PEACE AND LOVE DOESN’T LAST LONG | Ezekiel Millinga
“Hi,” the lady said, massaging her forehead.
“Is Baraka present?”
The lady looked at her watch. “Sorry sir, do you have an appointment?”
“It is an urgent matter.”
“But it is 10 PM and boss Baraka is busy.”
“Tell him that Daniel is here.”
“He doesn’t like disturbances.”
“Then I’ll go see him myself,” Daniel said.
“You can’t—”
Daniel pounded his fist on the table. It produced a gigantic sound, and the music from
the
studio
room
stopped,
unexpectedly. “There are lives in peril, so, when I tell you I need to see your boss, I mean it.”
“I’m doing my job, sir.”