So the three of us went to the bank and the teller asked me for the receipt I finally opened my fist and found that the receipt had been mangled beyond repair due to the profuse sweating. I couldn't get the money and as the three of us were walking out of the bank I saw the wheel spinning guy. He walked up to me and handed me a cheque for the money and asked,"Why did you run away?" I didn't know what to say. By now for some reason the man who had been chasing me disappeared. The inspector then drove me to his house so that I would be safe from the hoodlums after my money. We got to an old decrepit house and I saw a few women and kids running around busy going on with their lives.
One of the women guided me to a large room with a big bed in the middle of it. I lay down tired and asked the woman about the kids and the other women in the house. The woman said they were all wives of the inspector. The inspector had seven wives. Six of them got along with each other while the youngest seventh one was not very well liked because she was very westernised in her dress, views and she even worked as a journalist. She took up all the time of the inspector and the other wives particularly didn't like the music that she listened to so loudly in her room. I thought to myself," Imagine having seven wives and so many kids. No wonder he wanted a bribe. it must be difficult to take care of all of them." I felt sorry for the inspector.
All the women went away and I saw the inspector drive away in a Jeep. It suddenly struck me that I could have run away. So I snuck out of the house and decided I had enough money to fly anywhere I wanted. So I got to the airport and sat in a plane. I was very happy that I was going away from that place though I had neither any idea nor care about where I was going.