06/12/2025
“We will ab0rt the baby and take her k!dney once we reach the new warehouse,” Solomon said to the doctor as they moved down the road.
They were getting close to the POLICE checkpoint, closer to finishing their ev!l plan—when suddenly a police officer lifted his hand and signaled them to stop.
Solomon swallowed hard. His throat felt dry.
Doctor Felix’s fingers shook.
“Good evening officers,” Solomon forced a smile.
But one officer, Inspector Daniel, stared at the two men longer than usual.
“Oga, open your boot.”
Solomon froze.
Doctor Felix froze.
“We don’t have anything there,” Solomon said desperately.
“I SAID open your boot!” the officer repeated, louder this time.
Solomon’s hand trembled as he unlocked it. Slowly, he lifted the boot door…
The officers’ eyes widened.
There—lying helplessly inside—was Miracle, unconscious, her small body squeezed like luggage.
“Jesus Christ!” Inspector Daniel shouted. “A CHILD?!”
Before Solomon could run, two officers grabbed him. Another officer pushed Doctor Felix to the ground and handcuffed him.
“Help her! Please help her!” one shouted.
Miracle was rushed out of the boot and carried gently into a patrol van. Within minutes, the police were speeding toward the nearest hospital.
Grace, who had been rescued by neighbors and brought to the same hospital, burst into tears when she saw her daughter being carried inside.
“Miracle! My baby!” she cried, hugging her tightly.
She looked up at the officers with shaking hands.
“Is she alive? Please tell me she’s alive!”
“She is alive, madam,” the doctor said. “The injection only made her sleep. She will be fine.”
Grace fell to her knees thanking God.
“Thank you, Jesus… thank you…”
After a few hours, Miracle finally opened her eyes.
“Mummy…” she whispered weakly.
Grace hugged her, crying uncontrollably.
“I’m here, my child. You’re safe. Nobody will ever hurt you again.”
Miracle cried softly in her arms.
Solomon and Doctor Felix were taken straight to the station.