CHAPTER FOUR
The boy wondered what he was doing in such exceptional restaurant, he had no money to dine neither was he there to rendezvous.. His only agenda was to take and run, but he seemed to be disappointed as what to be taken was yet to revealed itself.
Suddenly, he noticed a bag beside an elderly woman in her fifties.. An opportunity had presented itself and God knew he wouldn't missed such rear opportunity for anything. But how would he take the bag without been noticed,, that might have been an herculean task, but the boy was determined..
His eyes met something like an identity card but he couldn't clearly see the context of the card.. He needed to see it, that might led him to his next plan. He decided to order for something, anything at all, costly or not. However he new even a sachet of water would cost a fortune in such Italian restaurant,, he didn't care anyway..
He walked slowly towards the attendant, his eyes were fixed on the identity card, the context was becoming clearer but he still couldn't Decipher it. He was nearer to the bag now,, he still couldn't see clearly, an idea struck his mind, it was a perfect one, he dropped what he was holding and pretended as though he was picking his dropped property, eyes still fixed on the item, he saw clearly......
."john Mark Nursery and Primary School
Head Teacher Mrs Mark Brenda".. He picked the dropped object and sauntered towards the chef.. She was a head teacher,, he affirmed.... He received a welcome smile from the attendant who politely asked what he wanted..." A plastic drink of any kind and a mince pie" the boy ordered, in no time, he was served in a tray, "thank you" he said,, he picked the snacks and left hastenly before the attendant could ask for money,, he had already sat with Mrs Mark Brenda, the head teacher. He wasn't going to pay for the bought items not that he had the money on him, but he was going to kill two birds with a stone if he played smart..
"Mrs Mark, good evening "he greeted politely 'Good evening dear" she replied trying to reminisce on where she had seen him. The boy noticed her curiosity and quickly gate a reposte "My name is John Benjamin.,primary four pupil of John Mark nursery and primary school" he lied, but it worked. The head teacher smiled back at him "what are you doing here all Alone?".." mother's car broke down and she has gone in search of a mechanic, so she asked me to stay here until she gets it fixed "he gave another perfect lies... Again,, the credulous woman swallowed them, hook, line and sinker....
They both gisted for a while, the discussions seemed Mundane to him but he had to play along if he was going to rob the naive old woman of her property.. Soon, an attendant came to the boy, "sir, you are yet to pay for the snacks".. 'bills on me" Mrs Mark quickly replied.. The boy smiled at his achievement, he knew the first phase of his plan had been achieved...
He was still unsure of how to take the bag unnoticed, he decided to devour the relish of his meal, he needed to enjoy the moment, perhaps another opportunity might present itself.
"Benjamin, I need to visit the ladies, please watch my bag, I shall be back in a jiffy "The woman left... What she meant by visiting the ladies was vague to him, he watched her walked towards the toilet, it became more unclear to him. He wondered why she needed to visit the ladies in the rest room,they could have easily rendezvous in the open restaurant, he thought.
So easily,, he pounced on the bag and walked towards the exit, he hoped whoever she was visiting delayed her until he vanished into the air.. He was about to exit the building when he heard the familiar voice of his victim "Benjamin, where are you going with my Bag?". The voice gave him a deadly blow, he had been caught red handed, he thought of running, dropping the heist wasn't an option, he had gone through so much to acquire it. Running with the bag was risky as well, the heavy container would slow him down.
He quickly opened the bag, scavenged the contents, picked a currency and scampered away...
TO BE CONTINUED........
