Novels by Sobomabo Amatoru

Dante, Marco, Luis, and Ricky settled into the chairs with the same wariness they always carried into Gray's office. Their eyes moved to him, waiting. Gray leaned forward and clasped his hands together on the desk. "I've got a favor to ask you four," he said, his tone careful. He looked at each of them. "It's not about deliveries this time." The four exchanged glances. "What do you mean, Boss?" Marco asked. Gray's lips curved slightly. "I want you to spread the word. Tell people about the online store. What it offers, how easy it is to order, why it's worth trying. Friends, family, neighbors. Anyone." Dante blinked. "That's it?" "That's it," Gray said. Luis clapped his hands once. "Leave it to us, Boss." "Tomorrow you won't know where to find enough drivers," Ricky said, nodding firmly. "We'll bring in orders." "Consider it done," Marco added. Gray exhaled and let the small smile come through. Their confidence was not just reassuring. It was contagious. "Alright," he said.

"How many orders did we have for the whole week, Ben?"Morning light came through the blinds in thin lines, falling across Gray's desk. He had documents open in front of him and his laptop running on the side. Mara was at the smaller table near the window, earbuds in, working through another exchange with Jet2. Ben sat across from Gray with a notepad on his knee.He flipped through a few pages before looking up."We're close to 600, Sir. 593, to be exact."Gray leaned back. "Just under 600?""Yes, Sir." Ben gave a small nod. "But that's still a significant number considering the problems we had early in the week. Feedback has been positive. People noticed the delivery improvements, and some customers mentioned our riders by name."He smiled slightly. "Your new recruits are leaving an impression."From the side, Mara let out a quiet smirk without looking up from her screen. "I heard Dante asking one of the other staff if

Gray made sure the rough start did not hold them back.In the days that followed, he became more hands-on at the store than usual. He had Mara coordinate directly with Jet2 to close off the rider shortage issue for good and make sure it did not resurface. On top of that, they worked quickly to help the four men complete their formal requirements. Within two days, every document was submitted and processed.As that happened, Gray quietly learned more about each of them.He called the four into his office on a Thursday morning without giving them much of an explanation beforehand. They arrived together, as they always seemed to, and settled into the chairs in front of his desk with the wary energy of people being summoned to a room they were not sure about.Their leader was the tallest of them. His name was Dante. He had a clean shaved head, arms covered in tattoos, the kind of build that made people on the street reroute without thinking about it.

The moment the four men split at the intersection, the real work began.Engines running, phones mounted on their handlebars, they scattered in different directions and followed their assigned routes. For once, they were not running from anything. No debt, no trouble, no bad decision catching up behind them. They were running toward something. Something that actually helped someone.Back at the store, the effect was immediate.The queue of pending online orders began to move. Cancellations dropped. The packing team, no longer watching bags sit uncollected, found their rhythm again. The staff settled back into focused work rather than the frustrated half-pace that had been dragging the day down.And it did not stop there. Following Gray's complaint to Jet2, more riders began appearing in the system throughout the afternoon. It looked like the company had quietly escalated the issue and pushed additional resources to their area. Ben and Gray chose no