Sergeant Francis told the Commissioner that he would get back to him. As we both ran towards the back of the yard the
soldiers came from around there dragging a young man by his feet. They said they
found him hiding in the gutter on the roof. They handed a gun to
Sergeant Francis that they said he had clutched in his hand when
they found him. Cassie shouted, “He
was the one looking through the window!” She turned
to Sergeant Francis and told him that the young man was a member of the TreTre gang
that had killed her babyfather and was terrorizing her family members threatening to kill them all. The
young man was crying and begging for forgiveness. He said he was forced by the Boss to
come and deliver the note to Cassie. He knew about the dogs, which was the
reason for the poisoned meat because he knew he could not enter the yard
unless they were dead. He was shocked when he realized that the dogs had not
touched the meat and he had to run for his life when they began to chase him. It
seemed as if either Goliath or Percy had gotten to him before he reached on top
of the house because his pants were torn at the legs and blood was gushing from
a wound just below his butt. He was in agony from being dragged on the ground
by the soldiers but I had no sympathy for him. He had trespassed my border! The
young man, who gave his name as Rajah, said the gun they found on him was defective and could not fire and he only walked with it to use it to scare us. He said he would tell the truth about everything if they promised not to kill him. I looked at the soldiers, they were not smiling
at all! They had their guns pointed at Rajah’s head. I looked at Sergeant
Francis and he was not smiling either. Rajah turned to me and started to
bawl, “Please Miss, I am sorry! Please Miss! Don’t let them kill me!” “Shut up!” bellowed one of the soldiers. By
the tone of his voice I knew that if I weren’t there Rajah would have been
severely dealt with. Sergeant Francis said they would take him to the Police
Station but he would make him clean up my yard first. I went for a broom and a
garbage bag and when I was giving Rajah a shovel to take up the dead cats
one of the soldiers took it away and said Rajah should use his hands to take
them up. He also took Rajah to the dogs’ kennel for him to clean it and
remove the dogs' poop, using his hands of course. He then took him to the fowl
coop and made him clean it too. I laughed to myself, this soldier was not
joking! When he was finished, Sergeant Francis handcuffed Rajah took him out of the yard and placed him
in the back of the police car. I wondered why the officer that was driving never came out of the car or entered the yard, but when I saw him I
understood why. He was one of the most notorious policemen in Kingston, someone
who was always accused of extra-judicial killings. I pretended that I did not
recognize him but I wondered if Rajah would ever make it to the Police Station! The funny thing about the situation was that I would have passed Rajah on the street and think that he was a well-behaved young man. He did not look like the typical criminal. He was very handsome, well groomed and wore glasses and could have easily passed for a Bank Teller. I wondered how he got to this stage of his life. Sergeant Francis said everything was now under control and I could return
to bed as he had made arrangements for our protection. There would be undercover
policemen patrolling the street every hour and I would have nothing to fear. I thanked
him and the soldiers and they left, however I could not shake the feeling of dread I had for Rajah.
It was almost daybreak and my nosy
neighbours were coming out of their homes trying to get my attention, but I was
not in the mood to talk to anyone. I locked the gate and reminded Maud that the garbage
truck was coming later so she was to remember to put the garbage bag with the
dead cats with the rest of the rubbish. I told Cassie that I would deal with
her when I returned from work. Today would be my first day back at work since the holidays and I did
not want to be late! I got myself ready and called my faithful taxi driver Ricky who
has been taking me to work for years. I had to wait a little while for him because he said there was a lot of traffic on the road. One of the biggest headaches in this area was that there were more cars than roads! He finally arrived and I grabbed my purse and told Maud I would see her later. I also told her to
call Reverend Julian and tell him what had happened and to tell him I needed to
see him when I came home. There was no way I was going to allow the migrants to
stay another day no matter what he said! Dear Lord, I cried, help me!
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