CHAPTER 52
We sat like that for a while—Chen’s hands wrapped around mine, steadying me as the weight of my confession settled between us. The silence was no longer heavy; it was grounding. He didn’t rush me, didn’t press for more than I was ready to give.
Eventually, I spoke. “You said you have people watching. Do you think they saw who was behind the attack tonight?”
He leaned back, running a hand along the back of his neck. “I’ve already called two of my most trusted men. They’re combing through Elelenwo now, tracing every camera and possible witness. But whoever that guy was—he knew what he was doing. That wasn’t a random hit.”
“He was sent to scare me off,” I murmured, my voice low. “Or kill me.”
Chen nodded. “You’re getting close, Uche. Too close for their comfort. Which means we
