C26 Everyone on the hit

Everyone on the hit

“Yes, Auntie Uju isn’t it too early,” she murmured.

“We need to talk,” she whispered, peeping at Ferguson, who was in bed.

They went to the backyard. “Is that white man not wanted by the police? I thought you came back with a woman. I was scared when I saw him smoking by my window this morning.”

She breathed hard. “A long story that must be told, auntie