Dirty Pretty Things Page #5

It's dead.

It's the tunnel.

I must tell her|what time we land.

Senay, what Sneaky told you|was true.

He did not tell me anything.

I did not kill my wife myself,|but still it was my fault.

- I was a pathologist in Lagos.|- And now you are someone new.

An official was shot. I was|told to destroy the evidence.

I don't want to know.

When I refused,|my house was fire bombed.

My wife was still inside.

The police charged me|with her murder.

I had to run.

But my daughter stayed.|Valerie.

She's with my sister in Lagos.

How old is she?

Seven.

I must go to her.

Tell me about Lagos.

Do they have hotels|that need maids?

When you arrive at the airport,

you will see|a whole line of yellow cabs.

The car will take you|across a bridge.

When you cross the river, you|will see lights in the trees.

Policemen on white horses.

No.

I know it won't be like that.

Goodbye, Okwe.

Hold me.

You must go... Isabella.

Always we must hide.

This is the cafe|where my cousin works.

I love you.

I love you.

Hello?

Valerie?

Yes, it's me.

At last,

I'm coming home.

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