"Around midnight on Saturday 11 November (make that Sunday 12 November), I drove into a band of armed robbers somewhere in Lekki.
Before then I, Otunba of the Lagos Night, had never – not in my seven or so years in this city – run into armed robbers. I knew, in that instant, these ones were not 'friends'. I'm used to running into my 'friends' at night in Lagos.
Nigerian policemen, evil as they are, don't haul you out of your car – without first asking for identification and 'papers'. They don't bark insane orders menacingly at a lone male in his car, don't surround a lone male with AK47s pointed at him, don't collect his car keys, don't strip him of his watch, don't empty his pockets in seconds. Yes, they ask you to open your boot; will ask you what the suitcase in the boot contains. But Nigerian policemen don't ask you to get into the boot. They don't slam the boot shut. They don't pile into your car and drive off with you in the boot.
I know Nigerian policemen can be crazy and all. We'll talk about that another time.
I spent the next hour in the boot of my car, unsure of my fate, unsure if these were car-snatchers, or something worse."
Tolu Ogunlesi
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