Everything wasn’t a bed of roses. Everything doesn’t come easy like the way we planned it to. Yes, everything was perfect, our lives were going according to how we planned.
Each of us having our own mates and having dates, parties, clubbing, while also looking out for information about the victims.
Some eventually got back to us and gave us their statements while some agreed to testify in court on whatever date we or the court set.
Everyone was happy and nobody expected what would happen next. Nobody thought about it, not even me, my mate, or our friends.
We thought it was all history and that he wouldn’t be coming back, but I guess he always had a way of making a grand entry. Who knew that it would be this fateful day, mine and Emery's anniversary, that he wou
