The kingdom capital was alive, loud, and intimidating.
She hailed a taxi and slid inside, trying not to look out of place. "This address," she said, telling him slowly as if unsure.
He glanced at it, then at her. His eyes lingered a moment longer than necessary, but he said nothing. With a small grunt, he started the engine and pulled into the road.
Nnenna's heart picked up. The silence inside the taxi felt heavy. Her palms grew damp, and for the first time, the weight of what she was about to do truly pressed down on her.
There was no turning back now. She had to go through with the plan.
The drive felt too fast, though the driver hadn't gone over the speed limit once. Every passing building blurred into the same anxious haze.
Nnenna's fists clenched in her lap. She wasn't in the mood for sightseeing; her mind was too loud.
The taxi finally slowed and stopped.
"This is as close as I can take you," the driver said flatly.
