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CHAPTER 18 : THE NEEDLE'S SHADOW

The letter stayed where she left it—on the windowsill, its edges curling slightly from the Lagos humidity. The photo, however, she carried in her bag.

A red "X" drawn across her back.

The image haunted her—not because of the threat, but because of its intimacy. Whoever took the photo had been clos...