HAVOC NIGHTSPOT, DAR, 2020
The clock on his wrist read 0001 hrs. Leo was twitchy. His mind focused on a man sitting alone around the table, few meters from them. The electric beats and cool music from the club’s DJs didn’t catch his attention. The half-n***d females dancing crazily deep in the club’s lights didn’t catch his eye. In these places this generation, a c****m is just a glass slipper. You slip it on when you meet a stranger. You dance all night, and then you throw it away. He thought.
“You said that’s the man who can help us get in the post office, what are we waiting for?” Leo said.
“I’ve arranged a flight for your mother. She’ll be here by tomorrow.” SJ said.
“Thanks, ma’am. It’s getting late, we should talk to the man and see if he can help.”
“You should be there when the
