After laying down the foundation beginning with the concealer to make less apparent the blemishes on her round face, she coated her spindle shaped brown lips with a maroon red sleek lipstick and stood half way up, taking a closer look at the mirror, smiled in admiration to her artistic masterpiece, took some steps backwards as though she was practicing ballet, just to get a wider view of her shape. She placed her hands about her tiny waist and shook her buttocks aimlessly to give her the erroneous impression of natural resourcefulness.
She took her car key and walked majestically like the queen of England without a guard, swinging her waist like a tadpole from side to side. The gate was unmanned so she spent her little strength rolling it back and forth while she missed her husband who had been away for a business trip or perhaps....? Having completed this hell of a task, she sat in the car for few minutes trying to catch her breath with her chest rising and falling like the waves of the cardiac monitor. She took a second look at the inner car mirror, pulled out a dazzling handkerchief from her Gucci handbag and gently doused her face while whispering to herself, Jaaane! You are too lazy. She started the Highlander Jeep and drove off to a friend's house for a birthday party.
About three hundred metres from her house a little boy ran into the road from the roadside and reflexely she applied the brakes abruptly, dashed out of the car in response to adrenaline surge to probably beat the demon out of the boy but her mission was aborted when two men with the looks of The Undertaker and John Cena creeped out of the side bush, pushed her away with little effort and made away with the car.
She picked up her wig which fell off her head, jumped up and down and raised an alarm with her tiny voice but was helpless. She reported the incidence to the Nigerian police force in Onitsha Anambra, who assured her of their assistance.
One week later, some arrests were said to have been made with recovery of the vehicle. Jane never set her eyes on the recovered car rather she was shown a picture of the car, damaged beyond repair. She was allegedly offered #1. 3 million naira by the culprit through the officers of the Nigerian police which she refused initially. Some how the money eventually found its way into the cold hands of Jane. She also alleged that three hundred thousand was collected from her as logistics for the recovery, also that the culprits were freed after paying the sum of seven hundred thousand naira.
About one year now in the busy city of Aba, Nigeria, a young man visited the office of the Motor Licencing Agency to renew the papers of a Highlinder Jeep bearing the name, Mr. Okechukwu and included in the documents was a change of ownership with the original owner as Mrs. Jane Namdi. When the vehicle number was keyed into the computer, all details including phone number of Jane appeared. She was contacted immediately and she gave this story but before the agent could drop her call, the young man disappeared. The matter was reported to the police this time in Aba. The Agent and some family members of the young man are in police custody, the police division in Anambra has been notified also and the police men who handle the issue are also under custody but the young man who came to renew the vehicle licence is still at large.
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