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Copyright ©Oyinloye Oluwatosin Emmanuel, 2015 All Rights Reserved:

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DISCLAIMER: Characters included in this story are completely fictional. No similarity to any person either living or dead is intended or should be inferred.  

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PROLOGUE

It  was  a  Saturday,  the  Sun  shone  brightly  on  Etyle  City  and  the  wind  blew softly making  the day  unbearably  hot  for those  working  directly  under  the  sun  and crowded  offices  but  cool  for  those  under  shades.  The  City  was  silent  as it  used  to be by  mid  day,  only  few  cars  and  pedestrians  were  seen  on  the  road. Amarachi  paid  the cab  driver  as she  alighted  and  offloaded  her  luggage  just  at  the front  of  a  storey  building  according  to the  description  she  was  given.  She  brought  out her  phone  and  made a call to her  friend. In  less than  a  minute,  her  host,  Ini  walked  out  of  the  gate  of  the  storey  building. "  Ohhhh"  Ini  screamed  as she  rushed to  give  Amarachi  a  hug.  The  embrace  lasted  for almost  a  minute  after  which  Ini  helped her friend  with  the  luggage  and  led  her  into her  apartment. They chatted  happily as  they  walked  into the  house. Kolawuyi  Amarachi  Toyin  who had  just  finished  her  youth  corps service  had  come  in search  of  a  job  in  Etyle  City  and  planned to  live  with  her  Friend  Ini  until  she  gets  one and  becomes able  to  support  herself  and  stay  on  her  own.   Amarachi  had  been  friends with  Ini  from  their  primary  school  days,  they  attended the  same  primary  and  secondary schools and  were  known  to be  best  of  friends. Amarachi  was  twenty  three  and  was  only  younger than  Ini  by  four months.  The  little age  difference  between  their  ages made  them  more  compatible  and  as a  result worked,  played  and  shared  everything  together.  As  God  would  have  it,  it  happened that  they  also  read  the  same  course  in  the  University,only  that  Ini  had  gained admission  into the  university  before  Amarachi  and  had  graduated  a  year  before  her. Ini  had  no problem  getting  a  job  in the  City,  her  Dad  was  a  retired  commissioner  of the  state,  so  she  got  a  job  immediately  she  finished  her  youth  service. She  made contact  with  Amarachi  to come  apply  for  a  vacant  position  in  the  same  firm  where she  worked. "I'm  so  tired,  the  stress  in  this City  is too  much”,  Amarachi  said  as Ini  walked  her  into a  room  in  the  apartment.
"Sorry dear,  you  need  to rest  but  after  you  take  a  shower  and  eat,  go take  a  shower and  come to the  living  room  when  you  are  done"  Ini  said,  showing  her  the  bathroom. "I'll go prepare  something  for you  to eat  now." After some  minutes  of  waiting  without  Amarachi  showing  up  in  the  living  room,  Ini walked  to her  room  to find  her  fast  asleep  clothed  in  a  towel  only. "Hmmm,  she  must  be  very  tired"  Ini  thought  to herself and  walked  out  of  the  room.

CHAPTER ONE

Shouts of  joy  erupted  from  the  football  viewing  centre  as the  referee  blew the  final whistle.  Arsenal  Fc  had  just  won  their  first  European  Champions League  title;  it  had been  a  tough  match.   They  played  against  FC  Barcelona,  a  Spanish  club who  were  known  to have  won  the title  several  times.  The  Barcelona  team  played  hard  but  was  unable  to get  the  ball into the  net;  the  match  had  proceeded to  the  extra  thirty  minutes.  At  the  die minutes of  the  game,  defender  Puyol  had  mistakenly  sent  the ball pass  his team goalie  through  a  disastrous header  actually meant  to keep  the  ball out  of  the  box. "  Up  Gunners!!!"  Bode  hailed  as he  walked  out  of  the  centre  with  his friend  Frank. "  Na  Luck  una  use  win  jor" Frank  replied  him  in  pidgin  English. "Luck  or  no luck,  we  are  champions of  the  season" "Hahahaha,  haters  keep  hating,  we  are  the  champions" "See  you,  come  next  season  you  guys would  be  trashed  out  like  you  are  always trashed" Frank  and  Bode  were  flat  mates,  young  men  aging  twenty  four  and  twenty  six respectively. Their other  flat  mate,  Kelvin  who wasn't  a  lover  of  football  was left at home by  the  duo.  Kelvin  was  older  than  the  both  of  them,  he  was twenty  eight. The three  guys had  met  in  the university  and  became close  friends,  instead  of  renting several  single  rooms;  they  had  decided  to  stay  together  in  a  flat. Bode  and  Frank  walked  into the  house  and  met  Kelvin  fast  asleep  in  the  living  room, although  both  had  their  different  rooms,  they  slept  most  times  together  in  one  room chatting  and  sharing  their  day  experiences. “Kelvin,  what  did  you  prepare?  We  are  so  hungry  o"  Frank  said  to Kelvin,  waking  him up  from  sleep.
"You  want  to eat  again?  Aren't  you  filled  with  football  already?  "  Kelvin  asked jokingly,  "Go into the  kitchen,  you'll find  beans.  I'm  going  into my  room  to  sleep,  I have  to prepare  for Church  tomorrow  “Kelvin  said  and  walked  away from  them. Frank  and  Bode  rushed  into the  kitchen like  kids who  were  fighting  to get  a  toy.  This was  their  usual  manner;  the  first  person  to get  to the  pot usually  got  the  larger portion  of  food.

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