Chapter 1: The price of power
The sun has not yet risen over lagos, but olaitan Williams was already awake.
From the glass walls of his penthouse in ikoyi he watched the city breathe _the
early danfo buses, the distant horns, the restless hum of a city that never truly sleeps.
Lagos was hungry.And so was he, his phone buzzed no the marble table beside him
Unknown number,he stared at it for three seconds before answering.
Mr olaitan "the voice said smoothly."your shipment at Apapa port has been delayed.
Olaitan's jaw tightened."delayed" he repeated calmly "or seized"?
A soft chuckle came from the other end"in Nigeria sir, those words are sometimes the same.
He ended the call without another word.behind him, the TV flickered with the early morning news.
The ticker at the bottom read. Olaitan global commodities under investigation for tax irregularities.
Olaitan exhaled slowly.This wasn't a coincidence someone was making a move.