I smiled, Baba was at work, and there was already an uproar in the city of Abidjan. I ordered the chauffeur who picked me up to go slow so I could hear people speak their pieces.
The location was revealed in Baba’s news, so, people were taking bikes and cabs, heading towards the location, to break it down on behalf of the government who was rather dishing out some lies to retain the property for future use.
I laughed.
“Follow them to where they are heading,” I ordered the chauffeur.
“Ma’am?” he asked.
“You heard me clear enough, man,” I said while looking out through the window.
He followed them. police vans were also heading down the same location, to take glory for what they didn’t do. We stopped where there was space, and I alighted.
“Officer,” I called at a polic
