The ride was torturous because all Tony could think about was his sister’s body lying in his living room; he didn’t think he could see her in that state and be able to go for his presentation in a good state of mind. If only there was a way for him to get the document without going into that house. “Maybe I can recreate the document” he thought.
Browsing: Presentation day
He thought about convincing his boss to let him go for the presentation alone but he already knew that it was going to be futile; his boss hated him and everything he said to him sounded like shit in his ears. So what was he going to do? Rush into his house, get the document and rush out. Surely, there was nothing that was going to make Mr. Henry want to enter his house.
Tony was a thirty year old man living on his own in Abuja, he was born and raised in Kaduna; he used to be one those who vowed that they were never going to leave Kaduna but when his dear mother died two years ago, Kaduna was not the same again; so he left.