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CHAPTER 2

Yemisi woke up in the hospital feeling pain all over her body. There were small bandages over her face and arms, a large wrap on her abdomen and a cast on her right foot. She was the only one in the room. She got off the bed, hobbled to the door and spotted a nurse outside.

‘Ma, please where am I?’, she whispered.

The nurse looked to her and replied, ‘You’re in Olajide Memorial Hospital. You should be resting’

‘Please ma, there was someone else with me, a girl my age’, Yemisi said.

‘The girl they brought you in with is in Ward 10, just down the hall. You should really get back to bed’, the nurse said, moving her back into the room.

‘But how is she?’, Yemisi asked.

‘She’s fine. Get to bed, let me get the doctor’, the nurse said and closed the door.

When Yemisi was sure the nurse was gone, she limped down the hell and found Ward 10. She opened the door and saw Kelechi sitting upright on the bed.

‘Kelechi’, Yemisi called softly and closed the door behind her. Kelechi saw her and relief expressed on her face. When they hugged, Kelechi burst into tears. Yemisi held her tighter.

‘Do you know who they were?’, Kelechi sobbed.

‘I don’t know’, Yemisi answered. ‘I have no idea who they were or why they attacked us. Do you think they were robbers?’

‘I have no idea’, Kelechi replied and sobbed some more.

The door opened and the nurse who talked to Yemisi earlier walked in with a doctor.

‘I knew she’d be in here’, the nurse said to the doctor.

The doctor said ‘Good morning. I’m Dr Oluyole. I’ll be in charge of your case until you recover completely. How are you both feeling?’, while checking her note pad.

‘As bad as we can possibly feel’, Yemisi replied.

‘Do you know who brought us here?’, Kelechi asked.

‘You were brought in an ambulance yesterday morning from a hotel a few streets from here. The report here says you two were staying at the hotel before a robbery’, the nurse answered.

‘Robbery?’, Yemisi asked.

‘Well, yes, that’s what it says here. Anyway, we’ve invited the police because this was a case of assault’, Dr Oluyole said.

‘You called the police?’, Kelechi asked with a worried look.

‘We had to. We saw signs of battery and rape. The hotel that brought you here will also be visited by the police. It’s up to you two to press charges. But as for your health, both your vital signs are stable. After we monitor you for one more day or two, you should be well enough for discharge’

‘Okay, thank you doctor’, Yemisi said.

Then the doctor and nurse left the room.

‘So I guess it was a robbery’, Kelechi said.

‘We’ll have to talk to the hotel first’, Yemisi said.

‘About what?’

‘It couldn’t have been a robbery. When someone was knocking the door and I checked, I clearly saw a hotel attendant at the door. Then all of a sudden, five strange men were attacking us’, Yemisi said.

‘We’ll talk to the hotel when we check out. Find out who it was’, Kelechi said.

Then they both stayed in that room the rest of the day, sorting hospital bills and making phone calls.

The next morning, Yemisi limped her way back to His Excellency Inn, the hotel they stayed in.

She walked up to the receptionist in the lobby and asked to see the manager. The receptionist then called someone on the phone and minutes later, a short middle aged man with no beard or hair whatsoever appeared.

‘Good morning, I’m Pius Mbah, the manager. You requested to see me?’, he said.

‘Yes. I’d like to talk to you in private. It’s about the incident that happened here three days ago’, Yemisi said.

He looked more alert and lowered his voice, ‘This way please’. He led her into his office.

‘Please have a seat’

She sat.

‘So how can I help you?’, he asks.

‘I was one of the girls that were attacked here during that incident. I just came here to get our things and ask some questions’

‘I’m listening’

‘Was anyone else attacked that morning? Because I’m finding it hard to put the whole thing together’

‘Well, to my knowledge, no one else was attacked. We already spoke to the police. They concluded it was a robbery’

‘So no one else was hurt or injured?’

‘No, I guess not. It was pretty unfortunate’

‘So, a group of similarly dressed men marched onto the premises of this hotel, past the receptionist and headed exactly for our room, which was on the fourth floor, assaulted us, and it was deduced as a robbery?’

‘Well, madam, it was what we could make of the situation’

‘Who were the people on duty that day?’

‘Excuse me?’

‘The staff. I want to know which receptionist gave those criminals my room number’

‘Madam, I can assure you the police have handled all of that. Your privacy is our topmost priority’

‘So I’m assuming you won’t help me’

‘If you have any more questions or require assistance, we are available twenty four seven’

Yemisi got up and left the room. She went to room 403 and opened the door. The hotel hadn’t cleaned up the crime scene. She could see traces of blood where she had been beaten up that morning, and a large blood stain in the rug where Kelechi had screamed in agony from. Her phone was still on the bed where she left it, and Kelechi’s camera still on the table. Nothing was missing.

She packed up all their belongings and checked out of the hotel.

When she got back to the hospital, she narrated everything to Kelechi.

‘The manager wasn’t ready to help me. Nothing was missing, Kelechi. Nothing. How could it have been a robbery? Someone from the hotel led them to our room. We have to tell the police’

‘Do we have to? What has happened has happened’

Bewilderment was Yemisi’s face. ‘Are you insane? Look at what they did to us. What they did to you! How can you not want to press charges?’

‘Even though we find out who they are, would it change anything? It will not erase the memory from my mind. I don’t want to ever have to think about it again’

‘But…what if they attack us again? We need to know who they were!’

‘We were robbed, Yemisi! That’s all! Let it go!’

Yemisi stared in disbelief at her. Then Kelechi burst into tears with loud throaty sobs.

Yemisi walked up to her and held her.

‘Please don’t let me relive that night, Yemisi. Please, I don’t want to remember. Let it go, please’, Kelechi sobbed some more. Yemisi sighed and said, ‘Okay’.

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