I see the sun casting it's beautiful, welcome lights over the horizon.
I think it's daybreak, and the morning ushers in a new dawn accompanied by the sun, bringing it's gift of rich, nourishing vitamin D.
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Sunlight from the morning sun filtered into the room. Moyosore parted the curtain drapes slightly and said a quick prayer of thanks when she saw it was daybreak. The two burglars soon scurried away, leaving the way they had come with many of Mrs Williams, Moyosore's mother valuables. They made away with all her mother's expensive gold and her pieces of diamonds. She only started taking an interest in diamond collection, and had accquired a few of very expensive, bank breaking, and 
Moyosore chuckled a bit at the mere thought of how heartbroken her mother would be when she discovered the theft. It serves her right, and she couldn't stop herself from giggling. It's not like it will take her long to replace the missing pieces, but Moyosore couldn't wait to see her mother's reaction. The woman was extra and she liked to think she was untouchable, this theft was going to rattle her for sure.
"I was upstairs in the attic when it all happened." Moyosore answered the lead police officer's question.
"When did you realize there were thieves in the house? Or did you know when they came in?"
"I'm not sure. I remember that it was the sound of glass breaking that woke me up. I can't say exactly when they came in, sorry. I was too scared to check the time."
"You were in the attic throughout the duration of the robbery, correct? And you can't describe any of them?"
"Yes, I told you already. I was too scared to take a peep."
"Sorry, I'm just doing due diligence. Even the slightest information matters. You are very lucky, I must say. Lucky that they didn't come into the attic, lucky that you were not discovered and harmed."
"If only you hadn't been so sturbbon. If only you had followed us on the trip." Her mother, Mrs Williams scolded her. "Only God know what would have happened if they had found you out. I shudder to think of what the outcome would have been."
"I'm fine, Mum. What's the fuss?"
"I told you to go back home with three of your security, whoever thought that you would ditch them? The country is unsafe, I keep telling you all the time. There are little thieves and thugs who would rather steal than earn an honest living. We live in a dangerous world, darling. The earlier you know that, the better." Mrs Williams fumes hotly.
"Well, maybe there wouldn't be so much thieves and thugs if all of you politicians would stop siphoning public funds. How about you create jobs so the little thugs and thieves wouldn't have to steal? All you care about is holidaying and spending ridiculous amounts of money on irrelevant things. Frankly, I just want to live a normal life. Why do I need security if everything in the country was going on as it should be? I'm tired of this lifestyle, can't you all do better? These thieves are people's children too. I doubt anyone would take robbery as a profession if they had a good enough job....."
"Shut it right there, young lady. You are overstepping your bounds. How dare you talk to your mother that way? You should be grateful for the opportunity you have instead of complaining. Do you know how many people will kill to be in your shoes right now." Mr Williams, her father, the local government chairman of their local government who had been watching her exchange with her mother thundered, stamping his feet on the floor.
Moyosore of course, stopped talking and an uncomfortable silence descended on the living room, it lasted for about five minutes while Moyosore stared daggers at her parents.
The three policemen who had come for the investigation exchanged uncomfortable looks and their leader resumed his questions when he felt it was safe to continue.
"Mrs Williams, how much do you estimate the total cost of your jeweleries to be?"
Mrs Williams scratched her head and shook it. "I'm not sure, I'll have to check the invoices and receipts. My gold should be worth about 35 million naira, and my new diamond collection should be about 70 million naira. It might be more, I'll have to confirm."
The officers exchanged wide eyed, open mouthed glances and quickly composed themselves.
"So, your jeweleries are the only things missing from the house right?"
"Yes."
"Okay, then, we'll do our job and begin investigations, I can assure you the burglars will be caught. They did a sloppy job which shows they are not professionals. It was just a crime of opportunity, the opportunity being that the public was aware of your vacation. Do you suspect anyone by the way?"
The couple shake their heads, in the negative while Moyosore ignored the question.
"Okay then, I'll just get the footage of the cctv recording for that night, and we'll begin our investigation from there."
"Please, meet with my head of security for that. He's been briefed, he'll cooperate fully."
"Have a great day now, sir and ma." The police officers file out of the living room.
"And what's so funny to you?" Mrs Williams asks Moyosore when she noticed a smile plastered on her face.
"Sorry, Mum, it's wrong timing, I just remembered something."
"Get out of here, and go to your room. You weren't any help anyway." Her father commanded, pointing to the stairs.
She stands and leaves, making her way up the stairs, the smile still plastered on her face.
If only they knew, last night was unarguably the scariest night of her life. She kept praying for the dawn to come so the thieves can leave.
She learned so many things from that night of course but the most important things is that the masses are suffering.
Her father like so many other politicians have diverted public funds for their own personal use, leaving poor people and people in the middle class to continue suffering. The poor keep getting poorer, and the rich keep getting richer. The two thieves were amateurs, and she could tell. She watched them on her phone all through the duration of the robbery. She was logged into the cctv on her phone and saw everything. She even listened to their conversation and felt moved.
One of them, a taxi driver had a wife who had breast cancer and needed a surgery urgently. He had no where to turn to, and he read it on the social media that the local government chairman and his family were going for a three week holiday in Zanzibar with public funds of course.
The rich upper class have access to the best medical treatment money can buy outside the country, while the masses are left to wallow in poverty and die of misfortune, having lived their entire existence in misery.
Everyone knows about the insane jewelry collection of the chairman's wife, and the taxi driver got led by the devil to call his sibling to accompany him. He didn't even think it through, or perhaps he couldn't because of the urgency involved. He couldn't watch his wife die, and desperate times calls for desperate measures.
The police investigation didn't yield anything, Moyosore made sure of that. That was the reason for her smile that day. She knew the men were both going to be caught and made scapegoats of because of her mother's vindictive nature, so she lent a helping hand to them. As soon as they left, she erased all the surveillance footage from the cctv that night and wiped all the surfaces she watched them come in contact with using a duster and a few tools, wearing gloves on her hands.
It was just their luck that she was studying to be a forensic analyst outside the country and knew how to make evidence disappear.
The police were frustrated, and conceded grudgingly to themselves that the thieves were not amateurs as they had earlier thought.
Mrs Williams replaced most of her jeweleries in no time, but Moyosore was satisfied that she was at least able to strike her where it hurts.
Mrs Williams was so angry that the thieves were never caught and it almost drove her mad. She had been made a fool of, something she detested greatly, and she always dished out revenge. Everyone around her knew she never left a slight unpunished. This time, she couldn't fight an unseen enemy, so, she resigned to fate.
Moyosore really hopes that Abu the taxi driver, and his sibling, Gandhi put the proceeds they make from selling the jewelry to good use.
Calling each other by their names was another rookie mistake, and they would surely have been caught had she not intervened. They were just stupid and very lucky. They had lots of luck on their side, especially since the pieces they stole were not customized and untraceable.
Her mother never thought that anyone who dare steal from her. "Who did she think she was by the way?" She wondered inwardly to herself.
Even though that night was the scariest in her life, when she felt exposed, vulnerable and defenseless, she was happy at the outcome. Her parents especially her mother was due for a lesson. Did they change, no they didn't at least, her mother took care to stop flaunting most of her jewelry in public.
After that incident, Moyosore who was never a morning person started jumping up from bed each day to ensure she sights the morning sunlight, the breaking of a new dawn. It really was a gift to wake up everyday to see the breaking of a new day. So many things could have gone wrong had she been discovered and she has learnt not to ever take day break for granted.