Hey, New Guy
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A girl was standing in the far end of the large hall. She was dark beautiful skin and full wooly hair that hovered around her beautiful face. She was putting on the most beautiful red dress I had ever seen and my eyes traced the curves of her slender body that it clung to. She saw me and smiled, walking up to me. I towered a few inches above her.
She called out, "Hey, New guy" New? I'd show her who was new
Ngozi Obioha is the daughter of the Igbo organization's leader; one of the most corrupt in the country.
When she meets Obiora Udeh, who wants the Igbo for himself, she reacts differently than she expected....
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