CHAPTER 15 - The First Test
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It didn’t take long.
Adjoa never rushed.
But she never delayed either.
The opportunity came quietly.
Amina had been assigned to assist in preparing one of the smaller banquet rooms. It wasn’t a major event, but it still required precision.
Everything had to be arranged perfectly.
Every item placed with intention.
“Amina.”
She turned at the sound of her name.
Adjoa stood behind her, composed as always, her presence commanding without effort.
“Yes?” Amina replied carefully.
“I need you to take this to the west wing,” Adjoa said, handing her a small wrapped item.
Amina hesitated.
“I was told to finish here.”
Adjoa’s expression didn’t change.
“And I am telling you to do something else.”
The air tightened.
Amina glanced around.
No one intervened.
No one questioned.
Because Adjoa didn’t get questioned.
Amina nodded slowly.
“Yes.”
She took the item.
As she walked away, something felt… off.
Not obvious.
Just enough to make her uneasy.
But she continued.
Because refusing wasn’t an option.
The west wing was quieter.
Less crowded.
Amina followed the directions she had been given, stopping outside a closed door.
She hesitated.
Then knocked.
No response.
She knocked again.
Still nothing.
Frowning slightly, she reached for the handle.
The door opened easily.
Inside, the room was empty.
Amina stepped in cautiously.
“Hello?”
No answer.
She placed the item on a nearby table, her unease growing.
Something wasn’t right.
And she was beginning to understand that in places like this—
Nothing ever went wrong by accident.
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