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March 22, 2018This was not the plan. She paced all over her room, intermittently stopping mid-pace to glance from the wall clock to the phone in her hand, then resumed pacing. Why wasn’t she picking her calls or replying her messages?...
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March 15, 2018Jaja sat on the terrace in the beach apartment he was renting, sipping on the cold mai tai in front of him, enjoying the sea breeze. He could spot Anita on the beach,making her way towards the apartment. The...
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March 8, 2018Revenge they say, is a dish best served cold but then, I wouldn’t know, I like my meals spicy hot. People think I’m mean, when all I do is look out for my family. Jaleel is weak and...
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February 22, 2018Armani No! This cannot be. It’s not true. Jaleel could never hurt a fly, talk less of kill my parents. I refused to believe what this paper said, even though somewhere at the back of my mind I had...
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February 1, 2018There was a dead man laying on the rug, and Armani stared at him, unshaken , with a smug smile, feeling content and working out ways to make this look like what it wasn’t: A suicide. Abuja, 1993....
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