I tried to imagine the kind of
expression on the faces of the
guys as i Usain-bolted through
the passage and straight to my
house…..
I immediately poured the food
in a nearby cooler in the
kitchen and locked myself
inside where i sat down the
manna from above and ate it
with garri, my meal for the
past 3 days…
Even the jehovah witnesses
that brought the good news of
christ didnt make me move an
inch
And indeed, stolen bread is
sweet…
By 10pm ,with my hand gloves
on, i went to return the pot to
a easily noticeable place
around the house and wrote
with my left hand, a two page
apology letter giving reasons
for my act..
I spent six hours the next day
asking for forgiveness and
explaining to God why i had to
go for another mission of
such…
i knew from henceforth, i was
really into the business…
So i started full time…. And
like a serious worker shld, i
acquired my tools…
Gloves, two bagco sacks and
my number one tool
,,.,.,,,,,,,,.,.,,,,,
a Big Food flask…..
To Be Continued…
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