the lady narrated, then the person would be asked to go back and wait for the kidnapped victim.

dokyOloye:
Exactly.
Have you seen any Muslim scholar disprove the actions of boko haram,ISIS etc?
The answer is obviously no.
Cos that's exactly the life Muhammad lived.War,rape,abductions,enslavement etc.
That is the part of Islam even some Muslims don't know.
Our own Shekau proudly says allah commanded him to kidnap the chibok girls, enslave and sell them off as slaves.Have you heard any imam or sheikh counter him?

I have been following your comments here on Nairaland, all i can say about you is you are full of hate, a bigot, myopic in thinking and an educated illiterate. What do you want the Muslims to do about BH and ISIS, condemnation upon condemnation of their actions and yet you are not satisfied do you want each and every Muslim to carry arms and start hunting for them or what. Your hatred for Islam and Muslims has blinded you from seeing that most of their victims are Muslims.
These kidnappers are purely evil and are doing it for financial gains, nothing more than that and you are here castigating the victims because of hatred.

carinmom:


My neighbor was kidnapped along same Kaduna-Abuja express some months back, he narrated how some of the victims who had no phone and could not recall any phone contact were instantly killed because there was no one to contact for the ransom.

How did he get freed?

phonemakemoney:
How did he get freed?

He was freed after ransom was paid, initially they demanded about 5 million naira but eventually 1million naira was paid which was taken by one of his sons to a certain location before he was freed.

carinmom:

He was freed after ransom was paid, initially they demanded about 5 million naira but eventually 1million naira was paid which was taken by one of his sons to a certain location before he was freed.

1m with no police to accompany him...

Those folks are making a lot of money... sadly enough, it’s now rampant

It used to be the Niger-Delta boys but now the Fulanis...

Truly there was a country as Chinua Achebe rightly said

Mustsucceed:


Won't stoop to your level of ignorance ....why choose just this line to argue on? Argue on the fact that she is lying and prepare to suffer same fate.

Are you now the master of fate?

Everyone knows that jets cannot hover. Tell us about your own special kind of jet that hovers or shut your lieing arsé up.

So so pathetic sorrowful if it indeed happened. I read all through and was yarning to read more on that kidnapping. Because l personally found some instances pitiful, some hilarious and instances don't add up.

Instances that don't add up are:-
(1) She was the only female among the 35 of them kidnap. 35 in a convoy of 5 cars, and that out of these cars she happened to be the only female.

(2) She deleted her messages and emails, l ask, at what point? Inside the car while they were shooting the tires? While running into the bush to the extend her gown got torn and wig fell off. Or just before their phones were collected from them she paused and deleted her messages and emails?

(3) She became a interpreter to the kidnappers and was aiding in negotiations with the families of the kidnapped. Automatically that made her a kidnapper as well.

(4) This was a person who was rolling and crying at the foot of the kidnappers leader to be saved. But the next minute she was guiding and aiding others how to shortchange the kidnappers. Not only that, what concerns illiterate kidnappers with how many digits does Custom have as staff ID numbers.

I found Yoruba man's incident as hilarious:-
She said the Yoruba man so frightened that he agreed to give whatever the kidnappers would demand. It's not just the incident that was hilarious but the reactions and bashings that would follow up especially from their arch e-rivals the Igbos. I was not disappointed to that.

Now the main issues:-
How her mates from the FGGC came together to raise her ransom money. This got me moved and touched. These are group of people from all over the nation, no tribal nor religious differentiation. I truly believed of that happening because I am a member of another group of an FGGC that can do the same.

Her continuation of the story as to how she was released and how she got into the hands of her rescuing relations and how she mate loved ones at home would have added credibility to the story. Not withstanding I rejoice with her for her safety.

carinmom:

He was freed after ransom was paid, initially they demanded about 5 million naira but eventually 1million naira was paid which was taken by one of his sons to a certain location before he was freed.

What do you think is permanent solution to all this.

Thank God for your life. Nigeria is a very useless country.

desmond2pk:
Secondly, this story is not different from the stories in the islamic hadiths. The story here is exactly how prophet Muhammad and his gang operated in Medina. Kidnapping victims, taking hostages, taking ransomes and raping women.
The village community is not different from the community of Muhammad in Medina.
Whoever has read this story has read the exact replica of how the so called prophet Muhammad operated 1500 years ago. Muhammad was the gang leader.

You got it right. Same information is available in the book titled "23 Years : The Life and Times of Mohammed" by Iranian scholar Prof Ali Dashti.

carinmom:


I have been following your comments here on Nairaland, all i can say about you is you are full of hate, a bigot, myopic in thinking and an educated illiterate. What do you want the Muslims to do about BH and ISIS, condemnation upon condemnation of their actions and yet you are not satisfied do you want each and every Muslim to carry arms and start hunting for them or what. Your hatred for Islam and Muslims has blinded you from seeing that most of their victims are Muslims.
These kidnappers are purely evil and are doing it for financial gains, nothing more than that and you are here castigating the victims because of hatred.

I have also followed your own comments.
You are nothing but a lying taqqiya Muslim who is only interested in the image of Islam and cares less about the atrocities being committed in the name of Islam worldwide.
Tell me which prominent muslim condemned boko haram when the were still bombing only churches and police stations?
If I had your time I'd have given you links upon links where Buhari, sultan,Borno elders,bamanga tukur etc were all hailing boko haram in those early days.
You wicked souls are only crying out now cos they are killing more muslims now.
Show me where you ever spoke out on nairaland in condemnation of the massacre of the Christian minorities in the North.
Ewu

That road, hmm God have mercy

NewBea:
If I may ask,how is the ransom being paid to the kidnappers? Through bank or cash? If cash,how?

That means you did not read the story. The victim mentioned how. Cash, of course.

ballerboy:
I knew some low brain people will fall for this aboki/mola story. I wonder o. she first said the kidnappers took all passengers phone and auction it to one guy called yellow for sale and I was even wondering how she was able to delete messages and emails after the phone was took. haaa!! people with their foolish comic stories without no sense of installation. abeg park well joooooooooooooo

I wonder who the low brain one is. The lady victim mentioned that she was able to delete all messages on her phone during the commotion (before the kidnappers caught up with them, of course).

GidiWoodsMan:
Has anyone ever seen a fighter-jet that 'hovers' before?

So many inconsistencies in this dubious story. We know for a fact that kidnappers now own the Kaduna-Abuja expressway (while Buhari travels the country commissioning uncompleted projects) but this sounds like a woman who faked her own kidnap to make money off her rich schoolmates.

She must have meant a helicopter

poseidon12:


I wonder who the low brain one is. The lady victim mentioned that she was able to delete all messages on her phone during the commotion (before the kidnappers caught up with them, of course).

That’s very possible especially when passengers are trying to alight from the bus

But then, there are some questionable statement in the ordeal shared, just have many have raised here.

phonemakemoney:
What do you think is permanent solution to all this.

Poverty should first be eradicated particularly in the north.A substantial number of our youths are school dropouts and are into drugs,what do you expect when our leaders of Northern extraction show indifference to the plight of the youths, they only remember them during electioneering when they use them for thuggery.

Almajiranci should also be outlawed in the north, these almajirais are everywhere and are a nuisance to the society, their parents send them for almajiranci because of poverty.
Infrastructure should be revamped which would in turn leads to job creation.
A professor once told us that the security challenges being faced in the Noth were purely economic problems and nothing religious, among them was the drying of lake chad in Borno state.

carinmom:


Poverty should first be eradicated particularly in the north.A substantial number of our youths are school dropouts and are into drugs,what do you expect when our leaders of Northern extraction show indifference to the plight of the youths, they only remember them during electioneering when they use them for thuggery.

Almajiranci should also be outlawed in the north, these almajirais are everywhere and are a nuisance to the society, their parents send them for almajiranci because of poverty.
Infrastructure should be revamped which would in turn leads to job creation.
A professor once told us that the security challenges being faced in the Noth were purely economic problems and nothing religious, among them was the drying of lake chad in Borno state.

And let's say a miracle happens and all this suggestions are applied, what of the criminals that due to greed will not leave the bad trade?

phonemakemoney:
And let's say a miracle happens and all this suggestions are applied, what of the criminals that due to greed will not leave the bad trade?

I know its impossible to have a crime free society but don't you think that by applying some of these suggestions, about 70% of our security challenges will be fixed?

Germannig:
I was kidnapped on the Kaduna express way and here is my story


I had no premonition that day when I boarded a cab, a golf car from Kaduna to Abuja.
A few kilometres after Kaduna, shortly after the NYSC camp, around Dutse, on the express, we were assailed by a volley of gunfire targeted at tyres of vehicles on the express.
Of course all vehicles trapped within the radius of fire had to stop and passengers ran across the express to the other side of the road. As we ran, we saw men in army camouflage wielding Ak47s run after us and dragged us back to the side we just fled from.

We marched on for the full 6 hours into the bush; there were no huts, no buildings, no farmland, just endless vast arid land. I was able to gauge time because I was still wearing my wrist watch though my phone and bag had been taken by the kidnappers. Same with the rest of the others, victims like me, who had the misfortune of being on the road at that hour.
As soon as our phones were taken, the sims were removed; this of course meant they didn’t want us traced. Our phones were auctioned off to a certain ‘Yellow,’ that was the name of the person on the other end of the line who bargained for our phones.

I was in tatters in the course of our 6 hours’ trek; my gown had ripped open in my attempt to escape, my wig had fallen off and my tear stained face was caked with dirt and dust.
I was the only woman among the victims; there were 35 of us and twice the number of kidnappers. I feared the worst would happen to me. I began to pray because these people were just smoking weed, they were not normal people.


When we stopped, I quickly sought the face of one whom I perceived to be the leader. I went on my knees and crawled to his feet, groveling, weeping agonisingly and pleading.
I said to him: ‘I know you are a good Muslim, one versed in the tenets of Islam and who knows the sanctity of marriage. Please protect my honour for I am a married woman. Please protect me.’

This leader, who must have been like 26 years at the most, wouldn’t look at my face and I quickly sensed that he couldnt bear to look at a crying woman and so I intensified my cries and pleas and grovelling. I rolled in the dust with snot running from one nostril to the other.
Still, with his gaze averted he told me to stop crying and go join the rest of the victims where they were huddled on the ground. When I wouldn’t stop, he said sternly that if I didn’t stop then he wouldn’t help me. I stopped. He looked at me and told me I wouldn’t be touched by anyone of his boys.
Then they started getting in touch with our people to demand for ransom. How did they contact our relatives?

First off, they asked us all to call out the numbers of relatives we wanted them to contact for our ransom; once we gave the numbers, they would call them then allow us speak for just a few seconds before they took over the phone and made their demands.
They used an old untraceable Nokia phone to make each of these calls and because they spoke Hausa to us but Fulani amongst themselves, I wasn’t able to catch much of what was said among them.



No one escaped, they had seen us run and pursued us until we were all caught and rounded up. We were then marched in a single file into the bush.
As we headed into the bush, they had us arranged in formation, one victim, one kidnapper and so on while the rest of the kidnappers formed two lines beside our single file. There was no escape as they repeatedly warned us that we would be shot if we tried to escape.
Being the only woman, I was the first to be asked to introduce myself; name, state of origin, job, how much I had in my bank account and as they searched every nook and cranny of my bag and wallet; they wondered why I didn’t have an ATM card.
Thankfully, that day was the day I didn’t travel with my ATM card. I told my kidnappers that I had no bank account; that I am a married woman with children who also happens to be a student. I pleaded, telling them my husband is poor and earns N8,500 monthly and that my family is very poor as well. I told them I was given to my husband at a young age to settle a debt my father had incurred.

But they called me a harlot for leaving my children and going to school. I explained that it was my husband’s idea. He wanted me to go work to augment his salary and working required a certificate and so I had to go to school to earn one. Thankfully, my story was believed. I was soon to realize that these uneducated kidnappers didn’t know much.
They decided I was worth N5million! Immediately I heard that, I raised my hands in surrender, ‘Just shoot me, there’s no way my husband or family will ever raise that amount of money, nobody in my village, Gorin goni, the poorest village in Kaduna, will give as much as N2,000. So please, just shoot me.’
The leader then drew me aside and asked me exactly how much my family could get, I said N10,000. He walked away in anger swearing that I would die. I was still haggling with them over my ransom, when God came through for me…

There was another victim, a Customs officer from Kogi state who drew their ire; they discovered his identity from the ID Card found in his wallet.
It was clear the kidnappers apparently hate the current government because victims who worked for government were singled out and thoroughly beaten with the sticks they used to herd cows. They said the government had impoverished its people and that those in government were thieves.

Every chance they had they would beat the Customs officer. Despite my situation, I began to think of how to save him; so I called out that he must be a fake customs man as his service number is 10 digits instead of 6. They stopped and, thankfully the Customs guy cued in, he begged them saying indeed he was a fake customs man; he said he smuggled cars into the country and he had to do a fake ID to deceive the Customs officials who were collecting money from him. That’s how they stopped beating him!

They demanded 10million off the Customs officers family!

Then, there was also amongst us a Yoruba man who by all appearances was quite rich. Since the Yoruba man didn’t speak Hausa, I was his interpreter to the kidnappers.
This Yoruba man jumped into the drainage tunnel when we were first attacked and fled to the bush but the kidnappers had gone after him and dragged him by the leg out of the tunnel into the open. So, he was caked in blood and dirt. This man told me I should tell the kidnappers he was willing to pay any amount they wanted!

I had to shush him. I warned him, they will finish you o. But the man was jittery, you know how you Yoruba people are at the sign of trouble.
At the end of the negotiation, they demanded N100 million from his family!

You see, all of us victims had been thoroughly stripped of whatever we possessed. I was quick to have deleted my messages and email from my phone when the commotion started, that was my saving grace.
So, when I said I didn’t even have enough money not to talk of a bank account, there were no alerts or bank details in my phone. The others were not so lucky.
Each victim was asked to give the correct PIN number and amount left in their accounts. Any attempt to give a fake PIN was instant death upon discovery because they wouldn’t ask you again.

How did God come through for me?

I was the go-between who always had the phone so I could interpret when calls came in.
One afternoon, they suddenly began to argue amongst themselves and so moved away from us victims. I suddenly found myself alone with the phone! I quickly dialed my brother and told him to keep negotiating, never to give accept the amount they asked for.
You see, once a victim speaks to their family, the victim never gets to talk again until ransom is paid and families don’t realise they can haggle and negotiate the ransom!


After demand for ransom was made from all victims/families, we began another stretch of travelling. We trekked for another 6 hours, making it a total of 12 hours trek from the express into the deepest parts of the bush.
As we went along, we saw their armed vigilantes. Yes, the kidnappers had vigilantes to catch and kill runaway victims. They told us their vigilantes were well armed and since it was an open field, any runaway victim would be shot dead.
When we got to what was our destination, it was a huge village, community of different ‘platoons’ of kidnappers who also had their own victims. So it was like a village business, hundreds of kidnappers, living side by side several hundreds more with each owning victims they raided off the roads.

When we were eventually settled in an open place, the other ‘platoon’ of kidnappers came to ‘inspect us’, like we were spoils of war, loot they had come to admire.
Suddenly, I was being ogled by boys no than 16 to 18. They told my kidnappers that I was a ‘good catch.’ They meant this in terms of rape. But I heard one of my kidnapper say, their leader forbade them from touching me but that they would see about it. I began to pray again that the leader doesn’t change his mind about protecting me.

To cut a long story short, I was released on the third day after a ransom of N500,000 was paid on my behalf. No, my family didn’t raise all the money, my old school mates from the federal government girls’ secondary school I attended, helped raise the money as well. I have God and them and of course my traumatised family to thank for my release.
The customs officer who was asked to bring N10 million, paid N5million.

They asked our families to meet us at a certain place from where their okada rider look outs took them on a two hours’ ride inside the bush. There they counted the money, asked them to walk back and wait at a certain point for us.
I and the customs officer were released together as our ransom was paid the same day. We walked for more than 8 hours to reunite with our families.

I am home today but still so traumatized. I was happy when Governor El Rufia’s convoy went after some of them weeks ago. But a more concerted effort is needed.

While I was there, an Airforce fighter jet came and hovered over the community of kidnappers. Yes, it means government is aware of their location. As soon as the fighter jet was sighted, the kidnappers assembled all of us victims on the edge of a water fall and pointed their weapons at us. They were prepared to shoot us if the fighter jet opened fire on them.
At this point, we the victims began to wave off the fighter jet, we began to beg them to leave, whereas our kidnappers taunted and dared the fighter jet to drop lower so they could complete the massacre.

I found out that victims whose families couldn’t raise money were taken to the edge and shot, their bodies would fall below and be swept away by the water. That way it won’t stink out the community.
To date, no body has come to take my statements or ask me what happened. I mean the authorities haven’t contacted me. So they know exactly what is going on.
(Series written and edited by Peju Akande and based on true stories)

http://thisislagos.ng/%ef%bb%bfi-was-kidnapped-on-the-kaduna-express-way-and-here-is-my-story/

Na wa o this country sef,I don't just get,lawlessness every where.Despite the fact they are many patrol vehicles on Kaduna Abuja express road.I wonder why the government can't get good negotiators before things go south .I am beginning to get tired of this country .

Germannig:
I was kidnapped on the Kaduna express way and here is my story


I had no premonition that day when I boarded a cab, a golf car from Kaduna to Abuja.
A few kilometres after Kaduna, shortly after the NYSC camp, around Dutse, on the express, we were assailed by a volley of gunfire targeted at tyres of vehicles on the express.
Of course all vehicles trapped within the radius of fire had to stop and passengers ran across the express to the other side of the road. As we ran, we saw men in army camouflage wielding Ak47s run after us and dragged us back to the side we just fled from.

We marched on for the full 6 hours into the bush; there were no huts, no buildings, no farmland, just endless vast arid land. I was able to gauge time because I was still wearing my wrist watch though my phone and bag had been taken by the kidnappers. Same with the rest of the others, victims like me, who had the misfortune of being on the road at that hour.
As soon as our phones were taken, the sims were removed; this of course meant they didn’t want us traced. Our phones were auctioned off to a certain ‘Yellow,’ that was the name of the person on the other end of the line who bargained for our phones.

I was in tatters in the course of our 6 hours’ trek; my gown had ripped open in my attempt to escape, my wig had fallen off and my tear stained face was caked with dirt and dust.
I was the only woman among the victims; there were 35 of us and twice the number of kidnappers. I feared the worst would happen to me. I began to pray because these people were just smoking weed, they were not normal people.


When we stopped, I quickly sought the face of one whom I perceived to be the leader. I went on my knees and crawled to his feet, groveling, weeping agonisingly and pleading.
I said to him: ‘I know you are a good Muslim, one versed in the tenets of Islam and who knows the sanctity of marriage. Please protect my honour for I am a married woman. Please protect me.’

This leader, who must have been like 26 years at the most, wouldn’t look at my face and I quickly sensed that he couldnt bear to look at a crying woman and so I intensified my cries and pleas and grovelling. I rolled in the dust with snot running from one nostril to the other.
Still, with his gaze averted he told me to stop crying and go join the rest of the victims where they were huddled on the ground. When I wouldn’t stop, he said sternly that if I didn’t stop then he wouldn’t help me. I stopped. He looked at me and told me I wouldn’t be touched by anyone of his boys.
Then they started getting in touch with our people to demand for ransom. How did they contact our relatives?

First off, they asked us all to call out the numbers of relatives we wanted them to contact for our ransom; once we gave the numbers, they would call them then allow us speak for just a few seconds before they took over the phone and made their demands.
They used an old untraceable Nokia phone to make each of these calls and because they spoke Hausa to us but Fulani amongst themselves, I wasn’t able to catch much of what was said among them.



No one escaped, they had seen us run and pursued us until we were all caught and rounded up. We were then marched in a single file into the bush.
As we headed into the bush, they had us arranged in formation, one victim, one kidnapper and so on while the rest of the kidnappers formed two lines beside our single file. There was no escape as they repeatedly warned us that we would be shot if we tried to escape.
Being the only woman, I was the first to be asked to introduce myself; name, state of origin, job, how much I had in my bank account and as they searched every nook and cranny of my bag and wallet; they wondered why I didn’t have an ATM card.
Thankfully, that day was the day I didn’t travel with my ATM card. I told my kidnappers that I had no bank account; that I am a married woman with children who also happens to be a student. I pleaded, telling them my husband is poor and earns N8,500 monthly and that my family is very poor as well. I told them I was given to my husband at a young age to settle a debt my father had incurred.

But they called me a harlot for leaving my children and going to school. I explained that it was my husband’s idea. He wanted me to go work to augment his salary and working required a certificate and so I had to go to school to earn one. Thankfully, my story was believed. I was soon to realize that these uneducated kidnappers didn’t know much.
They decided I was worth N5million! Immediately I heard that, I raised my hands in surrender, ‘Just shoot me, there’s no way my husband or family will ever raise that amount of money, nobody in my village, Gorin goni, the poorest village in Kaduna, will give as much as N2,000. So please, just shoot me.’
The leader then drew me aside and asked me exactly how much my family could get, I said N10,000. He walked away in anger swearing that I would die. I was still haggling with them over my ransom, when God came through for me…

There was another victim, a Customs officer from Kogi state who drew their ire; they discovered his identity from the ID Card found in his wallet.
It was clear the kidnappers apparently hate the current government because victims who worked for government were singled out and thoroughly beaten with the sticks they used to herd cows. They said the government had impoverished its people and that those in government were thieves.

Every chance they had they would beat the Customs officer. Despite my situation, I began to think of how to save him; so I called out that he must be a fake customs man as his service number is 10 digits instead of 6. They stopped and, thankfully the Customs guy cued in, he begged them saying indeed he was a fake customs man; he said he smuggled cars into the country and he had to do a fake ID to deceive the Customs officials who were collecting money from him. That’s how they stopped beating him!

They demanded 10million off the Customs officers family!

Then, there was also amongst us a Yoruba man who by all appearances was quite rich. Since the Yoruba man didn’t speak Hausa, I was his interpreter to the kidnappers.
This Yoruba man jumped into the drainage tunnel when we were first attacked and fled to the bush but the kidnappers had gone after him and dragged him by the leg out of the tunnel into the open. So, he was caked in blood and dirt. This man told me I should tell the kidnappers he was willing to pay any amount they wanted!

I had to shush him. I warned him, they will finish you o. But the man was jittery, you know how you Yoruba people are at the sign of trouble.
At the end of the negotiation, they demanded N100 million from his family!

You see, all of us victims had been thoroughly stripped of whatever we possessed. I was quick to have deleted my messages and email from my phone when the commotion started, that was my saving grace.
So, when I said I didn’t even have enough money not to talk of a bank account, there were no alerts or bank details in my phone. The others were not so lucky.
Each victim was asked to give the correct PIN number and amount left in their accounts. Any attempt to give a fake PIN was instant death upon discovery because they wouldn’t ask you again.

How did God come through for me?

I was the go-between who always had the phone so I could interpret when calls came in.
One afternoon, they suddenly began to argue amongst themselves and so moved away from us victims. I suddenly found myself alone with the phone! I quickly dialed my brother and told him to keep negotiating, never to give accept the amount they asked for.
You see, once a victim speaks to their family, the victim never gets to talk again until ransom is paid and families don’t realise they can haggle and negotiate the ransom!


After demand for ransom was made from all victims/families, we began another stretch of travelling. We trekked for another 6 hours, making it a total of 12 hours trek from the express into the deepest parts of the bush.
As we went along, we saw their armed vigilantes. Yes, the kidnappers had vigilantes to catch and kill runaway victims. They told us their vigilantes were well armed and since it was an open field, any runaway victim would be shot dead.
When we got to what was our destination, it was a huge village, community of different ‘platoons’ of kidnappers who also had their own victims. So it was like a village business, hundreds of kidnappers, living side by side several hundreds more with each owning victims they raided off the roads.

When we were eventually settled in an open place, the other ‘platoon’ of kidnappers came to ‘inspect us’, like we were spoils of war, loot they had come to admire.
Suddenly, I was being ogled by boys no than 16 to 18. They told my kidnappers that I was a ‘good catch.’ They meant this in terms of rape. But I heard one of my kidnapper say, their leader forbade them from touching me but that they would see about it. I began to pray again that the leader doesn’t change his mind about protecting me.

To cut a long story short, I was released on the third day after a ransom of N500,000 was paid on my behalf. No, my family didn’t raise all the money, my old school mates from the federal government girls’ secondary school I attended, helped raise the money as well. I have God and them and of course my traumatised family to thank for my release.
The customs officer who was asked to bring N10 million, paid N5million.

They asked our families to meet us at a certain place from where their okada rider look outs took them on a two hours’ ride inside the bush. There they counted the money, asked them to walk back and wait at a certain point for us.
I and the customs officer were released together as our ransom was paid the same day. We walked for more than 8 hours to reunite with our families.

I am home today but still so traumatized. I was happy when Governor El Rufia’s convoy went after some of them weeks ago. But a more concerted effort is needed.

While I was there, an Airforce fighter jet came and hovered over the community of kidnappers. Yes, it means government is aware of their location. As soon as the fighter jet was sighted, the kidnappers assembled all of us victims on the edge of a water fall and pointed their weapons at us. They were prepared to shoot us if the fighter jet opened fire on them.
At this point, we the victims began to wave off the fighter jet, we began to beg them to leave, whereas our kidnappers taunted and dared the fighter jet to drop lower so they could complete the massacre.

I found out that victims whose families couldn’t raise money were taken to the edge and shot, their bodies would fall below and be swept away by the water. That way it won’t stink out the community.
To date, no body has come to take my statements or ask me what happened. I mean the authorities haven’t contacted me. So they know exactly what is going on.
(Series written and edited by Peju Akande and based on true stories)

http://thisislagos.ng/%ef%bb%bfi-was-kidnapped-on-the-kaduna-express-way-and-here-is-my-story/

What are you waiting for! Take this to one of our newspapers and let them publish! Your story! People need to know of this!!!!!!!

Jason007:



reading through felt like a movie scene, the more we ignore why we need to protect our boarders , the more this trend continues, we don't know who and who comes in and goes out.

I stopped reading this story because you said you don't understand hausa very well. Why are you now become interpreter

phonemakemoney:
And let's say a miracle happens and all this suggestions are applied, what of the criminals that due to greed will not leave the bad trade?

She’s not saying 100% crime-free. What she suggested would, to some extent, reduce crime rate.

US for example is not 100% crime-free. There would always be. But how far are we addressing our challenges? Boko Haram has been ravaging the north years ago, how far has the govt been able to curb their ruthless actions? Kidnapping has been rampant for years, what measure has the govt taken to curtail it?

So many questions demanding answers

tiwiex:


This actually made me doubt the article. Something wrong with this part. She sounded believable until she sprinkled some ethnic bias.

Check the link. The blogger who is retelling the story as told to her by the victim is Yoruba

bkool7:




You're a bigot.
Your effort at portraying the whole Yoruba race as coward cast an overwhelming doubt on the credibility of your story.

Stupid illiterate. Is Germanig the original story teller. Mumu of the highest pedigree

GidiWoodsMan:
Has anyone ever seen a fighter-jet that 'hovers' before?

So many inconsistencies in this dubious story. We know for a fact that kidnappers now own the Kaduna-Abuja expressway (while Buhari travels the country commissioning uncompleted projects) but this sounds like a woman who faked her own kidnap to make money off her rich schoolmates.

Yes.
Most people don't know the difference between a jet, copter or airplane.

carinmom:


Poverty should first be eradicated particularly in the north .A substantial number of our youths are school dropouts and are into drugs,what do you expect when our leaders of Northern extraction show indifference to the plight of the youths, they only remember them during electioneering when they use them for thuggery.

That would take a very long time because poverty is not easy to tackle and the menace may spread very far before then.

Another incidence on the same stretch of road


Bandits block Kaduna-Abuja highway again, hundreds of motorists unaccounted for
Published April 29, 2019


Kaduna-Abuja highway. File

Kidnappers on Monday afternoon blocked the Kaduna-Abuja Expressway, forcing several motorists to abandon their vehicles and head for nearby bushes to avoid being abducted.
The development has left many motorists and passengers unaccounted for, just as their belongings were stolen by the kidnappers.
A Correspondent of the News Agency of Nigeria who narrowly escaped the attack reports that the incident happened a few kilometres to Katari village in Kagarko Local Government Area of Kaduna State at about 3.30pm.

NAN also reports that hundreds of motorists traveling from Kaduna to Abuja, as well as those going the other way, found themselves stranded for more than 40 minutes as both lanes of the expressway were blocked by cars hastily abandoned by their owners.
NA Correspondent gathered that the bandits left the scene of the incident and moved into the bush with some of their victims before the arrival of some security men, who later cleared the road for the motorists to continue on their journeys.
Commenting on the incident, owner of the popular Shagalinku Restaurant in Abuja, Umar Shagalinku, lauded the prompt intervention of the security personnel.
He, however, called on relevant security authorities to use modern technology, including helicopters, to track kidnappers.
“I have been hearing about this robbery and kidnapping along Kaduna–Abuja road, but today, I witnessed it. This is terrible and ungodly.
“I sincerely pray that authorities concerned will do something about these criminals so that motorists will feel safe while plying this important road,” he said.
NAN reliably gathered that some bandits also operated on the same highway on Sunday, April 28, 2019.

https://punchng.com/bandits-block-kaduna-abuja-highway-again-hundreds-of-motorists-unaccounted-for/?fbclid=IwAR3D9hYufF0-VrxWNTt5-h2LRdFKKfH6VgJtA8Oowsf_q7Ur65biXsYXKdc

poseidon12:


I wonder who the low brain one is. The lady victim mentioned that she was able to delete all messages on her phone during the commotion (before the kidnappers caught up with them, of course).

so sorry for you. You're the one that write the story that's the reason you're defending it. Please use panadol and continue dulling.