The commander of the Joint Task force invited Rambo’s girlfriend to the secretariat. The whole place was spluttered with men on uniforms- they were in droves but stood in groups; each manning a particular post. A man directed her to the commander’s office who was seated on his rolling chair. He had his back to the door,
Commander: “You’re welcome!” he said as she entered. He knew it was her,
Rambo’s girlfriend: “You sent for me!”she said with arrogance.
Commander: “Have a seat!”
She folded her arms refusing to sit,
Rambo’s girlfriend: “I’m fine!”
He giggled and stood up.
Commander: “You’re as stubborn as your man right?” giggled again as he ambulated around her.
She shrugged as he tapped her hair with his pen,
Rambo’s girlfriend: “What do you want from me?”
Commander: “Good question!” he sat on the table with folded arms staring at her, “Simple, help us get Rambo so we could negotiate with him. That’s all!”
Rambo’s girlfriend: “negotiate with him? Does the federal government think my man is a fool? Oho, you guys want to trap him in the name of negotiation? Never!”
He bite his lips staring at her- as stubborn as her man, he thought.
“The fight is simple the federal government should tell these oil companies who have destroyed our lands to compensate our people that’s all!”
Commander: “Exactly! That’s why we need you to convince him to come and negotiate with us. We are ready to listen!”
She roared in a way that the commander felt a bit annoyed,
Rambo’s girlfriend: “I see when you’ll want to negotiate because you know you can’t go into the creek to fight him right?” she pricked his pride, “ I need your words before doing that! An undertaken that he and his men wouldn’t be killed but granted amnesty!”
Commander: “Sure! Sure! Of course!!”
Rambo having been convinced by his girlfriend decided to come off shore to negotiate with oil companies representative and the federal government represented by the commander,
Commander: “welcome, Rambo!”
Both parties had agreed not to come with a squad just few members from the two parties. Rambo came with four of his men. And there was an agreement that they should come with arms,
“I want to believe you and your men stuck to the agreement of coming without weapons?”
Rambo nodded not knowing his men who were suspicious that the negotiation might be a setup had guns with them.
Rambo: “Yes!” he said.
The two parties stood steps apart,
“Are all our demands going to be met?”
Mr White Leadbitter, who was representing one of the oil companies nodded with a squint on the face because of the sun,
White: “yes,of course! Here is the agreement for you to sign!” he said in an American accent; he stretched out the form and Rambo collected it.
Commander: “All we want from you is for you to surrender,” he whistled.
One of Rambo’s men screamed, “boss we have been set up?”
As they were surrounded by a battalion. Rambo and his men took cover as each men took positions and bringing out a gun.
Rambo was fuming,
Rambo: “How could you do this?”
The oil representatives ran behind the soldiers. Of a truth they were played.
Commander:” Give up the fight,man!”
One of Rambo’s men cried, “I knew these fools were going to play us!”
Commander: “Wait! Were you expecting us to negotiate with you guys. With criminals?” he shook his head, “not under my watch!”
One of Rambo’s men fired at the commander who went down and the battalion open fire on them. Spraying bullets on them, Rambo was the last to die- As he stood on his feet received a good amount of bullets. Gnashing his teeth, he knelt holding his stomach,
RambO :” this isn’t the end!” he fell faced flat.
Immediately Rambo’s mother who was breaking firewood felt a sharp pain in her chest. Something had gone wrong. She knew her son had been killed.
Looked up at the sky and screamed,
Rambo’s mother: “Rambo! Rambo!! Rambo!!” she dropped her axe heaved and went inside.
Kemi having no choice brought out a gun- it was all over! Kunle standing shivering,
Kunle: “why would you want to kill me!?”
With her hands on the trigger with the gun pointed at Kunle tears trickled down,
Kemi: “You killed my father!” she was panting,
Kunle: “Killed? Your father? Ah! I am not a murderer!”
Kemi: “Shut up! Just shut your filthy mouth up!” He stammered raising his hands in plea,
Kunle: “Please! But I cannot remember killed your father!”
Kemi: “ Yes! You remember the article you wrote about slandering Chief Johnson Adebisi?”
Kunle: “Ah! Was he your father?”
Kemi: “yes! and you killed him by writing that sham of an article on him! I’ll make you pay,dearly!” He was depressed and committed suicide due to the article you wrote.
Kunle was on his tears sobbing and begging for his life,
Kunle: “I swear I didn’t it do it with the intent of killing him. I got it from what seem to be a reliable source and that seemed to be very big news that would bring recognition my way!”
Kemi was sobbing too,
Kemi: “This will serve as big lesson to all Journalists, Bloggers, get your facts right before you publish. Don’t play with people’s emotions because you are looking for traffic. Your selfish interest killed my father,” he was pleading, “I came into your life as a spy so that it would be easy for me to pay for my father’s death! I made a vow to revenge for him! And yes! Alhaji have something shady going on! I sell arms to him to foster the war in the Niger delta region!” she cried as her hands were shaking!
Kunle: “we can settle this amicably with no one getting hurt. I love you baby!”
Kemi: “I love you too but I must keep a vow to my father, “he crawled closer to where she was, “don’t come closer I’ll shoot you. I aint joking!”
As she was about pulling the trigger he dived on her and there was a gunshot. They both rolled on the ground with the gun in their middle. After seconds, Kunle stood up recovering from the shock and found Kemi in the pool of blood and quickly rushed her to the hospital.
A year after, Kemi and Alhaji were charged for war crimes and were given prison terms while Rambo’s girlfriend who was pregnant led a movement that caught the attention of United Nations and they took up the matter by suing the oil companies for on behalf of Rambo and his people.
Kunle opened a page on his laptop and started writing he was working on a very interesting article titled, “The Dangers of one sided story!” :
I feel awkward this minute being guilty of what I’ll call a crime of the dangers of a one sided story. I know after reading this work you might feel like chopping my head off and hanging it on a stick. I totally deserve it! Long time ago, I wrote an article against a well known politician from a supposed reliable source. It was my big shot story, little did I know that I was ending the life of a man by pen- a story inspired by falsehood. Before I go further I want to take this out to advice and caution journalists, Bloggers never to write story about anything or anybody without proper verification. It is unprofessional and you might end up being a murderer like me. It is saddening that I ended the life of a man whose daughter later became my wife and she is…
The words weren’t coming anymore as he broke down in tears,
Kunle: “I am sorry, baby! I’m so sorry!” he cried staring at the picture of Kemi hung the wall. It was smiling at him.
…. THE END (Stay tuned for Another Inspiring Story… AdeLove Stories.. Premiere Naija inspirational Blog)
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