“Did you see his face?” Tunde asked Impatiently.
“No.” The store owner said then tapped his finger on his chin, thoughtfully, “One thing I can’t forget is, his shoulders were visibly broad under his long black coat.”
“What else can you remember sir?” Tunde asked.
“Please think hard, your memory might save someone’s life.” I added.
“What? Did he kidnap someone?” the store owner asked stunned.
“Not really.” I said.
“What did he do then?” he asked curiously.
“Would you just give us an answer already?” Tunde lost it.
“Easy…” the store owner said. “He was wearing a black face cap and a black nose mask, which I thought was unusual. The visible skin between the face cap and face mask was caramel brown. And uhmm…”
“And what?” Tunde asked.
“His legs were quite long. I thought he w
