Iniquity belched and rubbed his small protruding stomach. He had not eaten like that in two years. He enjoyed Igbo and Calabar soups more than the miyan kuka[...]
“Gentlemen,” Jide Falomo began, Iniquity and Wasiu stole my pot of soup. The soup was three minutes to be done and they emptied it into a container and[...]
Mr Cosmas, Mr Kingsley and Jide accosted the strangers with the police officer. “Gentlemen and ladies please how may we help you?” “We got a distress call that[...]
They got to their rooms and Sister Esther went down on her knees in the middle of bedroom and lifted her hands into the ceiling and spoke. “Father![...]