Yemi stood in his office, staring at the city skyline, his mind a chaotic storm. The weight of Lola’s revelations sat heavily on his chest, like an anchor dragging him down into murky waters. Desmond had betrayed him—there was no doubt about that. The evidence had been undeniable. The transactions, the emails, the recorded conversation with Victor. It all pointed to one thing.
Desmond wasn’t just disloyal. He was a cancer, one that had been feeding off Yemi’s trust for years.
And yet, something wasn’t adding up.
Lola had been meticulous in her investigation, but Yemi couldn’t shake the feeling that there was another hand at play. Someone else was working behind the scenes, orchestrating his downfall with precision.
Desmond was dangerous, but was he really working alone?
A sharp knock
