Shaba Boss could not bring herself into harming Ify, Ben’s wife. The woman had done nothing to her except that she stood an obstacle to her desire of becoming a rich wife that would drive about in any car of her choice and wear expensive clothes too. The major work at hand was Jack. As for him, she had got the cigarette ready for the ride of his life. At 4.30 a.m., she woke up and lighted a cigarette. That idea was the most effective one that could support her intentions.
When the smell hit Jack’s nostrils, he inhaled lungfull and stirred awake. Shaba got up and walked to the window but Jack called her back.
“Darling, you are up so early?”
Jack calling her darling angered Shaba. She ignored him. Instead, she brought out the cigarette with trembling hands from her breast.
“You want to s
