Seven hours later, it was a cloudy morning, after gathering the remaining survivors and clearing the chuchoteurs in the surrounding everyone was exhausted, they made tents outside the destroyed building, Iyabo went in one of the tents with a file on her hand, Ola, Russell and Felix were talking, Iyabo came in, in her face they could see traces of tears mark on her cheek, she cried all day seeing the causality she had recorded,
she saluted, “Sir we have done the accountability and responsibility of all. Sir!”
Ola looked behind her, “Okay,” he stretched his hand towards Iyabo to collect the file from her hand, Iyabo gave it to him,
Ola looking at the file, “How is the Chairman condition,” Russell asked, Iyabo stared down as her hand gripped onto her uniform,
“He didn’t make it, rig
