Four years had passed since she left school. And she'd thought that anything she had with him was over. But as she stared at the WhatsApp message from the unknown number, she knew that her past has come back to haunt her. But she knew what she had to do. She wasn't going to allow him to harm her again. Not after... everything.

The message had told her to pick a location and bring the sum of five million naira in five hundreds to the place. This was the second time he was blackmailing her. The first time had been a two years after she had graduated, when she was about to get married to Obiora. They'd met then and he had requested for two million naira and a slice of her body again. She had agreed to his terms because she had seen the video footage he had; he had had the nerve to record one of their sex encounters in his office.

"That man is a disease!" Angela spat out. "He is like cancer. And there's only one way to treat such a disease."

She immediately dialed the number and he picked up on the third ring. "Come to the abandoned warehouse by the outskirts of the city by 6.30pm. Your money will be ready by then," she told the man at the other end of the line.

"Good, good," he gushed, "maybe we could also... eh... catch some fun. You know you wouldn't want your husband to know what we know. It won't—"

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