Chapter 62
Farida stared through the windscreen of Kurt’s Ford SEL at the black wrought-iron gate, just like Kurt’s, shielding Leke’s home in Northern Foreshore Estate in Lekki. In the gathering dusk, she couldn’t see much of the house behind the gate, only a shadowy shape. Was it also like Kurt’s?
Kurt rolled his car to a stop behind Leke’s Lincoln Navigator. Gazing through his side-window, he powered down the engine of his car.
“What’s happening?” She asked, glancing at her husband.
Kurt shook his head and said distractedly, “There’s a car blocking the gate.”
Farida twisted her head to the left and gazed forward. Yes. A yellow Mercedes Benz was parked parallel to the gate, impeding access through it. The golden lights shining from its headlamps cut a swathe through the bluish evenin
