The Series Of My Life - Season 2 - Episode 12

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The Series Of My Life - Season 2 - Episode 12

Disposal
” How are you today” I said.
jennifer kept quiet.
” Don’t you want to talk to me today my
sweetheart” I said again.
She started crying as usual.
”Stop crying baby, It hurts me to hear you
cry. Remember what we have been through
together. How was the interview” I asked.
She didn’t say anything. She had stopped
crying loud but I could still hear some sobs.
” Its ok my angel, I am no longer mad at
you” I said.
” I want you back in my life as soon as
possible”
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” I am very sorry” she said.
” If you don’t want me again, I understand
why but I don’t know what my life would be
without you. This is not how I dreamt it to
be between us. I didn’t know what had
gotten into me. I will never do that again if
you just forgive me” she concluded.
”Jennifer i….” the phone went dead.
I kept my phone on the table hoping that she
would call back immediately but she didn’t. I
figured her money had finished since they
used payphone.

After eating, I reflected on what had
transpired between me and Jenny on the
phone. The World was not balanced. I had
done worse things to what she did but I never
got questioned by anybody. It was really
men’s world.

I had thought about what happened between
me and the Nazi punks. What if I had gone
to the hill without my gun, the punks would
have beaten me to pulp or even killed me.
They didn’t like the Blacks. They were all
angry that the German government were taking
care of foreigners.

I also thought about what the police officers
would have done if they had seen me with a
gun. I would have been taken to a police
station and finger printed for illegal possession
of fire arm. Then they would instantly find
out that I had lived in Germany and had ran
away from court case.

That would have fetched me a long prison
term and they would have also sent me back
to Nigeria since I had my passport and permit
with me.

What Jennifer did was a massive heartbreak
for me but not something I didn’t expect.
She was a young girl of about 18 or 19. She
was beautiful. Men were likely to be on her
tail all the time and it was only a matter of
time before she succumbed to the pressure.
The event of the day had thought me that
there were worse things than catching a woman
with a man on the bed even if the woman
was your wife.

I took a full glass of jack daniels and waited
for her call but it never came.

The following day I decided to make a second
attempt on the gun disposal campaign. As
soon as I stuffed the gun inside my big baggy
jean pocket, my phone rang. It was peter.

He had managed to sell 50grams of weeds
and wanted some praise songs.
” I don finish am” he had shouted as soon
as I said ” hello” on the phone.
”bring my money back tomorrow morning” I
said and cut the line.
He called again instantly.

”keep another 50grams for me” he said. I
cut off the phone again without saying a
word. I wanted to give him a tough training.
I needed a successor. I wasn’t going to sell
drugs forever.
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I had decided that I was going to take the
gun away from berlin city entirely. I wanted it
to be far from me. I walked out of my
apartment with the gun inside my pocket.
I got to the AlexanderPlatz station and
boarded a train headed to the east. Our train
stopped at the Berlin OstBanhof major
station. Many police officers entered with
sketches of an arabic man whom they believed
had shot their member. The ransom money
had increased to €20,000 for any
information leading to the arrest of the man.
Damn I had managed to run into the cops
again. Why was I even in such a haste to
throw away my gun.

I took the sketch from one of the cops and
inspected it closely, then handed it back to
the cop. They were searching every train,
car, truck and other transport means out of
Berlin.

Our train left OstBanhof and headed towards
Eissenhutenstadt and Poland. I stopped at a
city called Frankfurt Oder and walked out of
the train. There was a HEIM I had visited
there when I was expanding my empire. I
recalled that there was a large park near the
HEIM. I bought a pack of Marlboro menthol
and 1 litre of coca cola. I took a taxi to the
park and sat near a small bush. My gun had
suddenly become heavy in my pocket. I
wanted it out of my possession as soon as
possible.

There were no other people in the park. I
brought out the gun and put it in a small
opening I had made on the ground with my
legs. I covered it with grasses and left my
legs on top of it.

I lighted a stick of Marlboro and smoked. I
left the pack twenty minutes after smoking and
drinking cola.