Chapter 31

10. 21 P.M.

Derek and Imogen are in an-electric Tesla Roadster sports car on their way to the Nigerian embassy.

'This is why I don't fancy electric cars." Imogen scoffed. "Can this thing even go any faster?"

"I take it you don't know this baby is faster than any street legal production car in the world. Fasten your seat belt and hold your belly." Derek smirks.

She fastens her belt and Derek taps the screen on the dashboard and selects Sports speed. The car surges forward and picks up speed to 60mph in 2 seconds.

"Damn, you want the cops give us a speed ticket?" She shrieked as her phone fell from her hand at the sudden speed.

"I told you. Has Amara picked up?" He increases the intensity of the air conditioner.

"No, this is the fifteenth time I'm trying her number." She said picking up her phone from the floor of the sports car.

"I just pray nothing bad happens to her! What about your arm? Does it still hurt?" He slows down as they approach a police checkpoint.