It's a bit of a story…
Read episodes 1- 10 of The Darker Berry The first time they met she had been sitting across the hall from him, her red lips igniting the dimly lit room. He’d stared long and hard at her until she turned, conscious of being watched. He’d raised a glass, head slightly bowed in salute but she’d …
Read episodes 1- 9 of The Darker Berry here Breakfast was fries and scrambled eggs, prepared by Amra. She had also woken up before dawn and cleaned the entire house. When Umi came downstairs, she was served a steaming cup of tea. “I don’t do tea, Amra.” “It won’t hurt to say thank you, though.” …
He lingered at the entrance of the house for a few seconds, the sight before him uncomfortable to watch. Still he remained at the door, watching them hold each other. Chibuzor dragged her closer to himself even when she made to end the embrace, his hands stroking her back gently like a mother trying to …
“I know I told you I can handle this but I honestly don’t think I can.” “It’s not something you can’t handle.” “It’s murder. Murder is not something I want to handle.” “What changed?” She looked at him long and hard, her face expressionless. “Umi?” “Yeah?” “What changed?” This time, she looked away from him, …
When he got to his house this time, he did not have to go inside the building. Wasiu was standing outside the house, hands stuck in the pockets of his Ankara trousers while he paced the front of the building restlessly. There was weed stuck in his mouth but he was not smoking. Femi knew …
