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and louded their horns. No thinking, just drive! His heart was thumping. Dagogo took his eyes off the road at brief intervals, glancing at the man in black who was seated in front, holdi
buildings, until he ran into a police man. Naija police men had the habit of stopping cars and scheming out a reason to obtain cash. The police man
ital." The man
widened. He pointed Dagogo in a direc
a teaching hospital was written at the top end of the front wall, above a symbol of a white cross in
outed. The gateman nodded, unbolt
ound was well swept with a few cars parked within, and some rows of flowers. Two male nurses rushed out, rolling a wheeled stretch
hey lifted Amadi into the stretcher, while
d, putting a hand out. The nurses w
ck said, and Dagogo kept his
rong, but Dagogo noticed his legs were staggering. When he almost fell after two steps, Dagogo put a hand behind him. Then a female nurse came towards the man in black, and pointed Dagogo to a different female
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led shirt, the crack in his glasses, tired look of his face and disarrangement in his hair. His brain struggled to keep up. He asked the sum of the deposit and gave her his credit card. She inserted it into a phone like payment machine with buttons. It printed a receipt and she gave the paper to Dagogo. She proceeded with questions about Amadi and the man in black: na
t random, reading newspapers, pressing phones and talking, but in Dagogo's head they didn't exist. His mind was choked. There was no eye contact, neither did he attempt a greeting, as he sat on one end of a front bench, keeping a good space from the other person. Then he took off his glasses and aernment in International court? You know, because of the END
to get attention. A government is it something you can jus
ppened on that 20th of Octob
was bad, but can you sue govern
is the
had sowed the seed. He had sent anonymous
. An American born Naija lawyer, is suing the government for its active involvement in the dea
ments, keeping his identity hidden. Once the bloggers had enough proof the case was real, b
E - AMERICAN BORN LAWYE
nversation behind him, neither could he string together a meaning from the attack on Amadi. He dwelled in his thoughts, until the nurse behind the counter ca
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racked glasses, with his hands in his pocket. His unproductive efforts towards a witness replayed in his mind, from the first potential witness to Amadi. He concluded an attempt at conversation with the the man in black, might have some worth, and he spoke with the nurse. She led him to the hospital ward, and poinrough the window. With the blood cleaned up, Dagogo could make out his face. His complexion was charcoal black. A great distance from Dagogo's light fair skin. His kind of blackness in a dark room, only the white part of his striking red veined eyes, would be visible. It was hard to explain the crooked veins
d kept both hands in his pock
hose eyes. The man in black took the cigarette from his mouth, and blew out
lawyer." His voice sounded like he had o
ear. No, not that. Surprise. He couldn't say. "Yeah, I'm...
s to sue government."
e secrets leaking from two strangers. Total strangers. Except one knew more than necessary. Dagog
lice badge Sir. Yo
mirked. His gaze d
out me, is about knowi
a greeting. Sometimes a mockery. Sometimes it was said in acknowle
to understand your
rt Harcourt. One Mrs Abake and o
pack of cigarette and took on
tnesses.
he man in black kept eye
ses. May I ask how you cam
trousers for a lighter. He lit the cigarett
s who you are. He's the on
rowed and his min
from his cigarette, and
today. Serial killer. They call
ir, trying to find the word, then he swal
a puzzle that wasn't fitting
ment killing. Every ENDSARS
r. "He wants to frustrate your case. I've been
man. "I'm Dagogo. This Judas, w
's question. "Oga lawye
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