JUDI

                   JUDI PART 1: THE TRUTH ABOUT TUESDAY******************************************************* The stars blared that night. It kept on shinning right in the eyes of Judi. Dark crystal eyes with the most beautiful glance to see the sun. Judi was just the prettiest girl anyone had ever seen. Early twenties but more petite than most of her peers. What really drove people nuts about her was the ability to talk very fast. She could literally say more than a gazillion words in counting minutes. But, boy! Was she the most beautiful girl ever?Judi gazed into her wrist watch once more. As strong as she could, she pulled herself to count the remaining minutes. What exactly did she want to do? Standing in one of the alleys of Lagos. How could someone be so fragile and yet so brave? All she knew was that she had to get this off her chest and

 Judi ran into the open office. She could hear the voices of some men ordering her to stop in the name of the law. She just couldn’t stop. Not today, not right now. She was pleased that she was wearing her white canvas which made it easy for her to sprint through. She grabbed her purse and without a word dazed through the stairs. The shot came really close to her ears and she screamed. She screamed so loud but she didn’t stop running. Not even fear would stop her now. She could sense the men behind her as she burst out of the office. She hunched into the bus which was about leaving which marvelled everyone on the bus on how such a pretty young girl could be so uncanny. But she didn’t care. All that made sense was watching from the rear view mirror as the two men cursed themselves for not getting to her. Cursed themselves for being outrun by a woman. She just breathed out as a tear dropped from her eyes.  When Judi got to

 When Judi stood up, the clouds were covered by the dim stars. She made her way out of the church and trudged on to the street of Agor. The more she walked, the more her feet got stuck to keep on going but she kept on walking, no matter how much the ground hurt her bare feet.She didn't know where she was gonna take shelter. Home was no option. There was no way she could go back home. They would probably be waiting for her... waiting to take her out... waiting to finally clip her and all the secrets she had vowed to expose.  Her sole pricked her once more as she felt the pain frizzle her body. She was clearly deeply hurt. Her wrist watch was already broken and the shards stuck on her hands. She took it out  but she didn’t feel the pain. It was like she had become a raving anaesthetic, then it hit her again as she felt the pain alive in her head. She wasn't superwoman afterall.  Her hands caressed the spot where she had taken out

 Judi was locked one room away from swimming officers of the LPF whose task was to freaking shut her mouth. She was damn scared and had no iota of idea on how to escape the swimming LPF officers who were only one door away from getting to her. She touched her jean back pocket again to make sure that her piece to freedom was still there. It was her only leverage. It was the only way to get back her freedom but would she ever be free?She had not signed up for all this shit when she became a journalist. Well, she did make a pledge to stand for the truth. Hell, she never knew the truth could be so dangerous until Tuesday. She remembered him once more. How calm and confident he had always been. The amazing smile that dropped from his face and the way he literally joked about every single thing. It seemed to be ages ago, when they worked together on many tasks in the office."Judi, I think I have got a whale hole," that was the last thing he had said in the off

"Damn it, these mother smuckers have absolutely no idea when to mind their own damn business".Clement let out a smile to throw the journalist who was interviewing him off his dark thoughts. They just didn't get it. Certain rules just have to be implemented to restore order and if these actions are not exercised, the resultant effects would be mob attacks and maybe... even maybe a civil war. This was the only way to stop this collosal damage. Hell, he was doing this whole country a favour by trying to melt these riots. And so far, it had been so good.Maybe when he got up there, things could change for good. For now, order had to be maintained at all cost and the truth could create more chaos when revealed."Sir," the beautiful, elegant female journalist interrupted his thoughts. He hated people who looked as elegant as she did... maybe not hate but sort of a feeling that clustered on his mind and it felt apathetic or just filled with despite.Sh