The moment he was done, he became hooted with laughter as he whispered that he would be looking forward to seeing me again.
My jaw clenched in nothing but anger as I continued to shoot him a hostile stare. He did not seem as if he minded anyway. The more I continued looking at him, he only sat down more comfortably and brought out his cigarette, lighted it up in his mouth as he shook the smoke out in a puff.
"Baba, weytin make we do to this vigilante body o?" [Boss, what should we do to this vigilante's body?] One of the guys shouted from a short distance.
"Come bury ham for my mouth naw, ode! Throway something jor!" [Bury it in my mouth, idiot! Throw the body away] He responded almost immediately as I picked my gun from the ground where it was, left his presence and set on my way home without a greeting him bye.
