Chief Iwuchukwu paced around his luxurious master bedroom in agitation. This was not good, he muttered to himself. This was not good at all. Had he not contributed thousands… no, millions of naira to the party’s coffers? Had he not, as a result, been promised that he would be selected as the party’s candidate for … Continue reading Dirty Business
Wasiu Afolabi perched on the hard-worn seat of the minibus as it rattled and rumbled through the night on its way from Lagos to Ilorin. In the dim light around him, he could see that most of the other passengers were either dozing or fast asleep, completely impervious the the jerking motions of the bus. … Continue reading Co-operate!