Carjacked in Lagos: A Night of Shock (Part 1)
My friends and I got robbed in 2010 and I haven't shared the full story yet. It's quite a lengthy tale, so I'll be splitting it into two parts.
On April 9th, 2010, I woke up feeling great at L.A's house, with plans to meet up with Ms. Zara later in the day. Pade had already left for the FAAN quarters to meet up with a girl, leaving L.A and me home alone.
We pondered our options for the day, considering it was a Friday, but realized we were short on cash. I quickly convinced my sister to send some money before 4 o'clock, which she did, leaving us with funds but no vehicle and nowhere to go.
We eventually decided to borrow L.A's mother's car and head to the Lagos Country Club for some fun. However, I then called my friend Lloyd, who suggested we join him instead as he would pick us up. We thought it was a cooler idea.
Lloyd called around 11:45 PM to say he was almost at the bus stop, so we got ready and eagerly awaited our night out. Just before midnight, Pade returned home and was initially undecided about joining us, but eventually agreed. So, at 11:58 PM, we found ourselves at the bus stop, eagerly anticipating the night ahead.
The Action Part:
As we waited at the bus stop, we were practically the only ones there, aside from the Suya man on our left. When Lloyd arrived, there was already a girl in the back of his car, leaving three of us waiting to join. With no space for one more person, we began discussing whether someone should go home or if another car should be called. Meanwhile, the five of us stood outside the car, chatting.
Suddenly, a Toyota Carrera with a broken back windshield slowed down beside us, and one dude from the car said, ’Any problem’. Lloyd says, ‘No problem’. Maybe that was our mistake...
The car stopped, and one of the occupants got out as if to check on a car behind them. We soon realized he was surveying the area, as there was a police station nearby. Then, he started walking toward us, accompanied by two others who exited the car. One of them approached me, saying, "Oya, make una come like dis."
I nearly laughed out loud, thinking they were just harmless troublemakers. I was ready to stand up for myself, as was Lloyd, who was already on guard. But just as I was about to confront the guy closest to me, he pulled out a gun and cocked it. Ye! Gun!
Now it wasn’t that I had never seen a gun or had a gun pointed at me...but I was used to being pointed at with AKs and semi-autos...Yes now, the NPF(Nigerian Police Force) have pointed weapons at me - for no reason.
But this time, it was a locally made pistol, and the size of it was quite intimidating. The guy issued a command, but I heard three things - ‘Kneel down/lie down/sit down’ but I couldn't quite make out what he said amidst the chaos.
However, the first thing that registered in my mind was to kneel……
Been waiting on part 2