By Victor Kwame Sampong
After two days of inactivity due to my ordeal at the hands of the 'Dragon Squad' officers of the Anti-Cultism Unit of the Nigerian Police Force, I resumed work on Sunday with an out of state trip.
In fact, the movement was supposed to be on Friday, but my client asked that I take a few days rest to nurse my injuries and get some sort of fitness back and he'll wait till I'm ready.
That's how we found ourselves in the Cross Rivers State capital, Calabar. We arrived on time and he proceeded immediately to the assignment that brought him there. We spent the night in Calabar and shifted camp to Odukpani the next day for the second phase of his work.
It was on Monday that I responded to a message from a colleague for an interview on his radio programme on Wave 91.7 FM, Port Harcourt, via telephone. The reception and support shown by the listener was massive. I spoke to the Police Public Relations Officer (PPRO) right after and she requested that I make a formal complaint at the Human Rights Department at the Force Headquarters, Moscow Road. I told her I was at out of town, but would make that move upon my return.
Then another interview was scheduled for me on 92.3 Nigeria Info for Wednesday morning. My client released me on Tuesday evening because the job would take longer than earlier envisaged. However, when he's done, I'd have to return to take bring him back to Port Harcourt.
Interview on Nigeria Info had its impact as well, with much more support coming my way. Almost immediately, I spoke with the Deputy Police Public Relations Officer (DPPRO) and he asked me to come in as well. We fixed an appointment for the next day.
Friends and colleagues advised that I shouldn't go alone, but should get a lawyer as well if possible.
One of my clients who is a lawyer volunteered to go with me. I went to pick him up at his office and we started discussing the matter on our way back. As it turned out, he was already familiar with the man (DPPRO) who we were going to see.
We got there and the pleasantries were that of old buddies. The officer cut across as a fine gentleman who really wanted to be in the service to make a difference. I narrated my side of the story, but he needed me to put it into writing with some specific details like names and all that. I told him I'll come back for that the next day because I would need to make some calls to find out the identity of one of the officers I knew personally from our football training days at the Captain Elechi Amadi Polytechnic pitch. While leaving the Force Headquarters, I made some calls which bore fruits. The guy's name and phone number were sent to me and I duly forwarded it to the DPPRO.
I couldn't return to give my statement in writing the next day because I had to take another client to Umuahia High Court for a case and onwards movement to Enugu right after. I returned to Port Harcourt same Thursday and shutdown once I got home.
Throughout the week, I got calls from unregistered numbers interceding for the police officers and asking me to drop the matter and 'forgive them'. Some even went as far as using their families as bargaining tools, for me to consider the impact it might have on them, if their supposed bread winners were indicted and perhaps punished severely.
Well, the back and forth with the police was proving to be time consuming too. So, I didn't bother going back there on Friday. I just let it slide; at least, they did feel the heat for a full week and know they were this close to getting payback for their crimes against humanity.
Low budget pimp
The weekend was proving to be very fruitful due to the abundance of surge rides everywhere. Drivers in the city were cashing out fully.
I joined the party on Sunday, but as usual, my private clients won't let me enjoy the high surge rates of the weekend.
One guy from Ogbogoro, Junior, had called me on Saturday with a unique problem. He explained that he needed a girl for the night. And he believed I could help set him up with one because in his words,"You be guy man".
He wasn't too far from the truth though. I've had girls telling me to save their numbers and call them up when things like this come up. I deal with all kinds of people and I've learned how to appeal to their desires if and when possible.
So, I called up two of such girls without any response. I dropped messages on Whatsapp for them. A few hours later, they both replied at different times. Using the 'first come, first serve' policy, I set my client up with Amaka on Saturday.
While going about my Sunday activities, I received the scorecard of how the match played on Saturday went, from both teams involved in the contest.
Junior called me to complain about how the girl didn't deliver on her mandate. She refused to 'open her legs' well enough for him to 'dive in and dig deeper'. Plus, she was questioning every maneuvering move he made, including asking him why he hasn't arrived his destination despite being on top for a reasonable number of minutes. Due to his disappointment, he paid half the agreed price the next morning. I apologized and promised to get back to him after hearing from Amaka.
Amaka had already dropped a message that night telling me she'll update me later when she's free. It was on Sunday she too sent her own voice notes. She said Junior was packing heavily down there. The 'Cassava' was jumbo size. But her grouse was that, he didn't know how to use it and what to do with it, thereby inflicting pains and causing damage to her main working tool. She was begging him to be done with it fast, but that infuriated him.
That's how they both slept off, even though she was uncomfortable a bit afterwards and wished it would be dawn very fast so she could leave. She confirmed he paid half the agreed sum as a result. I also apologized on his behalf, while promising both sides to present better deals next time
After two days of inactivity due to my ordeal at the hands of the 'Dragon Squad' officers of the Anti-Cultism Unit of the Nigerian Police Force, I resumed work on Sunday with an out of state trip.
In fact, the movement was supposed to be on Friday, but my client asked that I take a few days rest to nurse my injuries and get some sort of fitness back and he'll wait till I'm ready.
That's how we found ourselves in the Cross Rivers State capital, Calabar. We arrived on time and he proceeded immediately to the assignment that brought him there. We spent the night in Calabar and shifted camp to Odukpani the next day for the second phase of his work.
It was on Monday that I responded to a message from a colleague for an interview on his radio programme on Wave 91.7 FM, Port Harcourt, via telephone. The reception and support shown by the listener was massive. I spoke to the Police Public Relations Officer (PPRO) right after and she requested that I make a formal complaint at the Human Rights Department at the Force Headquarters, Moscow Road. I told her I was at out of town, but would make that move upon my return.
Then another interview was scheduled for me on 92.3 Nigeria Info for Wednesday morning. My client released me on Tuesday evening because the job would take longer than earlier envisaged. However, when he's done, I'd have to return to take bring him back to Port Harcourt.
Interview on Nigeria Info had its impact as well, with much more support coming my way. Almost immediately, I spoke with the Deputy Police Public Relations Officer (DPPRO) and he asked me to come in as well. We fixed an appointment for the next day.
Friends and colleagues advised that I shouldn't go alone, but should get a lawyer as well if possible.
One of my clients who is a lawyer volunteered to go with me. I went to pick him up at his office and we started discussing the matter on our way back. As it turned out, he was already familiar with the man (DPPRO) who we were going to see.
We got there and the pleasantries were that of old buddies. The officer cut across as a fine gentleman who really wanted to be in the service to make a difference. I narrated my side of the story, but he needed me to put it into writing with some specific details like names and all that. I told him I'll come back for that the next day because I would need to make some calls to find out the identity of one of the officers I knew personally from our football training days at the Captain Elechi Amadi Polytechnic pitch. While leaving the Force Headquarters, I made some calls which bore fruits. The guy's name and phone number were sent to me and I duly forwarded it to the DPPRO.
I couldn't return to give my statement in writing the next day because I had to take another client to Umuahia High Court for a case and onwards movement to Enugu right after. I returned to Port Harcourt same Thursday and shutdown once I got home.
Throughout the week, I got calls from unregistered numbers interceding for the police officers and asking me to drop the matter and 'forgive them'. Some even went as far as using their families as bargaining tools, for me to consider the impact it might have on them, if their supposed bread winners were indicted and perhaps punished severely.
Well, the back and forth with the police was proving to be time consuming too. So, I didn't bother going back there on Friday. I just let it slide; at least, they did feel the heat for a full week and know they were this close to getting payback for their crimes against humanity.
Low budget pimp
The weekend was proving to be very fruitful due to the abundance of surge rides everywhere. Drivers in the city were cashing out fully.
I joined the party on Sunday, but as usual, my private clients won't let me enjoy the high surge rates of the weekend.
One guy from Ogbogoro, Junior, had called me on Saturday with a unique problem. He explained that he needed a girl for the night. And he believed I could help set him up with one because in his words,"You be guy man".
He wasn't too far from the truth though. I've had girls telling me to save their numbers and call them up when things like this come up. I deal with all kinds of people and I've learned how to appeal to their desires if and when possible.
So, I called up two of such girls without any response. I dropped messages on Whatsapp for them. A few hours later, they both replied at different times. Using the 'first come, first serve' policy, I set my client up with Amaka on Saturday.
While going about my Sunday activities, I received the scorecard of how the match played on Saturday went, from both teams involved in the contest.
Junior called me to complain about how the girl didn't deliver on her mandate. She refused to 'open her legs' well enough for him to 'dive in and dig deeper'. Plus, she was questioning every maneuvering move he made, including asking him why he hasn't arrived his destination despite being on top for a reasonable number of minutes. Due to his disappointment, he paid half the agreed price the next morning. I apologized and promised to get back to him after hearing from Amaka.
Amaka had already dropped a message that night telling me she'll update me later when she's free. It was on Sunday she too sent her own voice notes. She said Junior was packing heavily down there. The 'Cassava' was jumbo size. But her grouse was that, he didn't know how to use it and what to do with it, thereby inflicting pains and causing damage to her main working tool. She was begging him to be done with it fast, but that infuriated him.
That's how they both slept off, even though she was uncomfortable a bit afterwards and wished it would be dawn very fast so she could leave. She confirmed he paid half the agreed sum as a result. I also apologized on his behalf, while promising both sides to present better deals next time
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