When the Crow Flies: Chapter 9
The old factory loomed before Adesuwa, its silhouette stark against the early evening sky. Rusted metal beams and broken windows hinted at years of abandonment, and a chill ran down her spine as she approached. This place, once a hub of activity, had long since fallen into decay—much like her life had after that fateful night. But now, it held the answers she’d been seeking for a decade. She moved carefully, her footsteps echoing in the emptiness. Tayo’s letter had led her here, and she was certain that within these walls lay the evidence that would finally expose the truth. She picked her way through the debris, her eyes scanning for anything out of place, anything that might give her a clue. As she ventured deeper, she noticed the faint outline of old bloodstains on the concrete floor, long dried but unmistakable. The sight triggered a flood of memories, and she felt herself slipping back to that night, her mind conjuring images of the chaos, the screams, the accusations. She remembe