CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

"...do as I have told you and call me back, bye." Having cut the call, Ezekiel stepped out of his car.

Continuously sipping the cool air of the morning into his lungs, he took a quick scope of the building. He needed as much air as required, practicing a breathing technique he always used to calm his throbbing heart. He was surely determined to expose Seun for the criminal he was, but this was still the first time he was doing something like this, and he was nervous.

The closer he got to the truth, the more nervous he became. Ezekiel was certain that if he pulled off the plan to a success, they would have Seun in their grasp, and this was their best shot at exposing his dirty secrets. There was no room for errors.

"You there!" Calling out to a waiter.

Hurriedly coming in response to Ezekiel's call, "Sir!"

"I am sorry, I must be mistaken but is this not a mask themed party?" He slightly adjusted his mask.