Chapter 4: The First Clue
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Amina’s apartment felt unusually silent that night, the kind of silence that pressed against your ears. She paced, phone clutched in her hand, replaying the cryptic text from earlier.
“Be careful who you trust. Not everyone sees things the way they appear.”
No sender, no number. Her stomach churned with unease. Lagos always had its shadows, but this… this felt deliberate.
Then her laptop pinged—a new email from an unknown address. Subject: “You saw me today. Did you notice?”
Her pulse quickened. She hesitated, then clicked. The message contained only one sentence:
“Check the reflection.”
She froze, scanning her apartment windows, then the glass door leading to the balcony. Her own reflection stared back at her, calm, ordinary… except in the corner of the glass, she could have sworn she saw a figure standing behind her, though when she spun around, no one was there.
Her phone buzzed again. Akin.
“Did you get my message?”
Amina’s heart skipped. Could it be him? Or someone else? Who could this be who texted me she asked herself wanting clarity but still could not get the actual answer to the question in her head
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