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Adamo House was a beautiful bungalow. It contained four 2-bedroom apartments. One was occupied by Korede and the others by some married couples. Korede was a bachelor and a medical doctor. Adamo House was a beautiful compound, fenced. It had two gates, one for automobiles and the other for people coming in on foot. On the fence were broken bottles to scare intruders from climbing into the compound. All the occupants of the Adamo House were employed in various establishments. The burglar found his way into the compound while all the occupants had gone to work. He broke into the apartment at the back. He was lucky to find some loose cash hidden in some corners of the apartment. He knew he had enough time to ransack the apartment. So he decided to fix himself some meal. He scooped some stew he found in the kitchen into a plate. He added about four pieces of meat. He sat by the dining table. He ate the stew with a loaf of bread he saw on the dining table. As he ate, he heard the gate open. He adjusted. He peeped through the window. Unfortunately, the gate was not visible. He hurriedly walked through the apartment. He found a man hole in the ceiling. He arranged some stools to serve as climbing aid. He was, in no time, in the roof of the house. He crawled through to the other apartment.

Korede had just returned from Ilorin where he had gone to visit his wife-to-be. He parked his Land Cruiser jeep outside the compound leaving his police friend in the car. His intention was to hurry into his apartment to pick some things before going to his hospital. He discovered that he had left his door open. He didn’t lock up before traveling to Ilorin. He entered into his apartment. He scanned through the apartment for any missing item. As he was going through his closet for a neck tie, he heard a light noise. He felt there was movement in the ceiling. He got scared. He stood still trying to figure out if the movement was of someone or something else. He was sure the movement was of someone. His instinct suggested that there was a burglar in the compound. He quickly brought out his mobile phone. He didn’t want to call so as not to let the burglar know there was someone within the compound. He sent a quick text message to his friend in the car to inform him of the current situation in his apartment.

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Akinfenwa, Korede’s friend, brought out his mobile phone. He read through the text message on his phone. He quickly brought out his pistol. He got out of the car quietly and tiptoed to the gate. Upon entry into the compound, he laid ambush in a corner close to the main door to Korede’s apartment. After a while, he sneaked into Korede’s apartment. He hid in the kitchen. He could hear the movement in the ceiling. He quickly picked a short but sharp knife in the kitchen. Korede tiptoed to his living room not knowing that Akinfenwa had entered. He was waiting for the person in the roof to either jump through the ceiling into the living room or otherwise. While he waited, he heard a dull loud noise. The burglar had jumped down. He was in Korede’s room. He saw the wardrobe wide open. He quickly picked a shirt and a trouser. He changed into the new costume in no time. He walked into the living room in fear. He was shocked to find Korede waiting in the living room. He poised for a fight.

“Who are you?” Korede asked.


“You heard me.”

“Guy, abeg free me! (Guy, please leave me!)” the burglar responded.

“And you think I will?” Korede asked.

Korede knew there was trouble. He couldn’t fight but he managed to maintain a bold but angry look. He observed that the burglar was unarmed. He concluded that it’d be a fight to finish.

“I’ll make you do.” The burglar responded.

He charged towards Korede and the fight started. The burglar in no time was over Korede.It was a real tussle.

“Stop!” Akinfenwa shouted.

The burglar foolishly turned to see who spoke. Korede picked the stool nearby. He hit it on the burglar’s head. The burglar fell off Korede. Korede hurriedly stood up and ran to Akinfenwa.

“Get on your knees! Your hands on your head.” Akinfenwa said in his husky voice. Pointing the pistol at the burglar.

The burglar knew it was over. If he made any attempt to escape, he’d be a dead meat. He obeyed slowly. Akinfenwa hand cuffed him and pulled him up.

“Move!” Akinfenwa ordered.

As soon as they were out of the apartment, the burglar decided to run away but Akinfenwa shot him in the leg. He fell and began to shout in pain.

He was taken to the nearby police station where he’d be charged to the court of law for prosecution.

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    October 12, 2018 at 11:56 am

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