The conference room was considerably larger than what one would normally expect from a high school. It had to be. Twelve people were present.

Seven key appointment holders occupied the left side of the central table. Among them were Mr. Adeleke, Mr. Fayemi, Mrs. Adeshakin, and four others.

At the opposite end sat the Principal in the host's seat, with his secretary positioned beside him, ready to document everything that would be said through the use of her art.

Three councilmen appeared as projections on the conference room monitor. The meeting had barely begun when the Principal gave his first directive.

“Mr. Adeleke.” Every eye turned toward him.

Adeleke straightened....