I LOVE HIM
Mike’s side of the story
Life in the prison was something else. My first day in prison was full of uncertain expectations. I wasn’t certain of what I was expecting to see or experience there. What I saw in prison was hell. It was a complete no man’s land where everyone was practically on their own. Life was very unbearable for me. My cellmate didn’t make life any easy in the first 7 weeks of my stay in the prison. He would either beat me or ask me to stay awake the whole night and make sure mosquito doesn’t bite him. He was one of the feared guys in the prison, hugely built with so many scares on his body.
However, with time, he started liking me. Maybe because I was
very obedient to him. I didn’t argue with him for once. He introduced me to his
men in the prison yard as his “PA: Personal assistance” and no longer as the
little rat. With his help, I could get to people outside the prison, if I had
enough money, I would have been running a good business anywhere in the country
from inside the prison. I must confess that, Dagbo as he was fondly called had
some huge connections outside the prison. He wasn’t actually living like
someone in prison. He had so much to enjoy in prison. He was a boss there just
like some other bosses in the prison. From my estimate, there were about a thousand
inmates in the prison.
As the months and days went by, he introduced me to some of
his businesses outside the prison. It was then that I realized that he was a
very successful business man before he was sent to prison for an alleged rape. He
narrated his ordeal to me, how he was framed by his secretary for rape. He
suspected that his secretary was paid by an opposition company to frame him
over a 200-million-naira contract, but he had no prove on that. The evidences
laid against him was so overwhelming that nothing could say otherwise on the
situation as at the time and he was jailed for it. He already served 6 years of
his term but he still runs his business from inside the prison. He has piles of
files in his cell which contains account details from his business. He later
informed me on how he got those scares on his body. Some of the inmates were
paid by someone to kill him but he got lucky after some terrible beating from
the guys, someone who used to stay in one of the cells saved him with his own
men. The guy in particular has been released and Dagbo rewarded him by keeping
him in charge of his businesses.
Dagbo’s story was very touching. But looking at him from a
far, you would think that he was a drug lord or a murderer or something of
close proximity. I was learning so much from Dagbo. He taught me most of his
business secrets and so many tips about growing a good business. But I still
feared him because of what he did to me initially. He told me that he treated
me that way because he doesn’t want to experience what he had experienced from
those guys who still looks for ways to attack him. He only survived with the
help of some other inmates whom he bought over to his side by helping each of
their family members through his business aids. From the day Dagbo made me his
Personal assistance, life became better for me in prison. If not for the
feeling of freedom, I would have loved to remain in prison. The prison warders
dose his bidings without questioning because of course, he fattens their
pockets. They even bring in some ladies for us once in a while to help us with
our urges. I wonder how life would have been for me if not for him. Someone of
my nature that can’t go a week without a having a lady grace my bed. Staying without
a woman for almost four months nearly took the life out of me. I never felt the
same during those periods not until Dagbo came to my rescue. I felt so bad
about how the situation has turned out between Frank and myself. I wished none
of those things happened. But I couldn’t change history. The deed has already
been done and I need to finish what I started.
Frank’s side of story
The threat from the letter I got scared me so much that I feared
going to my shop. The D.P.O had already assured me that he will get to the root
of the matter and with help from Cynthia’s dad, some policemen always come
around on schedule to see how I was doing each day. It was little relieve for
me too. I hated Mike so much for coming after my life.
Four months later, there was no threat and I was already beginning
to forget what had happened. And in those four months, I was able to finish my
software and was planning on how to start marketing it. Cynthia also provided
me with a very good support in those periods. I posted so many applications to
some companies with hope of signing a big deal with any of them.
On a very faithful day, I got a call from one those companies
which was sutuated in Enugu. They had seen my pitch and a sample of my product
and they were satisfied with it. I was very excited about that. My joy knew no
bounds because I was going to sign a contract of over five million naira. An
amount that I had never touched or seen in my life. I called and informed
Cynthia of the development and we had a huge celebration over it. Finally, my
life was going to turn around for good after all.
I made the necessary preparations in order to meet the
company. I promised Cynthia that when I come back, we will start preparations
for our marriage since she was going to graduate in two months’ time. Finally, I
was going to have a happy ending after all.
I left for Enugu two days after I got the call from the
company. Cynthia out of joy gave me one of her cars to travel with. I never knew
what laid ahead for me on that day. I had just left Owerri when I a car made a
sharp turn in front of my car. I hit the break so hard that my car skidded off
the road. I thought they lost control of their vehicle. Luckily for me I wasn’t
hurt. So, I came out to see if they were okay, only to be held and dragged into
their vehicle at gun point. They blindfolded and drugged me. Within about three
minutes time, I lost consciousness.
To be continued…
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