I hadn’t been to Abuja before this time and I just thought that it should take some time before we would consider relocating with him. However, he was visiting home every two weeks or once monthly. I did not have cause to begin to worry because he had always wanted us all to move to Abuja, until the worry about the security situation started.
When I didn’t get his call on Tuesday morning like I usually did, I tried his numbers severally. One of his numbers was switched off, while the other rang a few times and the automated voice message said the person I
called was not responding.
He eventually said that my husband had complained of some feverish feelings on Monday and that since they couldn’t reach him on any of his lines, he decided to call my number.
I told him I was in Lagos and had also tried to reach my husband on phone without success. He asked me not to be worried that he would check on him first thing in the morning.
I was awake all night praying that he was fine. I woke the man up with my calls by 6am, begging that he should go and check on my husband. The man assured me that he would be on his way as soon as he took his bath, and would call me when he got there.
At 7.40 am, the man would still not pick my calls and my husband’s numbers remained switched off. By now, my husband’s younger brother who also lives in Lagos would not take his calls too.
The smell of danger was all around me, but I didn’t want to think of the worst case scenario. I called my office to
intimate them on the situation at hand, so that was sorted while I continued with the waiting and anxiety game.
By 10am, when I wasn’t getting any word from anybody, I took a very drastic decision. I called over one of my sisters and told her what was on ground and what my fears were, and my decision to fly to Abuja immediately. I concluded with her on how to get the children back from school and take care of them while I was away.
brought back to Lagos or how I was even brought back home. My children, ages 10, 7, and 5 years, sat around me. My sisters and some friends were going about different chores in the house.
He got home and slept the sleep of a life time! All the while that we tried reaching him on phone, he had passed away and all his phone could do was just ring and stop until the battery went flat.
dropping position. I was told by those who saw the photograph of him taken by the Policemen investigating the case.