Lena froze by the window, her son tight against her chest. The baby had stopped crying and was now staring at her with wide eyes."Damian, someone is watching us," she whispered.Damian came to the window and shifted the curtain just a little. The black Hilux was still there, parked under the mango tree opposite their gate. The headlights were off, but he could see the red glow of a cigarette inside."EFCC," Damian said quietly. "Or Tunde's people. We don't have time."Mama Nkechi came out of the boys' quarters, holding a small Ghana-must-go bag. "I pack small clothes for baby, madam. And diapers."Lena took the bag with shaking hands. "Mama, you have to go to your sister's place in Mararaba. Don't stay here. If anyone comes and asks, you didn't see us."Mama Nkechi nodded, scared. "Oya, I go now. Make God protect una."Damian grabbed his own small duffel bag from the wardrobe. Inside was cash, dollars and naira wrapped in a towel, his international passport, and a brown envelope that
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