The Kidnappers By the Rock Episode 3 (The Final Episode) Madam abeg wetin dey happen here? John asked a woman who wore Aso-ebi and Aso-ke and was cat walking into the Thomas compound, loud music was playing in the compound as the sweet smell of food ranted the air. Ahh you dey new here ni? Abi you never hear say Chief Thomas pikin don loss? The woman said happily. Ehya who carry am na, I hope no be ritual killers? John asked. The gate man say na two boys carry am run Arghh dem call police? John asked in fear. Police Ko!! Army Ni!! Na party we dey do now sef, on sunday dem go do thanksgiving service for church she replied tying her wrapper well. Ma I no understand o John said more confused. See that boy Samuel na demon, infact him and satan dey play ten ten every night, the boy no dey hear word, nobody fit pass this road if this boy dey outside, me I dey sell banana but if I pass here, Samuel go stone all my banana finish, all the area dey come dis party because this kidnappers don help us and chief Thomas carry devil comot from here o, abeg do come chop food joor the woman said and ran inside. Osheeeeyyy abeg this woman dey lie joor, which big man no go pay money for him son? John walked to the gate and knocked, the gate man opened the door, a huge turkey lap was stucked inbetween his teeth, he was smiling with a carton of Hollandia with the other hand. Oga come inside na, today na R.S.V.P- Rice and stew very plenty, oga only pikin don loss, we dey celebrate joor the gate man said. Oya give this letter to your boss and bring me three take away and juice make I follow enjoy joor John replied. The way he sped to their hideout was like a finales race in formula 1 racing, he almost passed the isolated building, when he was sure nobody fellowed him he parked the vehicle and went out. Mark, Samuel where una dey? Food don show he screamed as he went inside. Nobody was around, he sat down tired and began eating one of the food. Then he heard a faint nose, like a police man screaming. Oya move it, nonsense horse, move, I say move The undisputed voice of Samuel was saying, he sat up and watched what happened next. Mark na who be this? He screamed when collasped before him. Samuel held a large cane and was riding Mark like a donkey, he was also floging him and kicking him on his ribs, Mark head had swollen like a paw paw fruit, two of his teeth were missing, his face all sober, his jean was torn at the knees and he had blisters on his palm. Oboy you get accident? John asked him. Abeg you bring water, I dey thirsty die Mrk managed to say before fainting again. Uncle this horse you gave me is very lazy o Samuel complained. Sharrap John said Oya go carry food chop there he commmanded as Samuel ran along. He gave Mark a satchet water and his juice which the guy grabbed like his life depened on it, then he managed to stargger up before saying his story. Oboy na demon we kidnapp o, this boy nearly kill me, as you leave us the guy come say make we play police and thief, na so I gree, him come say I go be thief den him go be police, the catapult go be him gun. Na so him fire me for head o. The thing pain me eh sowtey I no fit cry na so I come dey laugh-cry, you know as my cry dey be na? The come misinterpret am, come target my teeth, na so him comot my teeth o, as I say I no dey play again na so him come beg me make we do horse and rider, mehn see my back, him don flog me like pig, half of my ribs don break finish sef, chai I don die Mark cried out. Uncle this food never do me o Samuel screamed from inside. The both of them looked at each other and screamed the same thing with two syllabus. Your food My food Paul and Mark screamed and ran inside. Samuel had cleared the food and was searching the leather for more, including the one that John ate and remain had finished. And you say no be demon we kidnap? Mark cried out, tears seriously pouring out in hunger and pains. Oboy na for small boy front you dey cry o John catiouned him. Even if na my wife front I must cry o Mark cried the more. Oya no worry, six done almost reach, just manage the guy make I go bring the money come, we go share am 50-50 John encouraged. Oya abeg do fast joor before I die Mark said and stood up. John sped like a ferrari rider this time, he packed behind a mango tree near the dust bin and waited, at exactly six pm, the gate man walked out with two heavy stuffs in black polyethene bags and walked to the dust bin, then he dropped them, placed a note ontop and ran away. John began dancing Etighi and Shoki at the same time, he waited for five more minutes then ran with full nitro speed and grabbed the bags and the note, as he caught his breath and smiled, patting the bag as he thought of all the good things for life he would afford. He opened the note and read out. Dear Kidnappers, It is with utmost pleasure that am replying this letter, I want to thank you people for kidnapping that devils incarnate. I have been thinking of ways to kill that boy before he kills me, my neighbours and passers by. Samuels cloth are filled inside the two bags with you now, make sure you take care of him, and incase you get tired of him, just send him back inside this dustbin with twenty thousand naira because that would be his transport money to Kiri kiri where he belongs Yours faithfully, Chief Thomas John laughed at the funny letter, then he opened the bag to confirm it, the bags were filled with Samuels Sweater, shirt, jeans, boxers, shorts and shoe with black and white shocks, his tootpaste and brush with cream were gratefully added. John Fainted.... When he woke up two hours later, he grabbed the note and both bags with hot tears dripping down his face as he drove back to the isolated building, then he did not care if the cops were chasing after him anymore because there was nothing to lose. When he got into the buidling he heared Samuel shouting for somebody to rise up, like he was conducting deliverance for a patient, he rushed in to see his friend Mark spwarled on the ground almost dead, his head had grown another horn like he was acting as a devil in human clothings, he was shirtless and fresh red marks lined his body as Samuel turned white garment priset was flogging him and casting on demons. Uncle we dey play mad man and prophet, na uncle Mark nai mad, me dey pray for am Samuel said happily. Like Mark was waiting for a helper, he slowly raised his head and stared at John, his face was like he got knocked down from keke napep, additional three teeth were missing. Samuel quickly ran outside. Oboy if we no go share the money 90-10 percent then I go do you everything wey this boy don me today Mark starmered. Oboy Mark the person wey design your face go win award for best designer of the year in Nigeria o, see as you resemble person wey wan act horror film. Oboy clean your face joor, wahala dey o John said seriously. You no see say na so the factory settings of my face be? Wetin, Him no pay complete money? Abeg we go manage am like that Mark said as John passed the note to him. In two minutes both of them sat on the floor like two widowers, seriously weeping out their eyes. Walahi if say I know I for continue my kpon kpon career, now see as I come wan die for nothing Mark weeped. Oboy if na so Wizkid do, him for don give up him music carreer o John add back up. Oboy how we go do now, make we use am do rituals abi? John asked. Rituals? Walahi babalawo go reject that cursed boy, make we carry am go back to him father, I wan confess, I get 20k wey I dey save for the past three years now, abeg carry am inside that my boxer wey I no dey gree wash, make we bundle this guy back to him papa joor Mark said as John went to confirm and true to his words, 20k laid in the boxer. Oya make we catch am joor, Samuel, come play Mark screamed with the last ounce of energy in his frail battered body. Uncle John, abeg make we play together, Uncle Mark dey boring Samuel said as he got in, Marks shirt was tied on his head like a militant. Ok, I gree but make you change your cloth first, your cloth dey booth John said smiling. Aghh uncle thank you o, so you go even carry my cloth come, chai this is good Samuel replied and ran out. They quickly followed him, as he opened the booth and was about opening the bag to take his clothes out, Mark grabbed his hands while John grabbed his legs, they threw him into the bag and tied it with Johns belt. Uncle please, I no wan go house.. Samuel was screaming and begging. Your yansh, na till you kill person abi, useless pikin, maybe na for dustbin your papa pick you from sef Mark replied smiling for the first time. They put the 20k in an envelope and drove like mad to Chief Bolas house, they stopped, picked the struggling bag and throwed him out together with the money. That was the last time the duo ever tried kidnapping business again. Mark-Now a farmer and tailor John-Now a houseboy and gate man. Their music dream? Maybe till BankyW manage to hear them singing in their village choir. Samuel-Now residing in Kirikiri VIP section prisons because no inmate could stay with him, his father is paying a weekly salary of 120,000 to the prison authorities for him to remain there. * * * * * * * * * * * * * THE END
Posted on: Wed, 07 Jan 2015 18:13:13 +0000
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