Novels by Victor Nnamdi

Dale was surprised to find out that the area was now developed, new houses constructed along the street, a large supermarket was built near a fuel station with buyers rushing in and out the building. Dale wondered if it was there the whole time or if she was in a strange street."Where are we?" Dale asked

The loud sounds had jerked Dale back to life. She turned and found her guardian angel in great pain, her left arm gripped to the bullet wound at the right side of her waist. The two watched each other and though they looked in silence they spoke words of consolation. Dale began crying, she was sorry for the pain she had put her through. "Mum," was all she could say.

On hearing her last words, Dale forced her eyes open, frequently blinking to master the itchy liquids in her eyes and forcing her lens to focus. She found Zoe utterly naked standing before her. "You are crazy," Dale stated out of anxiety, but then Zoe maintained a stern look and pointed at the far end of the

“Out the room. Now!” Zoe screamed charging towards Dale.“Boss, please you’re gonna have to take things easy.” A man tried stopping her.

"Wow! That was deep, thanks boss." Zoe appreciated and began rubbing his face. "Well I needed that too, and really I love this place." He replied, scanning the ceiling.

"Wow!" Dale marveled at her skills but of course she did these sayings within her. "Please I'm sorry." He pleaded crying and shaking like a prey in the hands of a lion.