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Chapter Five: Fracture
Lagos – Seven Years Ago It was a Saturday. Ogun was en-route to meet Efe for lunch. Something she’d insisted on after weeks of missed calls and rain-checked promises. Midway through traffic, his phone buzzed violently on the dashboard, an unknown number. “Engineer Ogun Wale-Thomas? This is LUTH Hospital. Are you the next of kin Continue reading
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Chapter Three: Buried
Ogun didn’t wait. He recognised them instantly. The two guys playing draughts beside the P.O.S stand. Faces now covered, but their clothing and build remained the same. Two shadows. Two flanking angles. One breath. He stepped sideways and dropped into a ‘Sul position’ just as the first assailant burst through the side door. Tactical grip, Continue reading
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