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Tony was seated on a sofa in his living room. He was bent over with the elbows of both hands on his knees and his head locked within both arms. The last few lines of his conversation with Alex a few days before his traditional marriage with Miriam made an extemporal visit to his mind.
It was a busy day, the day of the traditional marriage. Miriam sat on a stool indoor as two distant relatives decorated her with henna and jewels. Both of them had on their face a look like they would rather be somewhere else.“Ki zauna kuma bari muyi wannan abin.
The evening breeze was cool and refreshing, far cooler than anything Tony had felt in days. Despite how alluring the atmosphere was, Tony was anything but relaxed.Yes, he came prepared. He'd calculated his moves and had rehearsed the method of approach he'd propos
CHAPTER 9A MEETING OF TWO VICTIMS
Alex walked into the house and met unsettled Tony pacing up and down the living room with a look on his face that made him wonder if he had missed something big. They usually come home together after work, but today, he had to attend to an important issue in town which explained why they came home separately, and meeting Tony like this was a bit scary. The look on his face was like that of someone that's about losing his mind plotting a huge plan.
The day had been hectic and stressful, making matters worse was the sun whose heat seems to be at its peak at the moment.