The scenery passed by in the stifling darkness as Nedu ran. At first he ran with a steady fast pace, left, right, left, right, left… but that lasted only half a minute. Now it was more like left, right left, left, right, almost trip, reft! He was terribly unfit and would have collapsed a few seconds ago the only thing that fueled him was his sheer will, which in turn was fueled by the breathing and threats coming from the group of five chasing him.
What was he thinking of even? He should have just handed over his phone like they requested and counted his losses. But instead, he thought it was the best time to practice some self-defense skills he had learnt at karate training four years ago. He had stretched out his hand as though handing the phone over, and when the leader of the gang came close and reached out to take it, he quickly pulled him with his free hand, and smashed his knee straight into his upper arm. As it became limp, in a split second he sent his fist to the guy’s waist, stomach and then face in quick succession.
Master Kanen would have been proud. His half Indian-half Chinese teacher of those years probably was a fraud, but no one could deny his talent in copying fighting moves off movies.
Once he had temporarily incapacitated the leader and high on the euphoria thereof, he turned to the two other cohorts, who were momentarily rooted to a spot in shock. As he was about to launch into an all-out attack, he felt a sharp blow to his head. He had completely failed to notice the three other guys who appeared behind him.
So he FLED.
From the corner of his eyes, he saw that the leader was still in pain on the floor. Could he take on five of them? He heard Master Kanen’s voice quite clearly then…
“If one, you fight. If two or three, you defend and run. If four or five, get the hell out of there as fast as you can…you are not Bruce Lee”
However, master Kanen failed to teach him what to do when your chasers refused to back down from a chase.
“Yeey.” he tripped completely over a sack of something on the road and fell flat on the ground.
He glanced back and saw two of them close in on him. He instinctively grabbed the bag (the stench from it led him to believe that it was a waste bag) and flung it at them, momentarily disrupting them. He jumped up and continued his run, but he knew he would not last much longer. Unfortunately for him, his pursuers were either seasoned athletes or were hell bent on killing him
“I go kill you I swear!”
That clarified things a bit.
Just as he felt he was about to pass out, suddenly lights from a packed van up ahead came on and blinded him.
As he put his hands up to shield his face from the glare, he felt hands on his back. I am truly going to die today
“HEEEEY. HOLLLIT THERE ALL OF YOU! HEEEEEY!!!!”
Next thing he knew, four policemen stood before them rifles stretched out, torchlights in place…standard Police issue (pun intended).
Thank you Jesus! I am saved
“Officer, these men…”
“WILL YOU SHUT UP THERE!”
“But officer, I…”
“I SAID SHUT UP!!!” The shortest of them pointed his gun recklessly at him.
He went mute.
The touts mumbled quietly among themselves behind him and before he could catch what they said, the policemen walked closer towards them. He could smell the alcohol now.
“OYA HEXPLAIN WHAT YA HALL DOING HERE AT THIS TIME. YOU’RE THEIVES ABI? WHERE ARE YOU RUNNING FROM? WETIN UNA STEAL?”
“Officer, I’m not a thief. I’m an engineer” he blurted out quickly.
“Ehen… engineer. ALL OF YOU AT THE BACK NKO?”
Why did he have to shout though? Anyway, they’ll catch these touts now
He and Officer LoudMouth asked at the same time
“We’re halso hengineers sir. All hof hus”
“What are you saying? You people chased me here.” Turning back to LoudMouth. “Officer I’m an engineer with Joleseen Construction. These men are touts.”
“Sir we’re hengineers too at Joleseen sah. Hi andle cement, this wan (pointing to one of his comrades) na sand he dey hengineer. This wan na water hengineer, this other guy here na stone he dey andle.”
Officer LoudMouth blinked a few times, trying to digest this information while fighting the urge to throw up
“THE LAST MAN NKO?”
“That wan… na hengineer too sah. All hof hus na hengineer sah.”
The other touts nodded their heads rigorously. Mr. Sand Hengineer actually bent down, gathered some sand in his hand and made a show of studying it.
Oh my God!
“OYA ALLOFYHU…LIE DOWN. NOWWW!”
He snapped back to the present.
“Officer thank you jare, don’t mind these men…”
“YOU DEY MAD? WE GO SHOOT YOU O! LIE DOWN!!!”
He really didn’t see the slap coming, but as he felt it, he dropped to the ground in an instant.
“OYA…ALL OF YOU, ON YA INNER LIGHT!!!”
Inner what? Oh God. I’m screwed!