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EPSODE 1 2&3 (SCROLL DAWN)
0oya the killer start before i go come meet you for there
0**episode 1*****
Mr. Olundare jacobs felt a pang of guilt as
he stepped out of the blackmaria. As a kid
who was brought up in the barracks, he
used to see many criminals being
transported in that van to the prison and
he would always say “why would
someone waste his life in criminal
activities when he knows fully well that
one day, he would be transported in this
dark, poor ventilated van whose only route
is from court to prison, prison to court?
Surely, i would never step my feet in those
vans”. How would he have known that
25years later, he would be the one inside
the van? Well, as a child he didn’t know
that someday he was going to point a gun
at his wife.
The thought of his wife made tears to
drop from his eyes. Their relationship was
the type only obtainable in movies and
romance stories. He remembered vividly
how she married him despite pressure
from her family to marry the promising
soldier officer Paul Adeyemi. He was just
an odinary civil servant back then in the
lagos state ministry of information and
communication. He had met the beautiful
miss grace briggs when she was posted
to the ministry as a youth corper. He never
used to believe in love at first sight but
grace changed his perception, not only
about love but life in its entirety. Mr. Jacobs
doesn’t even know the part of her body he
loves the most. Was it her radiant hair
which is as black as Taye Taiwo’s face or
her lips which was wonderfully placed on
her face just below her pointed but
beautiful nose. He doesn’t even know If it
was her shiny eyes that could give the
stars a run for their money or her fair skin
which sparkles in sunlight. In jacobs own
words “grace, even monalisa would be
jealous of you”.
Back then, he would always use his
meagre salary to take her out for lunch
until immediately after she completed her
youth service when they decided to tie the
nuptial knots. It only took the effect of the
scorching sun to bring him out from his
journey through the land of emotional el
dorado. He had just stepped out of the
van. He was standing taller and well built
than the two policemen who where
escorting him. He was very dark, infact his
mates in university used to call him blacky
which is one of the reasons he married
someone who would complement him. His
hairs were unkept, what do you expect
from someone who was just coming out
of a police cell?
Even though he has not been proven guilty
of any crime, he has been sleeping in the
police cell for over a month. The law
stipulates that no citizen should spend
more than 24hours in police custody
except sentenced by a law court but it
seems the law and the police force are
enemies. Its ironic since the police are
supposed to protect the law. He looked at
his environment, it was like every other
typical trial court in nigeria. He took a deep
breathe but just as he was about to enter
the court, he sighted paul Adeyemi. He just
shook his head and walked into the court
room+1***episode 2***
“Court rise!!!” The bailiff shouted and
everybody stood up. Justice clement okoro
walked into the court room. He was an old
man who was probably close to
retirement. If you place his age anywhere
around 70years, you just might be right
because he actually looks younger anytime
he smiles and older when he frowns.
Today was one of his bad days as he was
not smiling. His facial expression could be
read in a thousand different ways but mr.
Jacobs read it as, “Am tired of this job,
always sentencing people to death”. Truly,
Justice Okoro had sentenced countless
people to death so when jacobs saw him,
he knew his freedom was just wishful
thinking.
The case was announced by the court
administrator who also announced the
presence of all the witnesses.
“The case before this court is a murder
case filed by the nigeria police force
against Mr. Olundare jacobs” he carefully
read.
“Mr olundare jacobs, what is your plea?
Are you guilty or not?” the judge asked.
“Not guilty” Jacobs answered non-
chalantly.
I just hope he is right, i cant afford to slam
a ‘life imprisonement’ sentence. Justice
Okoro kept his thoughts to himself. He
called on the prosecutor for his opening
statement.
A fairly old man stood up. Looking at his
face, you’ll think he is a septagenerian but
he’s just in his early fifties. If you say he
was old due to his family problems, you
probabaly would be right because his only
daughter chose to marry someone whom
he had no iota of trust for. Despite his
disaproval, she still went ahead to marry
him. Your guess is as good as mine, his
name is Barrister Jim Briggs, father of Mrs
grace jacobs whose death, they stand in
court today to find the culprit.
“mmm mmmm.. .Barrister Briggs cleared
his throat.
Fellow citizens of this nation, we are here
today the 21st of october 2013 to prove
that Mr. Olundare Jacobs standing here is
responsible for the death of his wife, Mrs.
Grace Jacobs”.
He hates calling his daughter Grace Jacobs,
he rather prefers to call her Grace Briggs
but for the sake of the court, he called her
the name. He allowed the information he
just dropped to sink into the ears of his
audience before he continued.
“On the 15th of august 2013 at about
10:30pm, Mr. Olundare Jacobs allegedly
shot and killed his wife. Such people
should not be allowed to walk in the
soceity as they are bad eggs that can
currupt the good ones. I hereby pray this
court to serve justice in this case. This is
my case”. He bowed and left for his seat.
Justice okoro smiled and called on the
defendant. He had known Barrister Briggs
to be a man that doesn’t beat around the
bush. He always makes his points brief but
very strong.
The defendant was a young lawyer
probably in his early thirties. His name is
Barrister Clement Obong. He was a light
complexioned young man with a well
trimmed moustache. He fell in the category
of people that were created on God’s bad
day. He was a very ‘brief creature’. That
was the term his clique in the University
used to refer to his shortness. Olundare
jacobs who happens to be the accused
was also a member of that clique. He got
up and looked at Barrister Briggs, he then
gave a deadly smile. He had history with
Barrister Briggs.
Immediately after being called to bar, the
young lawyer Clement Obong had gone
into Barrister Briggs Firm to work as a
lawyer in the firm but he was turned
down. He can still remember Barrister
Briggs exact words to him.
“young man, this is not a chamber for
jokers with wig on the head, this is a
chamber for real lawyers”.
Barrister clement obong has a point to
prove. To show that he is not a joker with
wigs on the head but a real lawyer. He
arranged his wig and stepped forward.0Nice am following
0Nice let us hear from barr.clement obong a.k.a mr.wig loolz
0****episode 3******
“My lord, barrister clement started. This
case as convincing as it might look is a
mere case of slander against my client.
1. The case holds no water as contrary to
their claims that my client shot and killed
his wife, there is no autopsy report to
back that claim. Infact the body of the
victim is nowhere to be found.
2. My client, Mr Olundare Jacobs, after
thorough scrutiny by members of his
community was chosen along with few
men in his community to save lives. He is a
member of the vigilante group in his
community so i see no reason why he
should take the life of his wife.
Homicide is a very strong accusation and i
dont expect the testimony of one man to
hold weight. I hereby pray this court to
strike out this case in the name of justice”
he concluded his statement.
“once a joker, always a joker” Barrister
Briggs muttered under his breathe. He
doesn’t have time to show his swagg, he
just had to make sure his daughter’s killer
was sent behind bars else he would have
showed Barrister clement that the SAN at
the end of his name isn’t just a mere fuss.
“can we have the first witness please”
justice okoro spoke to Barrister Briggs.
“The first witness is Paul Adeyemi. If you
are here please come forward” Barrister
briggs called him forward.
A youngman in the same age bracket as
jacobs stood up. He was also very dark. It
seems as if his occupation made him
stand under the scorching sun everyday.
He was tall and well built.
***************************
15th August 2013
Lagos State ministry of information and
communication organized a dinner night.
Mrs. Grace Jacobs being a fluent speaker of
english was chosen to be the anchor of
the programme. As early as 3:00pm that
day, she was already dressed up and was
about to go to the event when her
husband, Olundare Jacobs came in. Jacobs
has been unlucky as a retrenchment
programme of the state government had
caught up with him. Since then, he had
failed to find himself a job so he was
always at home, coupled with the fact that
he had become a vigilante.
“Miss universe. Jacobs complemented his
wife and she just smiled.
Where are you going dressed like this?”
“Darling, you remember that dinner night i
told you about? She paused, waiting for an
answer. Jacobs nodded his head to signify
that he remembered.
The dinner night is slated for today”. She
concluded.
“Thought you just called it a dinner night,
what kind of dinner night starts by
3:00pm” he asked, looking at his wrist
watch.
“You know this is my first time of
anchoring this kind of event, the chairman
of the central planning committee
requested that i should be there by
3:00pm so he can fill me in on how to
proceed with the event. I’m even late” she
narrated.
“so i guess i will just be the only one in
this house. Just make sure you dont move
your lips in those your sexy manner, those
men can be funny atimes”
“i promise, i wont even smile” she said and
laughed away.
10:20PM THAT SAME DAY
Grace walked into the house tired. The
dinner night was a huge success and
everybody attributed the success to her.
She even switched off her phone when
the congratulatory calls where getting too
much.
She trew her bag on the couch and was
about going into the bedroom when the
voice of her husband startled her.
“Where are you coming from?” he asked.
She switched on the light to behold her
husband holding a gun. She was shocked
but then, she remembered that armed
robbers had been giving them sleepless
nights in the street so she thought her
husband being a vigilante had chased
armed robbers that day.
“what are you talking about? I told you i
was attending a dinner night”
“Dinner night!! So which of the directors
did you sleep with or was it the
commisioner himself?” Jacobs accused.
“I dont have time for this, am very tired”
grace said and was about going into the
bedroom when her husband spoke.
“Dont even take another step”.
She turned back and saw her husband
pointing a gun at her. She was shocked.
Her husband had never laid a finger on
her not to talk of pointing a gun at her.
Yes he had lost his Job but that doesn’t
mean he has lost his mind.
“I was in that establishment before you. I
know how it is done. Those big men
choose people to spend the night with. I
gave you the benefit of doubt but you
failed me”
What are you talking about, i never slept
with anyone” Grace shouted.
“Put the gun down” a voice spoke. They
both turned their heads and saw Paul
Adeyemi, pointing a gun at Jacobs.
“We can settle this without…. Kpaa” Grace
was trying to complete her statement but
she was shot. She fell down to the ground.
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