My Neighbor Set Me Up for Ritual

My Neighbor Set Me Up for Ritual

Author: Caitlyn Cummings

Chapter 9: The Final Move

As all these dey my head, I decide to face 302 direct:

"Na you post the group-buy, abi? I don already know."

I send am the screenshot, dey wait for reply. My body dey hot. I dey ready for anything.

But 302 reply like person wey no know anything: "Wetin? No be me at all."

E dey form innocence. I dey watch e words, dey look for sign of fear or lie.

I expect am. I send am the screenshot from 602 and press am again: "You still dey deny?"

I dey try use evidence break am. For Naija, once evidence land, story dey change. I dey hope say e go confess.

At the same time, I try confuse am: "I don already know your plan, and I get way to survive. Forget am."

I dey try form smart. Maybe e go panic, talk wetin e suppose hide. For street, na reverse psychology we dey use sometimes.

Surprisingly, 302 fire back: "Who give you that? That screenshot na fake. That person wan harm you."

E dey dodge, dey throw suspicion. For this kain moment, trust na zero. My mind dey open like market for Sunday. Everybody dey sell story, but who dey buy truth?

I no get real evidence, so I no trust 302 at all.

For Naija, if evidence no dey ground, anybody fit talk anything. I dey prepare for anything wey fit happen.

At least 602 show me wetin dey happen outside—and I really dey fear say if I comot, na die be that.

As I dey weigh who to trust, my mind dey race. My only hope na say, day go soon break, maybe help go land.

302 rush send more: "I know say you no trust me now, but I no go trust anybody too. The person wey start the group-buy no even dey inside the group."

E words get plenty meaning.

My mind dey turn. E fit be say, na outside force dey control everything? Maybe na cult or old tenant? I dey try connect dots wey no get end.

How person wey no dey group go post group-buy link?

I dey reason say maybe e use admin privilege, or maybe WhatsApp get backdoor. For this Lagos, yahoo boys sabi many things.

I quick ask am: "How you take know all this?"

E fire back: "You tell me first—"

As my battery dey blink, I dey pray say my next action go save me. For this Naija, to survive na senior skill.

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