The airport was sleek and modern, its glass walls and towering structures reflecting the city lights. Inside, it was bustling, people everywhere, the hum of overhead announcements in multiple languages, and the rhythmic sound of rolling luggage filled the space.
Obinna scanned the terminal, his heart pounding as he hurried to catch up. His eyes searched the crowd, and finally, he saw them, Nnenna and Abuchi, walking swiftly toward the gate.
Without thinking, he rushed forward, ignoring the usual grace and poise of a royal, his voice rising in anger.
"Stop right there!" he shouted, his words cutting through the noise of the airport as he sprinted toward them.
Nnenna and Abuchi turned, the recognition in their eyes instant. They knew that voice, Obinna. But they had no intention of letting him stop them. Their mission was clear, and they weren't about to back down now.
They turned away, picking up their pace, heading directly for the gate.
