You Can Get Back at Them – 12

12 The clock on the wall of Osas’s flat ticked with the weight of a sledgehammer. It was 9:45 AM on Wednesday. Somewhere across the city, the wheels of a private jet were screaming against the Heathrow tarmac, delivering Mathew Okocha into London’s grey embrace. Osas paced the length of her small living room, her…...