After the first batch of five hard lashes the question was asked again "who said chama?"
But the silence from the six of us suspects remained, this triggered the teacher to send James to go bring more canes.
At this moment a serious battle of thoughts took place in my mind, I contemplated between chucking the wanted criminal and taking the next batch of lashes whiles hoping that'd be the last.
In no time James rushed in with the canes, the teacher gave rules for the third round, charley the rules were too tough, he said 10 lashes without touching.
The first two guys took their share with vhim like old soldiers, the next three thugs didn't find it easy but got through, next was me.
Funny thing was all the other suspects were scared that I'd chuck the culprit before or during the caning but my mind was made up, I didn't want to be the one that broke the brotherhood code, after five hard lashes tears high in glucose flooded my cornea and I tried my best not to blink to unleash the tears as there were girls in the class.
6, 7, 8, 9 and I could hear myself sobbing but I vowed not to break the brotherhood code so I took the last one and started walking to my seat, the teacher shouted "where do you think you're going? Until I find the culprit I won't stop lashing you people" My heart skipped a beat and i said this by reflex "Abba Emma, if you say you're the one what will happen?" I wasn't ready to go the extra mile for the nigga.
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