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Previously….

Femi.

"Yeah... please do sir." I told him. I didn't want to tell him that she was alive and I knew it. We had formed a bond through the surgery. Our life forces were now intertwined. I believed it but I didn't want to tell anyone before they think I'm crazy.

“So it’s a done deal then. I’ll get the private investigator guys and give you the fee. How ever do send me pictures of these people and their full names.” Dan said.

“ị nweghị nsogbu. M ga-ezitere gị nke ahụ n'ime nkeji ole na ole m ga-ahapụ ebe a (you don’t have problems. I will definitely send that to you in a few minutes of me leaving here).” I said and then stood up to take my leave.

“nwanne m, echegbula, anyị ga-eme ike anyị niile ịchọta ya. ọbụrụ na ndị a mara ikpe, ha ga-eche oke iwe nke iwu ihu. ị ma na anyị anaghị egwu egwu (my brother don’t worry we will do all we can to find her. if these people are guilty they will face the full wrath of the law. you know we do not play around)” Dan assured me. I smiled