Chapter 24

Haidar Jega Nigeria If anyone had informed me that my father would be dead today. I swear I will not believe it. I will even have to slap them. But today here I was standing beside the cold corpse of my beloved dad. He was lifeless, with a deep cut on the neck. My father was slaughtered like an animal. Not just my father, but Hamza as well. He was with my father in the vehicle and he was brutally killed. Hamza was shot five times on the head and six times on the neck. The murderer seemed to be having fun while killing them. He even shoots my dad in the leg as well. As for the driver, he was nowhere to be found. I could only imagine the fear my father might have felt. The agony. My poor father. Tears streamed down my eyes again. "Haidar we must take him to the cemetery now. It's getting late" I heard the chief imam of our palace say. I blinked the tears in my eyes and swallowed the huge Lump in my throat as I watched my dad get carried away. My sister Fatima, Zubair, and little b