It was nearly one o’clock in the morning by the time Thomas returned to Nancy’s apartment. When he came through the door, he found her sitting up wide awake on the living room sofa. She...
“I hate to say I told you so, but —” “I know. You told me so.” Nancy giggled as Thomas wrapped his arm around her waist and kissed her cheek. They held hands like two teenagers experiencing...
Thomas had never been one to spend an inordinate amount of time worrying about how he looked. He was fortunate to possess reasonably clear skin and a pair of unguarded eyes. His hair rarely required...
“…and thus the future of Lagos has never looked brighter. Thank you.” Governor Tunji Taylor’s face appeared on the television screen that was mounted to the wall of the coffee shop. Nancy had not paid much...
Thomas spent the rest of the day and the entire night on the sofa. Every few minutes, he glanced back at the bedroom door, desperately wanting to open it, walk through it, and beg for...
“They could at least have let me in to retrieve my belongings.” “That’s when they would have arrested you.” Nancy rubbed Thomas’s tired shoulders. “How much stuff did you have in the flat?” she wondered. “I had...
The dark night sky flickered with the bright flashing lights on top of the law enforcement and medical vehicles that were now idling in front of the bank. Thomas and Fanni manoeuvred through the alley...
Thomas pulled himself out of bed and staggered into the bathroom. He had not slept as well as he had hoped he might. Although he wasn’t shaken by the nightmares that had plagued him so...
A comfortable breeze from the ocean blew across the CMS bus stop as Thomas enjoyed a day off from the underground scheming and anarchy that came with working for Kenny. He was still haunted by...
On the night of the results of the elections, Thomas decided to enjoy the commentaries at a local bar. “The gubernatorial contest between Aditti Lawrence and Tunji Taylor is still too close to call.” All of the...