NIGERIA
Abuja, Gwarimpa.
Gwarimpa estate. Block 012.
Mr Johnson walked out from the door slowy, he was dressed in casuals, and his face looked really bitter that one could tell he was bothered about something. He sighed, his hands on his back, and he walked to and fro using his feet to dig the carpet grass under him. He raised his left and stared at his wrist watch, it was getting late, another sigh came out from his mouth and quickly, he approached his Toyota Camry with his key on his hands.
He pressed a soft part on the key and the car beeped twice, then he made a proper and thorough inspection on his car to avoid what happened the last time. Everything was set, the tires pumped, the engines intact, and he smiled before dragging the door open, but something prevented him from enterin
