He was greeting me but I didn't recognize him.
I moved closer to him and I left my mouth open in awe. He is a well-known person.
The clothes plug, he owned a boutique so I buy clothes from him.
He was looking pale and lean with rashes all over his body. There were polka dots like on his skin, an infection probably from water or contaminated food.
He gave a faint smile as he read my expression towards him.
He used to be a fine chubby guy.
I walked him to a corner and the expression on my face was not a pleasant one.
"Bros, what happened? What happened to you? Why are you...oh my God, did you fall sick?" I queried.
"Hmmm..., bros, sha be thanking God for me that I am here, that I'm not dead, I lost everything, bro... I suffered, I don't know maybe you notice that I didn't open my shop?" He asked and I told him I didn't notice because it's been a while since I passed his shop side.
"What happened? Tell me please" I asked and he started.
"I was in my shop when one of the guys that owned the shop beside me came that I should borrow him my account number he wanted to give it to some customers to pay for what they bought and I gave him, later in the day, I wanted to go and withdraw the money and noticed my card was declined so I walked into the bank the following morning to ask what the issue was...bro, in short, the police came in a few minutes later after the manager told me to be patient while they work on it, they took me away...I was confused because I didn't know what I did, I was taken into custody and locked up...I couldn't contact anyone because my phones were seized....the following day, they removed me from where I was and locked me up with some other guys...I have not contacted my people...we were brought out, removed our clothes and cuffed us, we were lined up...that was when the DPO started talking...."
When he got to that stage, I already knew what happened but was patient to hear him out.
He continued.
"He said the boys robbed someone, made him transfer all the money in his account to them, collected his car, and killed him with his son that was with him in the car...."
I didn't know when I exclaimed ah!
"They killed him? Ah....that's wickedness" I exclaimed.
"Hmmm...bro, let me land...After that, they went to drop their bodies in the bush so that people wouldn't find him, after they found him, an investigation started on him and they noticed money was removed from his account, and all the account the money moved into was restricted and the text restriction was apprehended on sight, it did not end there...all the money that left all those accounts where also restricted and the owners were to be apprehended on sight...Two of those guys were the ones that came to buy clothes from the guy beside me but because he didn't have an account, he came to borrow mine and that was how I ended up in trouble. "
He narrated. It was a sad one because I know the consequences of borrowing people's account numbers.
The risk is so high if the fund is not coming from a trusted source.
He continued.
"Bro, we were tortured, beaten, and tormented, I kept explaining but they didn't believe me, the guy that came to borrow my account number denied knowing about it, they emptied my shop and sealed it, and they threatened to kill us because we robbed an innocent man and killed him when I eventually got through to my people, they tried their possible best but with that, we were charged to court...different postponements and this resulted to another suffering...in short bro, one of them later confessed that I was not part of them, I was just a clothing seller that they paid for selling clothes to them...on the judgment day, those guys were sentenced to death and the rest of us that received money from their accounts but didn't know anything about what they did were discharged and acquainted." He narrated.
I thank God for your life bro, many don't even make it out alive.
" I thank God but I lost everything, everything I spent years working for, nothing is left bro, my business, relationship, home, dignity, respect...everything bro... just because I borrowed someone my account number to receive money...I have learned my lesson bro" he said.
I pitied him...I gave him what I could and dropped him off.
I was driving and couldn't stop thinking about the whole thing.
How life can change from sweet to bitter because of a little action, mistake, or kindness.
Stop borrowing people your account numbers, it has landed many people in jail.
Don't be a victim of circumstances you know nothing about, please.
Learn from this!