Aside from the fact that we were in Lagos, this scene felt familiar. The way Rowan suddenly increased the speed and the urgency in the air was the same. It was then I realized what was happening. " Are we being followed?" I asked, panic surging through my body at that realization.
" Yes, darling. Call your parents for me, will you?" He requested. Though we were in a state of urgency, he remained calm like nothing was going wrong.
Quickly, I failed my mother's number. It rang but she didn't pick up. Her phone was probably buried far in her bag for her to hear it ring.
Figuring my father was the one on the wheel, I called my brother. He didn't pick up the call! Why were they suddenly not picking up the calls when they needed to? A little frustrated, I called my friend, Celine. Guess what. She didn't pick up the call. My last hope was to call my father. Even when I knew he was on the wheel.