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Chapter 104: Yoruba Driver
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Lagos, 2020
HI! IT IS MARIA. UJU IS DEAD.
9 13 9 19 19 21
SEE YOU SOON!
Ifenna quipped, his voice unruffled as he said nothing, but thought about the words Maria had sent to him. What did the numbers mean to her? What did the numbers in her text mean to him?
Everyone in the taxi turned and stared at him.
Ifenna didn’t know what to think. He didn't know why they were staring at him.
"This is the airport," the Yoruba driver said, drawing Ifenna's attention to one of Nigeria's pride. "You have got one strong voodoo to think you can leave this country despite all the crises going on."
Ifenna frowned. "How much is your money?"
"One thousand naira," the Yoruba driver responded.
"That is too much," Ifenna protested.
"It is, sir," the Yoruba driver smiled. "You should put all the blame on the stupid government that has refused to provide us useful jobs instead of
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