A few months after I moved into this neighborhood, I noticed a m@d woman with a very beautiful baby girl. The little angel should be around two years old & what caught my attention was how clean and beautiful the baby was — meanwhile, her mother was always in rags, looking d!rty and sm£lly. I always wondered how she kept the baby's clothes clean and new. Did the m@d woman wash them herself, or did she go to the market and buy them? How did she even get the mon£y? So, anytime I saw them, I made sure to give her 2k or 3k for the baby to at least eat, incase the m@d woman hadn't made much from begging. I tried to find out from my neighbors, how come a m@d woman has a child? Is there a family? Where's the father? Everybody was acting as if it was normal. They said it's not her first pregnancy! Ah! Oya what happened to the baby? Everybody kept quiet. Infact, they even started looking at me suspiciously for asking. Some even asked me, "Are you the father?" Omo, I stopped asking o. One day, the m@d woman just stopped carrying her baby. The first time I noticed was in the morning on my way to work. I didn't think much of it until that evening, when I saw the m@d woman again - without her baby. The following day, and the day after the baby was gone. I knew where she normally stayed, so I stylishly visited her spot, but she was there all alone. There was no sign of the baby anywhere. I started asking people around. The first 2 l asked were h0st!le toward me. They asked me why I was asking them f00l!sh questions. How would they know where a m@d woman's baby is? I decided to ask the women who sell nearby, but they started looking at me suspiciously. They asked me if the baby was mine or if I was related to the m@d woman. One person even asked me if I was a r!tuàl!st. I had to back off and went back to my neighbors. One suggested I should go to the police. I went to the police station & they literally thre@tened to lock me up. They asked me if their station was a psychiatric hospital that accommodated m@d people & their children. I advised myself sharply. I decided to let it go and stopped asking questions. About four months later, I saw the m@d woman again. Only this time, she was heavy with another pregnancy I was livid! I went to my neighbors and I sw0re I was going to find out who was responsible and what happened to the missing baby. Because - who dey Fvck the m@d woman? I told them if they wouldn't help me, l'd get help somewhere - anywhere at this point. Somebody was responsible for this. Somebody was using her! They kept telling me to mind my business, but I refused. It's my business. An innocent baby is missing, and a woman who isn't in her right mind keeps getting pregnant. When I noticed people were never going to care or ask questions, I decided to rest because I knew something nobody else knew. So, I bid my time, kept a low profile while I made sure everything fell into place. I had promised the cabal to trust me... that l'd deliver like the last time. So now I'm waiting......the clock is ticking... This time around, the m@d woman is heavy with my child — the child I will soon take....the way I took the last one. And nobody suspects me. Nobody is looking.. Nobody cares... (Story by Ajebo writer)