Who Killed My Daughter’s Innocence

Who Killed My Daughter’s Innocence

Author: Amanda Gilbert

Chapter 1: The Mentor’s Call

I just dey my own when that call land for my phone. My mentor voice come with one kind heavy sigh—like say e carry the world for head. "O boy, abeg, my padi pikin don enter wahala. I no trust anybody, na you I fit beg. You know say pikin wey get two fathers no dey lost for road. Abeg, help look after am, ehn?" The way the man talk am, e be like say na small pikin waka lose for market. But for this Naija, if your mentor call you, na respect and duty dey follow am. So I gree, no too ask plenty question. Person no dey reject that kind matter for elders.

When I got the case file—chai—na rape and murder matter. The victim, a young woman, was beaten to death with a dumbbell.

My hand shake small as I open the folder. Chai, see as the matter strong: rape, murder, dumbbell! Blood still dey soak the evidence photo. The smell of dust and sweat from old files mix with the iron scent—my hand dey tremble. Na fine young woman o. E pain me. For Naija, this kind case na serious wahala, e fit make police, community, even village elders lose sleep. The kain thing wey dey tear family apart. I just dey look the file, dey ask myself, "Which kind wahala be this?" My chest dey heavy. This one na case wey fit make lawyer lose appetite for two days straight.

A life for a life; this one na straight death penalty case. How I wan take help for this kind thing?

For my mind, e clear. Life don lost, so for our law, na another life go answer. Which kind leg I wan take help pikin wey commit this kain abomination? Even the ancestors go vex for this kind thing. My head dey hot, but wetin I fit do? Person wey get mentor for Naija, get heavy yoke join.

My mentor just laughed. “Wetin dey there wey you no fit handle? Just do as I say.”

You know those old men laugh wey be like thunder but soft inside? Na so my mentor burst. "Wetin dey there, Baba Sunday? You no fit handle am? You dey learn work? Just do as I say." As he drop phone, na only his laughter remain for my ear. I just shake head—Naija wahala no dey ever finish, but person must dey loyal to him elders.

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