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Chapter 6

There was always at least hundred crates of egg in the store at the back of his house for old customers that come around every once in a while, so getting fifty crates for the woman was no problem. He had dropped off forty five crates at her fast food restaurant, and now he was on the way to the woman’s house, with one of their cleaners.

He didn’t usually handle delivery this way, but he believed that series of small events would probably lead to the big magical moment he had been waiting for, so he didn’t mind dropping off the eggs when she asked him. “Slow down sir, we will soon turn.” The skinny middle aged woman said. It was weird hearing her refer to him as ‘sir’ when he was positive she was at least ten years older than him.

They got off the express way onto a dirt road, and then drove for a couple of minutes before taking a right turn into a quiet street. “That’s the house. You can park anywhere.” The lady said and, pointing to a cream colored duplex, a few meters away from them on the right. He brought the SUV to a halt in front of the building gate and turned off the engine. “Please sir, you will take me back?” The lady asked as she unfastened her seatbelt. It was more like a rhetorical question. Efe nodded. She got out of the car, opened the back door and pulled out the crates of egg.

The gate was opened before she even got to it. She went in and he was about to pull out his phone from his jeans pocket and go through his messages when he heard the sound of a car horn. He shifted the rearview mirror so he got a good view of his right side, and he saw a white saloon car backing out of the house. He turned the key in the ignition, moved out of the way and parked in front of the next house. The car pulled out, was driving off at first, but slowed down and parked on the other side of the road a couple of meters away from him.

Although he hadn’t gotten a good look at her that night, he recognized her immediately she dropped from the car. There was no way he could miss that body; real curvy and thick. But she was wearing glasses and dressed very casual today. When it was clear to him she was coming over to see him, he dropped from the 4Runner, and straightened out the black denim shirt he had on. She was wearing a white camisole, brown colored skirt suit, with brown pumps too match.
“Hello sir.” She said as she approached him.
“Hey, how are you doing?” Efe said with a smile on his face.
She smiled back at him and said, “I guess you’ve met Kehinde. I’m Taiwo.”