ELEVEN: WHAT WORK??
I woke up to a loud bang on my room door. I was startled and I opened the door.
"You still dey sleep?" A lady in a loose robe asked as I opened the door.
"I just woke up. Good morning." I replied and came out to meet many other girls in the house. Some were cleaning and dusting.
Then the woman of yesterday came towards me.
"Good morning Ma." I greeted.
"Good morning. Girls!" She called out and everyone came towards her.
"This is Rosanna. But call her Amaka. She's new here. Amaka, welcome to our brothel."
I stared, my eyes widely opened. I was shocked.
"A what?"
"Yes. But well, you'll be working more as a cleaner. Then you'll go higher by your rank." She said.
I bowed my head. This wasn't what I expected. I was in deep mess.
"So, this is Nana. Your superior. You'll have to obey her."
I stared at her. She grinned.
"So, go to work everyone." She said and looked at me.
"I'll get you new clothes Amaka. This is Lagos, not Aba. You hear me?"
"Yes Ma'am." I said and bowed my head.
From frying pan into fire.
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