"Do you know any guy that drives a Mercedes Benz?" Chuka asked idly as they ate. He had taken her to a bukka hut not very far from her workplace where they could get really nice and affordable African delicacies. He was eating semo and egusi soup, while Kathleen settled for a plate of Banga rice and assorted meat since it had been quite long since she last ate that and had been craving it.
"Huh? Yeah, my boss owns a black Mercedes car. Why?" Kathleen asked as she continued eating.
"Don't turn around. He's been following us since we left the company. I don't think he will make a very good spy though." Chuka said with a chuckle making Kathleen almost choke on her food.
