One pregnant woman wey her name be Mrs Gloria James don land for hospital after the children of one Mobile policeman wey him name na Inspector Richard Ekpo, beat her finish black and blue on Friday.
Na wetin happen? dem sey the woman ask make Olorunda, one of the son of the policeman, tell her sorry after him march her leg where him dey hurry to go smoke Igbo.
As dem come dey exchange words na, na so him pounce ontop her start to they beat her. As if that one no do, make una read the rest as she talk am:
Last Friday, I was sitting in front of my boutique because there was no light, when a young man came to buy Indian hemp from one of the local dealers around. As he was trying to sneak in to avoid being seen, he stepped on my feet. As I bent to move his leg, he asked why I was touching him rather than apologise. Even when I showed him the sand from the sole of his slippers that was still on my feet, he still insisted that he didn’t step on me.
An argument ensued during which he threatened to deal ruthlessly with me if I opened my mouth to talk again. Before I could respond, he slapped and started hitting me. Other shop owners who came to rescue me from his grips withdrew immediately they discovered he was the one. This is because everyone is afraid of him in that area. That was how he continued to hit me, even when I ran inside my shop. It took the intervention of a policeman in uniform to rescue me from him.”She continued:
“ As I was nursing my wound , he came back and demanded that I should give him N18, 000 for his gold necklace. I told him I didn’t see any necklace on him when he came and before I knew it, he continued from where he stopped. He went ahead to destroy my wares… At that point, I ran to a corner of the shop and picked up my phone to call my husband. Immidiately he saw me, he dared me to call anyone ,boasting that he was the son of a Mobile Policeman and that nobody can do anything to him. When I had the opportunity, I sneaked out to Idimu Police division to lodge a complain.
Police attitude
“Immediately I told the policemen that I was beaten by the son of a Mobile Policeman, they looked the other way. Then, all of a sudden, I started feeling funny and started vomiting. Rather than sympathize with me, the policemen at the counter drove me outside, saying I should not mess up the environment. I went outside as directed and sent a text message to my husband to rush to the station that I was dying.
When he came, one of the policemen told him to take me to the hospital. Even when he appealed to the policemen to effect the arrest of their colleague’s son who was still destroying things in my shop, they refused.
Out of pity , one of the policemen whom I contacted earlier drove in with a van and volunteered to take me to the hospital. We, however , went to my husband’s shop first to take some money. On our way back, we stopped by Inspector Ekpo’s house to inform him of his son’s action. But his wife walked us out of her compound.
Another attack
Immediately we came out of the barracks gate, we were attacked by Olorunda, his brothers and their friends. They hit my husband with dangerous objects. In the process I fell down. They kicked me continuously on the stomach until I passed out, only to wake up to find my self in the hospital a week after.”
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