Chapter Thirty

She had just finished watching the news, and while Bukunmi had prayed that Tade would get a lesser sentence, it sure had been less, but not as little as she had wanted it.

Three months ago, Tade had been arrested, along with Drago, and many of the other men that had worked for his deceased father. Their hideouts had been rampaged, and as the incidents were posted online and on the television, along with reports on the radio and many articles on the newspapers, many people who had been victims of A-Money’s wrath showed up with receipts to testify against them.

When asked why they hadn’t come sooner, they said that their lives had been threatened, and they were scared of risking their lives to testify against them. The odds were stacked against Tade and his cohorts, and for investigation purposes, the headquarters at Welling Fam Heights and all its other branches had been closed with no hope of ever being reopened.