Shadows of Suspicion
Chapter 92: Shadows of Suspicion
The Cambridge Port streets hummed with the quiet tension of late afternoon as Bayo, Adeola, Kofi, and Ama wound their way through the industrial neighborhood. Faded brick buildings loomed on either side, their weathered facades telling silent stories of years gone by. The setting sun painted long shadows across cracked sidewalks, stretching like dark fingers toward the small group.
As they passed, eyes followed their progress - wary glances from stooped figures on stoops, curious peeks through dingy curtains. The weight of unspoken hostility hung in the air, thick as the factory smoke that often blanketed the area. Bayo felt the prickle of awareness along his spine, noting how Adeola's shoulders tensed and Kofi's stride became more purposeful.