Lekki
"An unbelievable story has just broken," the anchor said on NTA. "The supposed Red Devil, Adam of the Red Bandits, has appeared again. Not only does he look the same age he was when declared dead, witnesses also claim he displayed powers that look like something out of movies. Nigerians are asking one question—what is he?"
The screen switched.
Blurry clips. People screaming. Uniforms. A red suit moving through a line like it wasn't there. Metal bending. Bodies flying. A voice shouting orders.
"Here are the visuals from Eko Hotels," the anchor continued. "We advise viewers at home—"
The volume dropped as the school switched the TV low, but the whole class still watched like their eyes were glued.
Annabeth sat with her book open.
She wasn't reading.
Her eyes were on the screen.
That face.
She had seen it too many times in old pictures, in old videos, in her mother's phone, in stories told late at night when the generator went off and the house was quiet.
