The golden September sun had just set over the horizon of Abuja when six black cars pulled into Soludo street in Wuse 2. The Mercedes CLS 63 AMG was in front, closely followed by a matte black Range Rover E-vogue and a Rolls Royce Ghost. The last three cars were all Mercedes G63's.
The leading driver narrowed his eyes as he stared very closely at the house numbers. He had unfortunately forgotten which house he was supposed to lead the others to. The last time he had come here with his boss was three weeks ago, and that was the only time he had ever been to the house. He knew that the plate which showed the house number was chipped on the side, so he silently muttered a prayer as he slowly examined the houses carefully.
Meanwhile, the bride was sitting in the third car beside her sister S
