How He Killed His Best Friend Chapter One

CHAPTER ONE: INNER CONFLICT.

The invigilator announced that there was only fifteen minutes left to turn in their papers. Kennedy didn’t care, he was nearly done. The class was now half empty, a trickle of students turning in their completed answer sheets. MKT 306 was the last paper of the semester and each student submitting sheets had a smile on his face as he left – third year was over; final year beckoned.

How He Killed His Best Friend (Prologue)

Copyright 2015 by Ugo Samuel. All Rights Reserved.

Based on a true story.

PROLOGUE: The Truth.

The charge was first degree murder.

                It could have been manslaughter or second degree murder but trust the Nigerian Police – they were often too eager to exaggerate crimes. They would call stealing armed robbery and call assault attempted murder. First degree murder meant more media attention, accolades and possibly greater chances when promotions were due. They often did not care about the accused. Give them the license and they’d sentence all suspects, both guilty and innocent, to instant death.

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PART 7: CRIME AND PUNISHMENT.

David had never gone beyond the sitting room but he was sure he could find his way around. All he needed was to get to ifeoma’s bedroom. He was absolutely certain he would find cash there. If not, he would take jewelries. Madam had quite a lot.

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PART 6: THE DEVIL IS IN THE DETAILS.

Months and years later when he thought about it, he pondered a series of what ifs… If only he had been wiser; if only Nkechi was not so beautiful; if only he had not met the kind woman; if only he had gotten rid of his obsession… if…if…if…

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PART FOUR: A WOMAN OF SUBSTANCE

Interlocking stones.  That was the job. There were piles and piles of it next to heaps of sand and bags of cement. David seemed excited. He had never done interlocks but it was small potatoes to him compared to bricklaying. But the compound itself was big. It would take him one week. But to impress her he said:

How Lust for a Teenage Girl Ruined the Life of an Innocent Boy

PROLOGUE:

The boy sat in silence, staring blankly at the disinterested looking public defender. The lawyer, Obi Thomas, seemed like he had somewhere else to be, but like most over worked state government lawyers, he had an obligation to fulfill.

                “You can appeal. That would take years. But the evidence against you is too much”, Thomas intoned.

                The boy looked away. He seemed lost.

                “Also there’s the issue of your confession.”