He had found her.
He had finally found her. A fellow teammate had returned from a visit to Lagos the year before, raving about a dinner he had attended at the presidential villa. The guy had shown them pictures on his Ipad and there she was. Wedged awkwardly between a diminutive young man and his teammate, her lips were parted as if she was saying something to the photographer. Her hair was long and swooped over her right eye. There were other pictures where she featured in the background or was looking away but he was certain she was the one. Edem couldn’t believe it. He had spent hours online looking for her on f*******: and other social media but she had remained untraceable. All he had managed to find was an old blog post which had mentioned her name in a paragraph. He had contacted t
