Prologue
8.Am, Lagos, Nigeria.
May 22th 2007......
"The whole city is in chaos as a result to an explosion that took place at moslem international college, lot of lives were lost and many children's future were cut short. The police are trying there possible best to find out the cause of the explosion, rumour has it that it was due to the fake wires and cables supplied by the almighty flourish company that caused the explosion, but we can't be so sure. Stay tuned as we bring to you the best news at your service", a lagos T.v reporter in his early twenties with a strong masculine structure all suit up said.
"The country is in tears as we heard about the embezzlement of funds that brought upon the country a great recession, the citizens are in pains, mothers and fathers running around to provide for their children, children praying for the success of their parents, underage kids hawking just to survive. The question that comes out of every one's mouth is that will there ever be a better Nigeria? We don't know what tomorrow is going to bring but looking at how things are going, Nigeria may perish anytime soon, our country respect is been lost and we bow our head in shame, oh lord we seek thou face", Another T.V reporter said with tears almost dropping from her eyes.
"Mummy, mummy!!! What's happening? Why can't I go to school, what's happening on our country?" Little Jake asked his mother with worried eyes.
"Oh baby, don't worry about this and just focus on your home lessons, there will be a better Nigeria I assure you dear", she said drawing her son closer to her.
"Mummy I want chocolate", little Lola cried as she hugged her mother and brother.
"Happy birthday sweetheart", Mr Matthew said as he entered the sitting room with a smile.
"Oh dear, thanks a lot, I almost forgot it's my birthday, with the chaos happening in our country one can even forget to breathe", Mrs Matthew said a little bit gloomy.
"Oh Christ, I forgot to pick up your birthday gift at the supermarket, I think I had enough of alcohol at the company's party", Mr Matthew said.
"So you have been drinking?" Mrs Matthew raised an eyebrow.
"Not really sweet, just a few glasses, don't worry hon let me go back to pick up your gift".
"Daddy, daddy, I want to go with you, I want chocolate", little Lola cried out and clung to her dad.
"Maybe you should just take her with you, she has been crying for chocolate all day".
"Okay dear I will be back soon".
"Drive carefully and come back home soon, I love you hon".
"Love you too dear", Mr Matthew said as he headed out of the house.