Just then she overheard the rustling engine of a car with two hooted horn. She dashed to the door, dragging smiles that gave way for brown teeth. Like a rat being chased by a cat, Nku walked in, looking all flashy; he would not want to keep Sen. Madu waiting at home. Opula was kept back by his luxurious looks. Her eyes stared like an albino’s, assessing Nku, from his Marc Jacob sunglasses to his Armani Jeans Tracksuit, down to his Burberry Chrono Watch and Gucci Bee Sneakers.

Nku pranced forward with arms wide opened, “Come on baby. Aren’t you going to hug me?”he said, hugging Opula forcibly.

Opula was...