—Amira—

“Get ready,” Mama said as I joined her in the living room. “We're going to Garrison to fix my phone.”

“Yes Mama.” I nodded, only to bump into Oluchi in the hallway.

“Where's Uncle Rivera? He said he'd brought something for him from London and would give it to me after breakfast.”

Damnit.

Nathaniel must've forgotten.

Before I could pull up my phone, it vibrated with a text.

‘One of my drivers is on his way to your house.’

I had barely read the text when ...