Subconsciously full of hope that there would still
be maruwa left; got just in time for the last maruwa before the rush hour
Settled in time and had two elderly men forming my
side defences.
Out of nowhere was an unexpected passenger
Booze and weed was the aroma he brought
Forcefully he dragged a passenger off and settled
in besides the driver
Menacingly he looks at us at the back seat
“Get down now” was the command from his lips to our
ears
Confusion was our reaction then anger
The eldest passenger at my right side spoke first
He hadn’t finished reprimanding the unexpected
passenger when we saw a shiny black metal object
Alas it was a gun
Pointed at us
The gun was thirsty to be offloaded unto one and
all of us
None of us wanted to die including the eldest man possibly
in his seventies
Alight we did
Around we looked, seeking for another maruwa
Alas none was on sight
Grudgingly our eyes looked at the unexpected
passenger
He had four companions now
They dragged the maruwa driver into a danfo bus
None at the scene raised an alarm
From nowhere a tiny feminine voice which surprisingly
belonged to man asked “who are those”?
“Na detectives oo, dem get problem with maruwa
people dem” replied a road side seller
My mind tried to digest this new information
The man who just pointed a gun without reason at me
was an officer of the law
Two days later, read a related article in a
local newspaper
Four maruwa drivers were reportedly killed by area
touts
The said touts had squabbles with the drivers
Officers of the law were used to intimidate and
assault these drivers
My mind wondered if the maruwa driver taken away
earlier was among the dead
He definitely would be among the assaulted
Shame at my cowardice earlier on overwhelmed me
I should have done something to help
Even if it may have cost my life
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