Chapter One hundred and thirty two

The thirty minutes were shorter than he had anticipated, and with the assistance of the embedded computer in the car, he effortlessly navigated his way to the carefully structured city of Singer.

As he drove, he tried to remember some places or roads but discovered that most of the structures he was familiar with were either bulldozed off or renovated to look like something new. He remembered how the TV presenter had described Singer on a programme in the past year.

‘Singer, the capital of the famous Cartonica offers a home to all and many; businessmen and women, industrialists, students, entrepreneurs, and even thieves, loafers, and criminals will have somewhere to put their heads. Home to the Myers Dual Islands, one of the most beautiful chains of private islands in the region, it boasts the most entrepreneur-filled city of the year. When you are thinking tourism next, think Singer, the city of skyscrapers.’

He turned away from the busy motorway to the more private road that led