Chapter 97

• “You think this is over?” Kemi’s voice sliced through the chaos, sharper than the edge of a knife. The men in black suits had surrounded us, their eyes cold and focused. But in the midst of the madness, all I could focus on was Funmi—her hand still tightly clutched in mine, her steady breath as she refused to let fear take control.
• “I don’t think it’s over,” I said, my voice calm, even though my heart was racing. “I know it’s over, Kemi.”
• She stepped closer, her heels clicking against the concrete floor. Her gaze flickered to John, and then back to me. “You really think these hired thugs are going to help you? Do you think they can save you?”