A LEGAL REVENGE: THE LAW DOESN'T KNOW LOVE

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d his steering wheel, against bumping into other cars. Some of the road users hurled in

ront, holding and bending his head, bleeding without noise. He also took his sight backwards to Am

ldings, until he ran into a police man. Naija police men had the habit of stopping cars and scheming out a reason to obtain cash. The police man s

ital." The man

widened. He pointed Dagogo in a direc

a teaching hospital was written at the top end of the front wall, above a symbol of a white cross in

outed. The gateman nodded, unbolt

ound was well swept with a few cars parked within, and some rows of flowers. Two male nurses rushed out, rolling a wheeled stretch

hey lifted Amadi into the stretcher, while

d, putting a hand out. The nurses w

ck said, and Dagogo kept his

rong, but Dagogo noticed his legs were staggering. When he almost fell after two steps, Dagogo put a hand behind him. Then a female nurse came towards the man in black, and pointed Dagogo to a different female

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Her words became plenty. Naija citizens who enjoyed bargaining cost of treatment with doctors and nurses. Not Dagogo. But she had judged his rumpled shirt, the crack in his glasses, tired look of his face and disarrangement i

ame. She advised him to wait for the doctor, and off he went. Though his body needed some sitting down, he returned outside to open his car doors

t random, reading newspapers, pressing phones and talking, but in Dagogo's head they didn't exist. His mind was choked. There was no eye contact, neither did he attempt a greeting, as he sat on one end of a front bench, keeping a good space from the other person. Then he took off his glasses and a

ernment in International court? You know, because of the END

to get attention. A government is it something you can jus

ppened on that 20th of Octob

was bad, but can you sue govern

is the

had sowed the seed. He had sent anonymous

. An American born Naija lawyer, is suing the government for its active involvement in the dea

ments, keeping his identity hidden. Once the bloggers had enough proof the case was real, b

E - AMERICAN BORN LAWYE

nversation behind him, neither could he string together a meaning from the attack on Amadi. He dwelled in his thoughts, until the nurse behind the counter ca

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racked glasses, with his hands in his pocket. His unproductive efforts towards a witness replayed in his mind, from the first potential witness to Amadi. He concluded an attempt at conversation with the the man in black, might have some worth, and he spoke with the nurse. She led him to the hospital ward, and poin

garette stuck between his lips. Smoking would be against hospital rules. Pack of cigarettes positioned themselve

f his striking red veined eyes, would be visible. It was hard to explain the crooked veins in his eyes, and perhaps making it extra difficult, to determine if he was angry or not. His hair was wild afr

d kept both hands in his pock

hose eyes. The man in black took the cigarette from his mouth, and blew out

lawyer." His voice sounded like he had o

ear. No, not that. Surprise. He couldn't say. "Yeah, I'm...

s to sue government."

e secrets leaking from two strangers. Total strangers. Except one knew more than necessary. Dagog

lice badge Sir. Yo

mirked. His gaze d

out me, is about knowi

a greeting. Sometimes a mockery. Sometimes it was said in acknowle

to understand your

rt Harcourt. One Mrs Abake and o

pack of cigarette and took on

tnesses.

he man in black kept eye

ses. May I ask how you cam

trousers for a lighter. He lit the cigarett

s who you are. He's the on

rowed and his min

from his cigarette, and

today. Serial killer. They call

ir, trying to find the word, then he swal

a puzzle that wasn't fitting

ment killing. Every ENDSARS

r. "He wants to frustrate your case. I've been

man. "I'm Dagogo. This Judas, w

's question. "Oga lawye