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Chapter Fourty-five

Author: Christopher Ogunmakin
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A few hours later, the detective was driving through the suburbs of Maryland, six years since he got transferred to the metropolitan city of Lagos and fifteen years of service in the police enforcement, he’d have thought he ought to have gotten used to the infamous Lagos traffic but he knew if he could not get used to it, he was sure nobody can.

The traffic gridlock could be so bad at times, moving at a snail pace that a destination that would have taken an hour could take three, at first, one would think that the reason for the gridlock hold-up was the incompetence of the traffic law enforcement agency but the truth was that Lagosians are impatient. 

For instance, they were only law-abiding under the watching eyes of a traffic officer but as soon as nobody’s watching, they flaunt traffic rules, finding ways to create extra grid lanes, ignored the speed limit and the traffic lights and were only sorry when they got caught and fined.

But the reas

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