Chapter 35

In the Cell

"I don’t know you could do this to us, despite all the warnings and admonitions we gave you before leaving for college…’’

Adebayo was talking to Adrian. His eyes were glinting with unshed tears in the police cell, a very scrappy and stuffy room. The room could contain only two people lying down. But sometimes not less than ten people could be crammed there like fishes in sardines inside of it, spending days. Because there was no window, the heat could choke someone just like an oven if it’s in winter. There was no toilet or bathroom; inmates urinated mostly on the floor if the policeman in charge of taking them to the public toilet wasn’t around; these made the cell had a permanent urine odor. There were open iron bars, serving as barriers and point of contact between the suspects and the visitors. A visitor could stand face to face with a suspect talking but wouldn’t be able to have bodily contact with him.