Sammy listened to the afrobeat ringtone until an electronic voice told him to leave a message after the tone.
“Tai, sis, call me. Please,” he said into the phone for the fourth time and hung up.
He stared at his phone for twenty three minutes before dialing her again.
“Tai, this is serious. Please call me. There’s something–” The words caught in his throat. Then there was another tone and the call ended.
He dialed again. There was no ringtone and he was sent immediately to voicemail.
“Taiwo, the world–” he started but the electronic voice said, “–mailbox is full.”