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Chapter 27

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2005

Osaze gazed at the Policemen then at Osas who was standing at a corner. She waved at him again and he exhaled now looking at his mother then he returned his gaze back to the policeman.

"You don ready to give your statement?"

"I was at home when she came, there was no rape, no one raped her, she's just seeking attention because she knows we're wealthy. She probably wants us to pay her or give her some incentives" he answered.

"So what you're saying is that she lied"

Osaze returned his gaze back to his mother who nodded gently at him as an encouragement to continue from where he left off. "Yes officer, she lied"





Now

1:29 am

Osaze gasped out from the nightmare , panting Osas woke up running her fingers on his face. "Are you okay?" "Sorry, I'm really sorry. It was a nightmare" "Why are you always having nightmare?" She asked and he stalled, "It's complicated, I can't begin to put them into words"

"It's not spiritual problem is it?"

"No. I need a drink" he said unconsciously, "Water?" "No... Sorry, normally I would wake up, take a drink, get angry at myself"

"And then turn the house upside down. You no sleep for night, na why your eyes dey always be like...." She trailed off touching his cheeks. "Osas.... I've done some really bad things and....."

"I no want know this night, all I know is that you're going back to sleep with me" "I don't feel sleepy" "Well I do" she answered and he chuckled lying back and Osas laid on his chest.
"Make I talk till you sleep?"

"I thought you said you were feeling sleepy"

"Make I tell you story till you sleep because you be tata (baby)" she replied busting into laughter and he chuckled, "That sounds good" "Are you serious?"

"I'm damn serious"

"If I finish the story and you no sleep, I swear to God, I go sleep leave you"

"Why don't you tell me about your family?"

"Well, my mother is dead, I don't have a father. They said he's in Lagos, those were my main reasons for coming to Lagos, to look for for him and my siblings, Edosa, Uwa, Efe" she smiled, "But I haven't seen them yet so ..... I guess I don't have any family for now"

"Do you have memories on them?"

"I was six but I remember somethings, Edosa is always copying what I do, she will just watch me do somethings and then she'll copy me. Uwa, Uwa likes food and sleep, she can cry too. She and Efe, they like crying but Efe was a baby so ....." She trailed off in tears.

"Don't cry"

"I just dey think of them, and I'm wondering, are they even alive? Wetin I go give to see them again"

"What about Osato and Zuwa? Their names were on that paper"

"My mom's other children from another father."










Sunday morning

Osaze picked up his phone putting a call through to Raymond, "Hey, Good morning Ray" "Osaze, good morning how far?" "Your voice sounds somehow" "Make we no even go there yet, that one na another topic entirely. What do you want?"

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