Audacity

I was en route to the Dansoman station at Circle last Saturday around 9 pm. I didn't notice him at first. I did when he drew closer, walking beside me within arm's length reach. He grabbed my left forearm and made a statement in Hausa, methinks. I thought he was an acquaintance and was ready to engage him in a conversation (not in Hausa), until I heard the word 'phone' in the statement and saw a jack knife.