A Tempest of Blondes

on,

s bizarre dropout. But Kolade still wasn't ready to talk. Justice Ajibade was determined to play it cool. Kolade

urse in deep-sea diving or become a moun

de with him. At his bedroom window overlooking the mansion grounds, he stared out, his ey

eraniums, which in turn were hemmed in by delphiniums and snapdragons. And over there were the orchids, holding out their paint-s

ellow and golden coral, flourished like royalty in a golden age, with the

ing was Teni's decision to keep the domestic staff to three. The help, however disciplined, were bound to squabble, and

usy, trimming the ironwood shrubs in the grounds. If things got out of control and Sandy need

chance of his ever being overworked. He was rarely required to do anything but drive the Rolls-Royce Phantom, which wasn't being used much

the three – they were too much in Kolade's age group, and that, perhaps, was why they were having such an unwelcome effect on the boy. He was getting to

but was it possible to just play cards with servant

ut his son's career plans, but he wasn't so sure he could

e submit to the arms of

of the curse of his father, Magnum Dad

ne, but it was law or nothing for him. When Magnum Daddy couldn't bend him t

aced a curse on him to the end that Ladi's own son, if he ever had one, would be e

in law, but not the many children he had wanted. He had only one child – Kol

haunted him sorel

*

n his Spanish guitar, and the guitar spoke softly back to him. He liked it in this living room. I

he other one on this floor? Or stay in the library or his study, or even order that the third floor

. He strummed another hand and started singing. It was a song he had composed. It wasn't a great song, but Riva Diva had sai

story, and good

re was

elo

of endless amber, tumbling and falling, churning and burning, la

Riva Diva. It was Penelope now, but with her

dad was