Chance or Destiny....Part 6...(8) cont....

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After the first day fiasco with the goat,we got better and Alfa was always on hand to help skin the goats ,we even went as far as making pepper soup with the head.We were on a spree ,taking down goats at will.We were so 'prosperous' that some of our friends would come around and share from the bounty.
We were so carefree that Alhaji found out what we had been doing,Alhaji being a thief himself,did not bother to confront us ,instead he started stealing goats too.He had a family of a wife and three children with another two extended family staying with him,meaning Alhaji was stealing twice the number of goats we were stealing.
After months of these pilfering by Alhaji and our team,the supply of goats suddenly dried up.Only two things could have happened,the first one was that the owners of these goats had finally found a way of 'sheltering' them or all the goats had a meeting and decided to relocate so as to avoid extinction.
A meeting convened.
'So,una wan tell me say four wheeler no dey for this whole Ilorin again'...i asked
'Omo,we no fit go beyond our vicinity o,make the thing no turn to capital offence o'......Uche advised
'How goats no go finish when na every weekend Alhaji de do goat asun'........Obi was furious
'Anyway,we have to find a way to solve this issue o'.........i said
'How now?no more 2 wheeler sef'.......Obi reminded us
'We will find a way,make we come from lectures we go continue the gist'...
'we better o,am running out of my last supply'......Obi said it as if we were dealing in drugs

Weeks turned to months,and it got so difficult to even see a goat walk by talk less of hunting one,Alhaji seemed okay and  did not show any sign he was bothered,infact we all kept mute because we knew what each of us were doing.No one dared to bring up the subject,it was like an unspoken code.
After several discussions,we still could not find an alternative to our meat addiction,i  called it addiction because of a particular day that Uche wanted to eat fried eggs and boiled yam but because he was thinking of meat all the while,he got the eggs ,boiled the yam,made the egg sauce,then proceeded to break the eggs only to find out that he bought boiled eggs.

A particular day i had gone to school for lectures and was in a hurry to meet up and i ran into Madamski,the most patient hustler i have ever met in my life.

'Jojo ,make i see N20 Naira dere now,i go return am for evening'....he hustled me
'Madamski,abeg i don late ,wait for me'......i lied as i moved on
'No wan,i go wait for you here'.....

Hours later,finishing from lectures ,i was dog tired,i started to shuffle towards the bus stop,i was already thinking of the horror of struggling to get a cab,when i met Madamski at the same spot i left him.I had totally forgotten about him,i would have changed my route because when Madmaski says he is waiting for you,you can bet your life he would be waiting.
'Jojo,how far now,i still de wait you now'...
'Madamski,you no de give up'....i was exasperated
'I even get one mercenary job for you sef'......he knew about my sitting for exams for selected people for money.
'ehn ehn,u dey scope me because of money abi?......
'Lailai,u sabi Ronke now,na she dey look for you sef'.......

I knew Ronke,i had done some mercenary jobs for her before,she was a sure customer,always paid on time.
'Omo,na N10 naira i get now o,u go take am?'....i had to get madamski off my path
'at all at all na witch,give me,i go tell Ronke say i see u'....
'Make she check me for department for wednesday'....i  started walking towards the bus stop.

Thirty minutes later ,i was at home and surprised that the others were yet to get home but something was amiss.As i was entering the building i bumped into Kunle.Kunle was Alhaji's right hand man and his hacthet man ,once you see Kunle around then you know something was going on.
At first i though,our neighbour was having a party when i began to perceive the smell of roasted meat,i decided to check through my back window to ascertain where the smell was coming from.I could always see Alhaji's backyard from my window and as soon a s i peeped ,i saw that he was roasting a large piece of animal.
'Ha this Alhaji sha,dem don kill four wheeler,omo where dem go root this one from now this time wey dem sacrce'...i though aloud thinking i had enough gist to give the others when they got home.
'But wait a minute o'.....i paused
I saw the head of the suppose four wheeler,it looked smaller,something was not right.I waited a bit at the window,hiding behind the curtains.I had to see more.
Alhaji kept turning the meat so as not get burnt,i waited.

He turned the laps,i waited.

He turned the breast,i waited.

Then he turned the head,i squinted.

I could not believe what i was seeing,at first ,i saw that the ears were kind of longer.Then i saw the teeth,the fangs were long,Goats don't have fangs..........it slowly began to dawn on me that in the absence of goats ,Alhaji had gone higher.

OH MY GOD!!!! ALHAJI HAS STARTED EATING DOGS!!!!!!!!!

Chance or Destiny....Part 6...(7) cont....

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All that glitters is not gold' goes a popular saying,seeing Alhaji drive round in his latest car begged a lot of questions but alas no one was brave enough to ask him,even the landlord association that had been harassing us in his absence all kept mute.We learnt the association was thinking of filing a petition against him but Alhaji seemed not to care and the way he started relating with our friends and joining our numerous activities one would think he was a student also apart from his big pot belly.

Well,Uche appraised us of the fact of 'upping' our game and it was time to strike,we were inexperienced as far as killing of local goats was concerned but Obi kept on assuring us that he would handle that part.We had to be very discreet,we had done our survey a night before and we already knew that most of the goats in the area usually stray into a particular uncompleted building just a street behind us  for short naps and regurgitating.The site was overgrown with bushes and weeds.
That night we all had our boots on  and Obi had his touch ready,we were set to go at exactly 12pm,this was  serious business we dare not get caught.

'All man don set?'.........Obi asked
'Make we waka'........i interjected......i knew Obi likes being the leader of things like this.The job was to be carried out by Obi and i,Uche would stay as guard and whistle if anything pops up.

Obi and i moved stealthily through the dark street armed with a nylon full of salt,this is to be put in the goat's mouth just in case it starts to bleat,it will concentrate on licking the salt instead.Still we had to be very careful not to run into the local vigilantes responsible for the security of the area while bringing the goat back to the house.

Our objective was ,catch,bind and transport.

Obi struck a conversation.
'Omo,if that Alfa wey dey stay our house show face when we bring in the four wheeler wetin we go do?
'Make we wait till then'..i replied
'omo,if he wan raise alarm ,we go arrange am o '......Obi snarled in the darkness
'Till then jor'......i wanted to concentrate on the job at hand,i knew Obi had the propensity of solving  issues with violence.

We got to the uncompleted building without any incidence,the place was pitched dark but we had already combed the area the previous night and we knew the room where all the goats usually sleep.We entered the building and moved quickly and quietly so as not to startle the herd.We used the torch lights to blind the goats momentarily.

Obi spotted one big fat she goat,signaled to me to cut off it's escape...

we moved in.....

Obi grabbed the neck as the rest of the goats scattered,he proceeded to strangle the goat.Obi and the goat struggled for like 20 mins while i was pouring salt in it's mouth to stop it from bleating,eventually the goat stopped moving.Now we had to move it to the house,the goat was quite big and it took us almost a 30 mins to get back to the house because we were being careful not to be seen,we had to take our time.Uche was already so worked up,he broke into a smile when he saw how big the goat was.

'Is it dead,its a she goat sha?'....Uche asked excitedly.
'Yes now,i broke the neck'.....Obi was already showing off.
'Lets close the gate abeg before yawa go gas o'....i brought them back to reality.

We quickly moved the goat into the corridor and closed the only door gate that leads into our side of the house.We all stood looking at the She goat without a clue of the next move.
'Hope say that Alfa never wake o'........i asked
'nope,i no hear any sound from his room'......Uche answered.
'oya ,wey the knife,u sharpen am well?.......
'Omo,we go jam am o if e try anything,because...'......Obi stopped....

All of a sudden Alfa door started opening slowly....

We all froze..........................

Alfa (the muslim cleric) stepped out of the room and we all stood there looking at him,he looked from us to the She goat and back to us and he immediately connected the dots.

'se e fe dumbu e ni?......Alfa asked us if we wanted to slaughter the goat

The three of us nodded in unison like overgrown mumu's

'Biwon se shee ko niyen,e mu obe yen wa'.....Alfa said we were not doing it right and we should hand over the knife to him.

All the three of us jumped up in celebration and we started to hug the Alfa as if we had just gotten a new member into our contraternity clan,we were wrong about him ,this one was Alfa awon boys.

We were still back slapping and shaking the Alfa when we heard.

meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ......with a loud noise

Everybody ran helter skelter...falling on ourselves ,trying to escape for dear lives!!!

Obi had failed us!!!!!

THE GOAT WAS ALIVE!!!!!!!