A dark portrait of a woman wearing a purple headwrap and glasses, with earrings, with the text 'MMACHI' in gold at the bottom.
I don’t care if you have to drug him and ship him back to me like Umaru Dikko. Just do it
— Mmachi Alex-Maduagu

Once a minister, always a master strategist. Mmachi is cold, calculating, and merciless to those who cross her. Personal attachments mean little to her, but betrayal is a debt she never forgives. Power is her obsession, and for that, she hires Dozy—less as a tool, more as a pawn in a game she’s been playing long before he ever returned to Lagos. Every word she speaks is deliberate, every smile a warning.