The team decided to dig into the evidence first. Riyanah plugged the drive into her laptop, and the screen flickered to life. Files and folders spilled out, a treasure trove of data.
Zara whipped up a makeshift workstation, and the team got to work. Hours passed, the tension building as they uncovered layer upon layer of encrypted files.
Aisha finally cracked a folder, her voice hushed. "Guys, look at this."
A map of Lagos, with pinpoint markers on key infrastructure – power grids, telecoms, transport hubs.
Kwame's eyes narrowed. "Adama's planning something big. This is a blueprint for disruption."
Amara's voice was flat. "She's targeting Naija's lifelines. We need to warn the authorities."
Riyanah nodded, already dialing. "I'll get the NSA on the line."
But as they waited, Amara's mind whirled. What was Adama's endgame? And what did she really want?
The phone call ended, Riyanah's expression grim. "They're on it. But we need to find Adama, now."
Aisha looked up from her screen. "I've got a possible location. A warehouse in Lekki."
The team exchanged looks, the clock ticking.