FORTY FIVE: A DEAL
"Let's strike a deal. I'll give you a cheque of three million naira and you sign a contract to leave Francis for good " - Mrs Ikechukwu. † † † Pushing the gate carefully to avoid the annoying squeaking sound, she succeeded in leaving the hospital, unnoticed. Still in her hospital gown - looking like a mental deranged patient that just escaped the asylum - she stopped a taxi cab; pleading with the driver passionately to take her to Garden avenue where the company was based. The driver who was an elderly man stared at her intently like she had asked for the impossible. "Please sir, it's very important. Please, I beg you, sir." Finally, he agreed but not without grumbling and raining insults on her. After some agonizing minutes of listening to his rants, he finally dropped her in front
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