32 The interview

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Chapter 32

Bartley's pov

I used the address of my home that has been confiscated by the government, the doctor assured us that if any problem of the law arise he would call us immediately or the lawyer's numbers I had given him. While I used the address for Adajay also, I know they could still track her down in the system. Hot-Grabba drive us back to Capture Land in Clarendon the following evening and I couldn't feel more proud. Mummy stayed to offered support and my sisters didn't want to leave either, that was fine with me- I got their company and quality time with them.

I felt like a man, happy that I'm now a father.

The day came when my interview was aired on a BBC station, my heart still lurched within me every time it reach the part where I was nearly no more. My mother as always start to cry, Adajay who sat in the comfortable armchair glance over at me. I hadn't wanted her to watch it, but I couldn't send her to our room and she would have probably watched it anyway on the brand new flatscreen hung in our room.

While they ran the replay of the video pinpointing the angles and points that I really wanted to share, Hot-Grabba bawl out, "yes! yes! Mek mi hear wey di dranco dem a guh sey."

"𝙒𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪?"

"𝙉𝙤,"

"𝙎𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢?"

"𝘼 𝙣𝙪𝙝 𝙨𝙪𝙝 𝙞𝙩 𝙜𝙪𝙝 𝙖 𝙮𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙤, 𝙢𝙞 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠 𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙣𝙪𝙝 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙧 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙧. 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙚𝙠 𝙮𝙪𝙝 𝙛𝙞 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚, 𝙮𝙤𝙬 𝙖 𝙩𝙧𝙪 𝙮𝙪𝙝 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬,"

"𝙒𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙙𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣. 𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮?"

[𝙎𝙞𝙜𝙝] "𝙈𝙞 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚, 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙨𝙚𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙖 𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙞 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙞 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙞 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙚𝙮 𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙖 𝙙𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙪𝙝 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣. 𝙈𝙞 𝙣𝙪𝙝 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙞 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙥𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙧, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙞 𝙛𝙞 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙨𝙪𝙝 𝙢𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙜𝙪𝙝 𝙖𝙨𝙠 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙛𝙞 𝙬𝙝𝙖? 𝙃𝙞𝙢 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙮 𝙢𝙞 𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙢. 𝘼𝙣𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙢𝙞 𝙣𝙖𝙝 𝙥𝙖𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙣𝙪𝙝 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙢𝙞 𝙣𝙪𝙝 𝙤𝙬𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢, 𝙢𝙞 𝙖 𝙜𝙪𝙝 𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙞 𝙗𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙧 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩 𝙪𝙥. 𝙈𝙞 𝙟𝙪𝙢𝙥 𝙤𝙪𝙩, 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙥 𝙪𝙥 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙞 𝙨𝙞 𝙖 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙥 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙞 𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙮 𝙢𝙚𝙠 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙞 𝙧𝙪𝙣 𝙙𝙞 𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙞. 𝙈𝙞 𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙮 𝙖 𝙬𝙝𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙝 𝙜𝙪𝙣 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙗𝙖𝙙𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙪𝙤𝙮 𝙮𝙖𝙝, 𝙢𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙛𝙞 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙜𝙪𝙝 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙜𝙪𝙝 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙞𝙣𝙖 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙘𝙖𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙖 𝙜𝙪𝙝 𝙬𝙚𝙮."

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