The New Governor’s Wife

Peter Abel sat in Chief Benson’s office the next morning and finished recounting his misadventure the night before. Benson slid the results of the preliminary police report across his desk. Abel opened it and read...

As Peter Abel stepped off his British Airways flight at Murtala Mohammed Airport, Lagos, he inhaled the familiar warm tropical air. As always, Abel was aware of a sweet smell that was stronger than even...

Whenever he saw himself in his dressing mirror, Camp was always thankful to God for allowing him to reach his diminutive height of five feet. Fat and chubby-faced, he was convinced he would have looked...

Twack!  Peter Abel’s dart burrowed into double eleven and he was out. Clarke swore and sat down on his stool, totally deflated. He and Abel had met here at the White Horse for the third...