The money was real.Heavy. He ducked into an alley and counted it with shaking fingers. Notes. Coins. More than he had earned in weeks of honest labour. He laughed—loud, reckless. …
The young man sat beside the beggar. Spread his shirt on the ground. Smiled. Smiled hard, teeth bared, face stretched into what he hoped was gratitude. He nodded at passersby, …
CHAPTER THREE Tunde burst out of the bush like a startled goat. “Holy Ghost fire!!” he screamed as he tore down the street. “I go read sign next time! I …
CHAPTER ONE The street lies quiet – too quiet for trouble. Morning dew cling to the grass like shy visitors refusing to go home. Birds flutter lazily from pole to …
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