“Good evening, ma,” he said.
“Good evening,” Chida replied as she sat down.
“My boss will be joining us shortly,” the man said.
Chida nodded.
“All right. Let’s wait.”
They exchanged a few words about the supposed event, but after a short while, the man’s phone buzzed.
He looked at it and stood up.
“Excuse me, ma. I will be back,” he said.
“Okay,” Chida replied.
He walked away.
Chida sat alone at the table.
A few seconds passed.
Then she felt a presence behind her.
A voice spoke.
“Good evening, Chida.”
Her body froze.
That voice.
Slowly, she turned.
Her eyes met his.
Okon.
He stood there, looking straight at her.
Chida could not move. Her heart began to beat fast.
“Brother,” she said, her voice low and unsure.
Okon pulled out a chair and sat down calmly.
“Yes,” he said.
Chida looked around, confused.
Then it hit her.
It was a setup.
Okon leaned slightly forward.
“You refused to answer my calls,” he said.
Chida looked down.
“I have been busy,” she started.
Okon stopped her.
“Don’t dare,” he said firmly.
Chida swallowed.
