The Life Of A Taxi Driver - S01 E03

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The Life Of A Taxi Driver - S01 E03

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 3

(FINALE)

…… Mr. D.P.O entered. He enquired about what was going on. The ASP reported back to him immediately.

“Let’s hear from this man first!!. Don’t just conclude” he said in a command manner.

The DPO gave me the previllege to explain my own plight. Tears has full my eyes I have lost a hope of chance. It dawn on me that it was the end of life to me.

The DPO look friendly so I picked up courage from his appearance as I began to narrate.

Mr. Obi is a very nice man to me. He was a taxi driver before he died. In fact he was my mentor. When I finished school and couldn’t get a job he was the one that encouraged me to join taxi business. I could still remember that cold evening I heard about his departure. He was poison by unknown person because of envy in our park.

Some months after his death. His wife decided to sell of his car. According to her the more she sees the car the more the wound in her heart expand. She confided in me as her late husband closest friend, and decided to help.

I got a buyer who insisted on paying thrice. Mama Adaku obliged Since other interested buyer was busy pricing the car like a peanut.

I sold the car to the man. He paid 500k cash out of 1millonaire. Mama Adaku took all the money insisting that my own 20% is among the expected balance from the Man. I agreed knowing that she needed the money for her family. Two months later the buyer paid to my account a sum of 200k to balance 300k. I informed her she cried over being broke that I should transfer all the money to her. I told my wife she asked me to do so since the last one will be at our favor. I held her advice as I proceed with the transaction.

The last money finally came. Immediately it landed into my account it seemed as if all the problem in this earth fell on me and my family. From hospital down to house rent and so many expenses that spring up that period. I tried all I could to squeeze out Mama Adaku’s money (100k). But I failed as my taxi broke extremely down. That was how I began to owe her. And she never give me a breathing space. I tried all I could to meet up to no avail till this day fate carried me to this police station. I summerized

“Madam is there any Truth from what this man Man has Said??” The DPO asked Mama Adaku with mean. She began to stammer. My wife was just crying seeing the way every thing was turning against us under 24hours.

The DPO was intelligent enough watching her trying to defend my narration. He threatened her and she agreed to my narration.

Pretty and her roommate started looking for a way to discharge themselves. God so kind law caught up with them. They were asked to paid a fine for false accusations. And also bail themselves.

My wife whispered to me to protest and request for a justice because of the inhuman bullying and molestation from the policemen.

“Don’t worry my love God has fought for us as he has put our enemies to same”I replied her. She wasn’t too happy but she had no choice than to oblige.

The next day. We came out victorious. The DPO after his investigation asked us to go. We bailed ourselves. I was given 2 months deadline to pay off Mama Adaku. ” If not that she was a widow I would have ask you to take that money for yourself. But because of how good her husband was to you before he died. I will urge you to try all your possible best and pay her.” He Advised. “And pls stay out of trouble.” He added.

Two months later. I paid off Mama Adaku. God provided her money. By this time the favour of God was so massive on me. I started preparing to relocate to any mega City like Lagos. But I have no one to welcome me. I prayed to my God and he answered me.

I accidentally met an old school friend one day at our park. We are so happy to see each other again. God caused him to favoured me. He invited me over to Lagos. It wasn’t easy but God make it very ease for me.

He took me to one good company. I was employed without any delay with a good salary. I drove a white man by name ‘PAUL SMITH’ the MANAGING DIRECTOR (MD) of the shell company.

Six months later. Brethren my boss promoted me. He confessed about my sincerity, deligency , punctuality, Cleanness and productivity. I was promoted to be his Personal assistance (PA).

That was how my life was transformed.

I was given and official car. Furnished duplex.

Scholarship to my children. Vacation Visa to any country of my çhoice.

Today I had dedicated my own house, cars and Lands. Travelled to many countries with my MD.

TO GOD BE THE GLORY.

THE END!!!