By the time Taiwo’s plane touched down and she exited customs and retrieved her luggage, she was exhausted. Upon finally reaching her small, dirty hotel room she collapsed onto the bed and fell immediately asleep.
The next day she sent the first text. She spoofed it to come from Sammy’s number.
I NEED YOUR HELP, it read.
She waited and watched the cellular traffic. Sammy’s friends texted each other frantically. After an hour the one called Chira texted back.
WHERE ARE YOU? ARE YOU OKAY.
Taiwo sent the address and added, I’M SCARED.
WE’RE COMING, said Chira.
Taiwo smiled hungrily.