I felt quite hesitant to step into the car though Tracy and Jane were already comfortably seated. It took a great deal of time before they could convince me to join them in the executive vehicle.I just didn't feel comfortable. To be honest, I only joined because of fear of being tagged "weird". Which lady desired such a tag?; definitely not me?
Sitting in the car felt good though, I must confess. The interior looked like the corridors of the most high in the holiest recesses of heaven. The crimson red finishing shone in their crystal brightness and the seats were designed for every single letter of the word 'comfort.' The air conditioner was something to kill for and for a while, I felt like I was in the North pole few celsius away from being frozen and probably scouting for Father Christmas. 
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We were barely fifteen minutes into the journey when Danson, a middle-aged muscular and highly-bearded man who was our host for the night, pulled over. "What a short journey," I groaned. I was ready to step down when I spotted the beams of light from the torches of hungry-looking policemen shining in absolute radiance. Ooh, so we hadn't reached our destination afterall.
Danson spent a couple of minutes with them before inserting his right hand inside his breastpocket and exhuming two clean five hundred Naira notes. I watched as the face of the little-too-old policeman beamed with a smile of gratitude which extended from ear to ear as he eagerly extended his hand to collect the bribe. This was followed by a large cheer which was shortly joined by his two colleagues.
"Carry go sir," they jointly urged. (
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I swivelled my neck which was almost uncooperative at that moment to catch a glimpse of the trio as they threw their hands in the air doing a mock dance as they celebrated their big 'friday night cash'. I watched till their figures disappeared into the murk darkness before shaking my head frantically, disappointed at the force men of my country.
I anticipated an awesome night. I was too sure of it. We had a big fish in the gang. A fish not only big in stature but also big in pocket.
"Where are we going, Danny?" Tracy asked after a long silence.
Danson looked at her for a few seconds and smiled without a word. Then he gave a sharp turn to the right and engaged Dominic Utuk Avenue.
(To be continued)
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Thank you @poundmusik. I do appreciate your comment. Kindly read Episode 3
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