After the Invasion, I went to Berlin and found
It was a one room and parlour self-contain.
Akunne Onitsha had used his Passport to
rent it for me.
I started keeping my money with Akunne in
Berlin. I would travel to Berlin every week to
buy drugs in large quantities, then I would
keep them in the new apartment and travel
back to Brandenburg with little stuff.
Most of the dealers were on break. I was the
only person who didn’t care much about
being arrested. I believed that if I was
captured by the police, they would pardon me
after finger printing. That was the rule and
we all knew it.
As a result, the others started hating me.
They became too envious that they couldn’t
even hide it.
My security was in danger. That was the
reason behind the new apartment in Berlin .
*The new little boy from Wawa had taken
over. It was a pity that in times of troubles,
the people from Anambra State would regard
Enugu people as Wawa and inferior. Why?.
Just because of drugs. Their generalized
mindset was that The lowest Anambra person
should be richer than the highest Enugu
person. What silly evil notion*
I would go to Berlin every friday and sleep
there until Sunday Night, then I would take the
last train back to Brandenburg.
I once decided to attend the Nigerian Church
in Berlin, I found Agnes and John Bighead
there. That was the Church they attended. * I
was not a Church person, I just went there
because the pressure from HEIM was getting
too much. I tried as much as possible to stay
away from that place*
The Bighead had somehow heard that I had
money. Agnes must have told him or he may
have heard it in one of the Nigerian joints.
He approached me after the Church with a
devilish smile which I translated into ” I have
Agnes now, what can you do”.
We exchanged numbers anyway and I gave
him 150 euro after the Church. It was such big
money for him judging by the way he thanked
me. He almost knelt down. I also gave Agnes
*Respect the husband more. It was Agnes I
intended to give all the money. I just shared it
among them to eliminate suspicion from
Bighead. He knew Agnes was posted to the
same place with me and he knew that I liked
April was Approaching, it was the summer
again. The period when every angle would be
filled with sexy ladies in bumshots, white
thighs flashing everywhere.
I had saved up enough money again and I
didn’t want to buy more cars so I got a new
Kenneth, My cousin who lived with us in
Onitsha had be clamoring to come to Europe.
He was a good footballer, so I decided to
take my chances on him.
I traveled to Essen and got him a business
invitation letter from a shipping company
there. He applied for visa in German Embassy
with it and was granted Visa.
I sent him more money for ticket and BTA. He
boarded air france enroute Berlin but he was
stopped in Charles De Gaule airport Paris
and taken to the Deportation Camp. I went to
the TEGEL airport Berlin to welcome him. I
spent the whole day at the airport drinking
coffee and gin. By 5pm, I knew something had
happened, so I left the airport and went back
The following morning, he called me from the
deportation camp in Paris.
He said he had left his invitation letter in
Nigeria. He didn’t know it was that important.
The immigration police had asked for it at the
airport but he couldn’t provide it. His visa
was genuine but he was taken there to be
deported alongside others.
I called the company that gave him invitation
card in Essen and told them. They said they
could not reach the immigration police in
Immediately after talking to Marcel, the guy
who sent the letter, Kenneth called me from
a pay phone.
I asked him the other people there, he said
that the red cross society were the people
feeding them. I asked him to ask for their
phone number and call me back.
Ten minutes later, he called me back and
gave me the office number of the red cross
paris, the airport wing.
I called them and told them what happened.
They asked me to forward a copy of the
invitation letter to them through fax.
I called Essen again and after much haggling,
they agreed to send the copy if I sent them
Kenneth had said that there were going to
court the following day. It was at the court
that they stamp your deportation ticket if you
fail to provide enough evidence.
I boarded ICE fast train and traveled to Essen.
I gave them the money before they sent the
copy of the letter to the Paris Red cross. I
asked the red cross to give a copy to
Kenneth to hold.
The next day in Court, the red cross took the
letter to court and the Judge set Kenneth
The next problem was that he had missed his
original flight to Berlin.
I told him to ask people where he could get a
bus to Berlin. He did and found The big Gare
Du Nord station in Paris.
Then he traveled overnight from Paris to
Berlin. I went to the bus station to welcome
him. My third investment had arrived.
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