AS soon as the black coloured BMW screeched to a halt in front of the tall skyscraper building, a guard instantly came down from the front and then proceeded to open the back door.

He did and Oswald Dino Escobar alighted, looking all exquisite and dreamy in his neatly ironed Italian black suit, and very dark googles. Still standing by the car, he ran his left hand through his very dark curly hair as he glanced around the environs.

As expected, they were people parambulating about, going in and out of the building, and glancing intermittently at him. He scoffed, ignoring their glances.

The guard who had opened the door...