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Wednesday, 2 August 2017

Episode 5 | All For You (Season 2)

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writer 'INVINCIBLE'.No part of it should be reproduced in any form or copied to other sites without the approval of the writer.For more info contact Aynaijablog CEO.EPISODE 5
Military coat and a general’s hat hung on a wall in the exquisitely furnished room. A large sculpture of Nigerian president also hung on the wall.
Dominic was seated on a leather coated swivel chair. Two half filled wine glasses perched on an a small glassy table.
General dominic was recently sworn in as the minister of defence, following the sudden demise of his predecessor. The latter was rumoured to have died of an unknown disease.
Dominic’s appointment was greeted with mixed reaction from the masses. Youths took to social media to express their views. Most think he didn’t deserve the position, being a legendary dictator. Others were of the opinion that Nigeria needed a strong hand like his, to handle the threatening national security. Dominic took their comments with a pinch of salt, he was the minister of defence, it’ll go into history for thousands of years, nothing can change it.
He took a sip of the wine then returned it to its ideal position. “your visits are becoming frequent lately. You should have other things doing” he muttered in a rich baritone.
“what else do you want me to do, father?” was the reply from Abu.
The general frowned. “have you checked Michael’s background? He definitely have a backbone. I want you to fish it out.”
“you want me to do that?” Abu asked as if he had ear problems.
“why do you think you’ar there? The way he slipped off our hands in the warehouse shows there’s an eye over him. I need reports about that ASAP” Dominic replied. He sipped the wine again.
“i’d see into it” Abu replied, the minister nodded with a grin.
“I am Michael. survived the explosion, saved by a mafia boss who gave me a new face”
gabriel reminisced these words as he drove on the busy street. It was 8pm, yet everywhere was as lively as it used to be at noon. Few bread hawkers were seen going about their business, music of various pitches emanated from night clubs.
The american’s voice was that of Michael but the face….totally different.
Gabriel was caught between two stools. He wasn’t sure what to believe. That dude could be an imposter! However, his voice brought back sweet memories of Michael.
Gabriel wiped the trail of tear threatening to go beyond his lips. He missed his twin.
The youngman angrily stepped on the accelerator, he needed soothing answers to this mind bugging puzzle.
Five minutes swept away like shafts in a wind. He brought his car to a halt on an untarred road, the place was dimly light, as neon lights didn’t reach the spot.
soft knocks came on the window. Gabriel wound down. sean smiled wryly.
“i thought you wouldn’t come.”
Gabriel alighted, closing the front door.
“i’m not here to kid. Who are you, how the heck did you find out about me?” he asked impatiently.
“i’d answer your questions when we get to my house”
“isn’t it enough that you brought me to a this blind spot? We’ar talking here and thats final” Gabriel flared.
“in that case….call it a night” sean replied, walking to his car.
Gabriel contemplated for a while, he really wanted to quench his burning curiousity.
“okay fine” he replied bluntly.
Sean stopped walking he sprinted a smile. “we are taking my car”
Gabriel pointed to his vehicle. “what about mine?”
“it’ll be safe” Sean assured.
Michael survived the explosion, saved by the leader of an international mafia organization; the russian mafia. He was nursed back to life. He underwent a plastic surgery without his consent.
He was sent to Nigeria as a spy on a top secret mission. Sean was his code name.
“a spy?” Gabriel asked, after listening to Mike’s story. they were seated in Michael’s residence in a GRA he wondered how his brother secured an apartment there.
“you said i’m in danger?” he pushed on.
“the CIA is after Michael. The living Michael now is you, Gabriel. Other persons are also after me, sadly you’ar now the only one with that face” he said pointing to Gabriel.
“you’ar the architect of this. If you weren’t a criminal i wouldn’t have been in this mess. I regret being your twin” Gabriel ranted angrily.
“lets talk” said Ciara, Michael’s girlfriend, an Irish lady.
Sean nodded. She moved to him and whispered into his ears. He smiled at her brilliant idea.
“if you don’t wanna leave the country. You would be my spy assistant. Its the safest haven right now” Sean muttered.
What next?


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