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Chapter 20: the storm
NARRATOR'S POV:
Somewhere in the busy streets of Ikeja, Lagos, an office story building, stood in the midst of the busy crowds and streets that never slept. The curtains of this story were opened and the top floor of the building with the large sign board written as 'THE ICS" was revealed.
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