Back in the afternoon at La Madam Justice with some assistance
We got awaited and took our seats, LE monsieur Inspectror present too.
La Patroness did take a box of sugar bags with her and explained that all that sugar is from Mada and there was never a problem with it. They were talking in gassy since she is from there and I did understand some of it. After some minutes the Inspector finalized the Rapport on his Laptop, printed it out and it was ready to be signed by me.
I read it and all the points were in it, also my comments, nothing to be added. La Patronesse read it too and could not find anything suspicious too.
Do I sign it or not? Well why should I? Why should I not, it was just a sum up of the reality so after some moments I signed it. On for me? No! They both stay here. Strange.
After some minutes the parents of the girls arrived in the room.
I could not recognize them, well husband was in his thirty and the so called mother in her fifty. As I look at them. Both of them made a statement in gassy. As much as I could follow Madame Justice told them that the vahaza has a strong sense in justice and he would not give in and denies the poisoning of the sugar and will go all the way.
A Baby in the corridor starts to cry and it was brought in to the mother ho was instantly starts to breast feed it.
After a moment the Inspector took out a sugar bag and claimed it was the second of the two I shall have given to the mother. He opens it, all of us in the room tasted it until it was eaten up with eager. In disbelief and smiling I turned around and outstretch my hand telling the father to stop it now please! We shook hand, he smiled and I thought it will perhaps be over now.
No, the parents insisted to continue and got quit loud. Madam Justice said she now orders a analysis of the victims about a poison! You are all dismissed.
LE monsieur Vahaza tomorrow at nine again here. We all left for home.
I do still do like this people, but may I say that they are kind of male functioning.
Back at the hotel the church lady was at the bar and did have some news, WAOWAO.
Everybody knows it, even some police units, the father is a drug dealer. The girl are in hospital because they most likely have tasted to much of papas drugs.
I made a silent record of her statement.
After that I went a sleep in my room, did not sleep well after such a day.
Innocent! To me right from the start.
[QUOTE=Bienenstich;2970621]You wouldn't have been stripped off your passport. As for what I would have done. In the case I am guilty look for arrangement also known as bribe but if not guilty don't give them nothing.
There were iirc some posts here warning about giving beggars from near glacier food exactly for this reason.
Curious to know how it played out for you.[/QUOTE]After the Inspektor told me the thing with the sugar I knew it is a scam. The question at the moment to me remains who is all involved and how far would they go them self? If you bribe it can be worthless and or used later against you too I guess.
Yes I know now no food for sure and cash does not real make sense too.
That's why, Zis voulla! That brought me to the Idea with the sugar.
In the morning after a bad night of sleep
I got up ate breakfast and this time LE Patron and I drove to the police station again.
La Madame Justice and LE monsieur Inspector were already there. To my surprise the church lady too.
The church lady most likely made the statement about the drugs and the girls with the father etc. To me Madame and Inspector were not paying much attention to it, it got ignored.
After some more senseless talks I got told that we have to wait for the analyze from the labor. By the way I showed my payed tikket for the taxi in the afternoon at 14 am.
You can leave now and we will contact you wen the results are coming in. WTF, BS.
We left, for some reason I gave the church lady some little money for her attendance.
At the Hotel LE Patron said to me " you should have paid bribe " but you can stay some more nights at the place until the results of the lab are coming in.
Ok, does this tells me something too?
There is no Lab Analysis for sure and there will not be a phone call be this morning. I told my self.
I went to my room packed my stuff, deposited the keys. I did pay in the morning and left the place.
Took a Pousse and went to the station, got there 15 to 12.
Madame and Inspecteure were stille there in the office. I went in, told them again about my ticket and time the taxi leaves. I will wait here with my stuff for the phone call.
My people back home are well informed, worried and know exactly were I am at the moment right now.
The Inspector left.
Madame made some phone calls. Again and again or pretended to do so.
I started to stare at her and so did she to me. Nasty toad you are! And yes she could be a caring mother too I saw in her face!
In my pocket I did have some big cash but I was not intend to spend it here.
She said she made a phone call to the taxi informing them I would come perhaps late, to be picked up at the police station or not at all!
"You give me a BJ and after I fuck you on that table *****" - went through my head next to other things!
Sit and wait! The clock ist ticking
The parents wanted me to pay the hospital because they have not the cash. The self made drug problem that caused it is away from the table.
There is no Lab and has never been, I am on the grill getting toasted. They all were in good hope for a Christmas donation.
Darn, the turkey is still not dead to be ripd apart! And besides they realize to bee close to the grill too.
All in?
What is when the phone comes in with, venom in the sugar? We have it in black on white paper! I'm am screwed!
Fifteen minutes bevor I should be at Soatranstation the Phone rings!
The Lab! : " There was no venom in the sugar you gave to them " seconds after the Inspector comes with my Passport in and passes him to Madam. Some words exchanged, shake hands and my passport in my pocket.
Where are you going now? Ni zangazangana to the road Soatrans will pick me up as you informed them. I left, went out down the road twenty meters and sat under a tree next to the road in the shade.
Hundert meters away a checkpoint takes notice of me. Policeman comes over and asked what I am doing here. I just said I am waiting for the Soatransbus to pick me up. The Policeman walks up the road into the Police-station and comes back in a minute. " The Inspector is having his Lunchbreak and will drive you with his scooter to the Station! " The all knew me and the case.
Seconds after he comes, stops and with no word I sit behind him on the Scooter. The ride of shame for the Inspector to the station, I guess. Me no helmet and on that three Kilometers about 20 saluting hands up. At the station right on the entrance, no words exchanged, I walked off in the building. I should have asked them if they got any phone calls? No I did not.
Minutes after we drove pass the main Police-station, me as a free man not bribing them!
