It was early morning in the city of Owerri. Soft light spread across the sky as a black luxury car stood outside a five-star hotel.
Inside one of the hotel rooms, Mr. Okon sat silently on the edge of the bed.
He had arrived in the country late the night before.
Twelve years.
That was how long he had been away.
He had left as a young man full of dreams, searching for a better life outside the country. Now he was back, but he was no longer the same man who had left.
He was now a wealthy CEO.
He looked at his watch, then slowly stood up.
“Today, I will go home to visit my mother,” he said to himself.
He had planned to go home the night before, but it had been too late. So he waited until morning.
A few minutes later, he walked down from the hotel.
