Chapter 86: Threads of Destiny
Bayo trudged along the darkening streets of Cambridge, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts. Dr. John's cryptic words from earlier echoed in his ears: "Expect mail soon, Mr. Adebayo. Your exam results... and a new challenge that's stumped even our brightest." The weight of expectation settled heavily on his shoulders, mingling with a curious excitement he couldn't quite suppress.
As he approached his modest dwelling, a familiar figure caught his eye. Amina sat on the doorstep, her dark hijab catching the last rays of sunlight. She rose gracefully as he neared, a warm smile lighting up her face.
"Bayo," she greeted, her voice carrying a hint of relief. "I hope I'm not intruding."
He shook his head, fumbling with his keys. "Not at all. Ẹ ku alẹ o [Good evening]. Please, come in."
Once inside, Bayo's eyes fell on the bag Amina carried. "Is that...?"
