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hmmm?

Hmmm *RUNS OUT*

Na wa o

HumbledbYGrace: throw it into the bin

exactly what I thought. BIN! BIN!! BIN!!! I no get money, so I'll go get myself a techno, heard that dey are doing gud phones now. GUD A.M

sanandreas: kpai kpai kpoza....... Wcm back.

dem don put sand sand to my garri.. my phone don spoil o. so no mind me jawe if i no quick dwop

HumbledbYGrace: hello lap maeslo

glace, my fone don spoil

see wetin my phone cause o... but i love it though THE SILENT MAESTRO

gud a.m

HumbledbYGrace: you still sulking? I have chewing gums that will change your moods.

lol

superbloke: Good morning people! Just checking in.

A.M 2 Y'ALL

Tovot: sury now,ehn i'v said sury,i dnt lyk d quiet u o.

OK but i'm not angry though

sanandreas: Wht took u so long. Explain to ur followers

abeg SLAP ME, i'm here to stay though

''Okay, send patrol team to check around for the vehicle with that plate number that I called to you'', Inspector Bassey gave instructions on his walkie-talkie. The walkie-talkie got me amused because it was taped round.
"Barrister, you go home, we'll find your kids for you. Be rest assured that we'll make sure we get to the bottom of this'', the Inspector comforted Mr Samson and immediately stood up to usher us towards the counter as we were on our way out. I had long been forgotten in their conversations
"Eh Ya! Young man, sorry ehn or should we take you to the hospital?'', the Inspector asked when he saw me limp out of his office.
"No Sir, I'll be Okay sir, just find my friends please'', I replied,
"With the information you've provided, we'll solve these puzzle. Be rest assured'', the Inspector said,
"Officer, please and please, I beg of you, find them for me'', Mr Samson interjected,
"Don't worry sir, moreover, I will send some boys to you very soon to come check out things in your house and install some gadgets incase, the kidnappers called for ransom..''
"Okay, but officer please be fast about it'', Mr Samson said, he was almost in tears was quick to hide it from the people around. I scanned around the counter and Lo and behold, I saw what I wanted to see. Some guys were kneeling behind the large table that served as the counter, their pant was worn wrongly and their skin which was covered in sweat had traces of assault, probably from the police.
"Lets go, where do you live? So that I can drop you there'', Mr Samson's voice brought me back to our present position. I limped towards him and together we walked to the car with sad expression boldly written on both faces.
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The feeling of high adrenaline that would ensue made me wake up early. Dressed in my warm wool coat on my skinny jean, I walked towards the bus stop.
The thought and solution that ravaged my mind through out the night was about to be put to play. I had thought of the day I went to Christie's church, I suspected that pastor that threatened Mr Samson and his family, although we{myself & christie} we were out of earshot away from their conversation but from the sign language, violent movement of body parts and the frown from Mr Samson's face when he got closer, it was obvious that the both parties were not in good terms. Although, apart from the pastor and his colleague, I knew not whom Mr Samson or Mrs Samson might have erred that would have done such a deed but I just had to start from somewhere, For My friend and his sister or would-soon-be lover.

HumbledbYGrace: good, stop sulking then, how was the exam?

fine

HumbledbYGrace: He said nada jor, just accepting my mistakes and moving forward. Is that a hard thing to do?

aii, i've heard

HumbledbYGrace: talk to aunty o...I hate it when you are sulking

y'all on me like I was the one at fault.. Dunno what he might hav told yo but I'll let it be and SPEAK TYPE LESS