The sun was burning hot as President Ibrahim Trare and his guards drove along a dusty road. They had been on the move since morning, attending different events, shaking hands, and giving speeches. Everyone was tired, but Ibrahim Trare was feeling something more. He was very hungry.
Sitting at the back of his black SUV, he spoke, “I need to eat. I can’t take it anymore.”
One of his guards, a tall man with sharp eyes, quickly replied, “Sir, we know a fancy restaurant not too far from here. Very clean, very safe.”
Another guard added, “Yes, sir. Only important people eat there. It’s the best.”
President Ibrahim Trare shook his head and smiled slightly. “Number, I don’t trust those places. Too many enemies are watching me. Those big restaurants—anything can happen there.”The guards exchanged worried looks. One whispered, “But sir, a local restaurant is too risky.”“I said no,” Ibrahim said calmly but firmly. “Find me a…...Read Full Story Here.……………………..
