DRIZZLE OF MAYHEM by Sam Akande

Author:Sam Akande [Akande, Sam]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2021-02-28T00:00:00+00:00

Three men, Plair Tairt, Lyiotk Vitts and Adnam Kort, all in their twenties, were apprehended in relation to Mayor Kaars’ seizure.

Chapter Eight

T he trial of the three abductors was at the regional High Court. The gallery was seething with reporters and the populace of Le-Croff.

“All rise for the Honourable Judge Johnnie Mangaver,” beckoned the court clerk.

Judge Mangaver, in his fifties, pencil moustache, grey-haired and bespectacled, sauntered in.

“The region of Le-Croff versus Lyiotk Vitts, Adnam Kort and Plair Tairt. You men are charged with the kidnapping of Mayor Frank Kaars under the Offences Against the Persons Act 1921, Section Twelve, also for possession of firearms without certification which contravenes the Firearms Act of 1976, Sections Five and Nine. How do you plead? Guilty or not guilty?” the clerk read the case.

“Not guilty,” the men responded.

The jury was on the qui vive from their box.

Both the prosecuting and defence barristers’ opening remarks were fleeting.

Electrician Juk Culumt was on the witness stand.

“Mister Culumt, do you swear to tell the truth?” the clerk asked.

“Yes,” Juk replied mousyly.

The prosecuting barrister directly examined Juk.

“Mister Culumt, can you state your profession,” the prosecuting barrister inquired.

“I’m an electrician, sir,” Juk replied.

“How long have you been an electrician?” the prosecuting barrister inquired.

“For five years, sir,” Juk replied.

“Are you familiar with two hundred New Quay Avenue?” the prosecuting barrister inquired.

“My clients live there,” Juk replied.

“Mister and Mrs Vitts, right?” the prosecuting barrister inquired.

“Yes, sir. I repair their air conditioning units and other electricals for them,” Juk replied.

“Can you tell this court what transpired on the 22nd of July 2021,” the prosecuting barrister inquired.

“On the 22nd of July, Mr Vitts rang me to fix the air conditioning in the house. I booked him for the afternoon of the same day,” Juk said.

“Go on, Mister Culumt,” the prosecuting barrister urged.

“I went into the cellar where the air conditioning unit is. I saw Mayor Kaars there,” Juk replied.

“Was Mayor Kaars tied up when you found him?” the prosecuting barrister inquired.

“Yes, sir. Both his hands and feet were clasped together,” Juk replied.

“The mayor had injuries?” the prosecuting barrister inquired.

“Mayor Kaars was bruised, his face had cuts and there were blood stains on the ground,” Juk replied.

“What else was in the cellar?” the prosecuting barrister inquired.

“Weapons,” Juk exclaimed.

“What type of weapons?” the prosecuting barrister inquired.

“Pistols, AK-47s, knuckledusters, axes,” Juk replied.

“How many guns in total?” the prosecuting barrister inquired.

“Two AK-47 machine guns and four pistols,” Juk replied.

“Mister Culumt, what did you do when you found the mayor?” the prosecuting barrister inquired.

“I alerted the police forthwithly,” Juk replied.

“Mister Culumt, thank you.” The prosecuting barrister concluded the direct examination of Juk.

“Does the Defence have any questions for the witness?” Judge Mangaver asked.

“No, Your Honour,” the defence barrister replied.

The prolepsis in the court was rapturous. Journalists jotted ferociously, citizens watched proceedings like a soap opera.

Mayor Kaars’ ingress caused a hubbub.

“Order! Order! . . . Order!” the clerk cried.

The mayor was ushered to the stand.

“Mayor Kaars, can you recognise these men?” the prosecuting barrister inquired.

“These men kidnapped me,” the mayor replied.

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