Chapter 32

Chief Adejare surveyed his son from where he sat opposite him, trying unsuccessfully to hide his unease from his father's ever watchful eyes.

Chief Adejare had sent for his son, Dapo that day, using the opportunity of his wife's short absence to have a heart-to-heart talk with his only child, who, sadly, was not following in his father's legacy.

He had instructed their chef to make one of Dapo's favourite dishes of spaghetti risotto served with succulently spiced goat meat, just like Dapo liked it. He had topped it up with a chilled bottle of non-alcoholic wine.

Dapo had been pleasantly surprised when he sat at table with his father. Only his mother could have taken such great troubles to put a smile on his face like this but she was far away in Ilesa, their hometown, making preparations with the members of their families for his forthcoming wedding ceremony.

Dapo's tongue had been loosened by the hearty meal and he had chatted on rather unguardedly with his father in the course of the