Chapter 141: The Search

Mom was confused, so was I, she knew not what to do, she can't leave him behind, we just can't go back to Abuja without the prophet. Now his name was not on the list of people who lodged in the hotel, the CCTV camera did not even capture him. All these things that were happening almost made mom go mad, we sat and thought of this for quite a while and we decided to report the case to the police station. Before we resulted to going to the police. We were called from the airport, and mom told them that can't make it anymore she said she will be traveling the next day. So we went to the police station to register the case, when we got to the station and reported the case, the police officers started with their annoying talks and questions. They asked us several questions after we answered all, they assigned three personnel to join us to the hotel where we lodged, they came and made some investigations and also found out what we noticed. They went and checked the CCTV camera and found no trace of him, the funny and funny thing was the fact that the camera captured mom and I very clearly, we were spotted coming into the hotel, going out to buy the materials needed and coming back, also going out in the night for the ritual and coming back, in all the videos, no one was he depicted. After all the investigations, the police officers even became mad at us, they believed that we were joking with them, they charged us to pay some amount of money tor their stress if not mom and I will be detained, one of the police personnel, a lady even calls me a gigolo, and that mom was my sugar mummy.

"All these sugar mummies and their gigolo, who know what they have drank again that will warrant them to be miss heaving in such manner, so, throughout that day."

So the police lady said, mom and I heard it but we never bothered to talk about it, mom regretted even involving the corps, she had never liked them, she used to tell me how they usually braided boys in their school. Mom said that when she was still schooling, that the policemen, whenever they got broke, they will drive around places where the mail students live, and whoever they found, they will pick them up to the station, and the person may pay at least five thousand naira before they will release the person. Hahahah, I remembered mom using these words, in particular, raid and kidnap, she said that the police will raid the boys' hostels and kidnap any person they found outside.

So after the police investigations, they went home, that same day, but later in the evening, mom and I went to the airport, do confirm if anyone met him, or if any CCTV found him. But when we got there, the story became the same as that of the hotel. Mom even now remembered to check the tickets that she bought the day we came here but she only found two, she couldn't find the third one, all these made us confused. after we had finished with searching for the man, we also thought of what to do. 

The next day, we decided to go get money so were left to run away. And mom now decided that we should go to the airport. So we can go home.

So that was how we left Lagos to Abuja, we left without the man we went with, well, what are we going to do? No one ever confirmed to see the man, not even the CCTV machine found, and this brought is to the agreement of the saying that "if it is not recorded then it never happened. 

So we left the man there in Lagos, what so ever it was that has conspired against me, that person, that person must pay for all the stress. But mom believed that something evil had happened to the man and that the management must have tampered with the CCTV camera to hide the truth, but she had no fact, all she had was the truth which the CCTV proved wrong. So we went home, and funny enough since then till now, we have not heard of any missing man or person. After that day, mom went on to make investigations and it turned out that that man was only spotted or seen by only the three of us, me, mom, and aunty Paula, even on the place where he said he stayed, no one knew or recognized the description of the man, and the place was not even a church. At first, mom thought he was a fraud, but she noticed the level and how fat the scales were drying and falling off, mom later concluded that the man was an angel, she believed that God has sent to us an angel to help us solve my problem. Now, even though everything was gradually fading away and mom had kept on singing that I am free already, aunty Paula never stopped acting scared of me, and she also could not allow me to see Cynthia, no matter all I tried, I don't know what she was thinking, maybe she felt like I was going to eat her or something.

Now, it has been certain that I'm good, mom and I had been assured that all was well with me, all the scales had disappeared and my scars had all gone, I could now comfortably pull off my shirt without being scared or shy. So, it was within this period one day that I received an in an expected visit from Cynthia, my ow very Cynthia. That day mom had gone to work, and aunty Paula and her husband also had gone to work so, Cynthia who missed me almost as much as I missed her could no longer endure the intentional barrier that her mother had placed against us.