CLAN
"Oga kpata kpata! Oga no na isisi! Oga no n' enu!" He greeted his boss who was sitted in the spacious office with his back turned to him.
"What's new?" The Boss answered with a cold emotionless voice. The smoke from his pipe engulfing the room.
"The Alaye don show, he just touch down Chinua Achebe Airspace." The fellow answered, he being part of the activity didn't flinch at the sight or breathe of the atmosphere almost two inches thick which he stood in the midst of, firm like an Iroko ready to wait on his boss' command.
"Interesting! Get her to keep an eye on him, you, keep an eye on them..." And as he spun himself on the swivel to face him, he asked, "Is that clear?"
"I dey for you Oga m, I dey for you, asap!" He replied with a slight bow.
With a wave of one of his palms, both hands were now rested on the table, he dismisses him. He left with a bow and a final greeting as another guard armed with only a pistol hails the boss and proceeds to shut the door behind him.
The boss spun himself repeatedly and when he had finally settled, he had a smirk as he released puffs of cloud from his nostrils...
