Love Affairs – Episode 1

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LOVE AFFAIRS

Episode 1

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The Inspector General of the police force, Destiny Noel, strode leisurely down the stairs, his fingers making quick, fussy movements on the rails. Many things dwelt on

his mind. His legs buckled and he suddenly stopped. A pulsating headache overtook him and his heart palpitated with the rush of adrenaline. After a while, he summoned a little strength and hastened to the sitting room. Soon, he was lying stretched out on a couch.

The previous day, his doctor had called his attention to his rising blood pressure and

advised that he found sufficient time for rest.

When his doctor said that, he had stared at him with utter defiance. Was he not aware the

nation was in a dire and complex situation?

He thought. “I’m the Inspector General of police for goodness sake.” He told his doctor,

“The nation looks up to me to get her out of this mess.” He said with a note of finality. The

doctor looked up at him and suggested, “Why don’t you ask the president to give you some

days off. Your health is at stake and you can’t help the nation if you break down.” The IG

smiled, “Thanks for your concern.” He squeezed his shoulder gently, “I’ll not breakdown, not now.” And he had dismissed him.

Though the IG was glad when he was appointed the Inspector General by the late President Williams Bruno, the current security condition of the nation was seriously weighing down on him. To compound his misery, he

now lived on his past glory but was determined to resurrect as the savior the nation once new. Even as he made up his

mind on this, he knew his chances were lean.

After a while, he shut his eyes and concentrated his thoughts on the late president. He remembered with pains how he was murdered right under his nose and how the police were still up to the moment kept in the dark about the person behind his death.You can also read some interesting stories from www.generalloaded.com

At this point, he felt his headache increasing and immediately swallowed some pills he took from his pocket. Reaching for a can of

water on the stool, he poured some quantity into a glass and drank it. Feeling somewhat

relieved, he allowed his mind to drift and he remembered vividly how he came to become friends with late President Williams Bruno,

many years back, when they were still undergraduates of University.

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It was a bright Thursday morning in the University.

The time was 7:45.

The campus was warm and caressing and there was a cloudless sky above. The campus buzzed as usual with students and lecturers going about their daily routine. At the gigantic campus gate stood a couple of armed military men screening long line of cars that drove in

and out of the campus. Among the cars driving in was Williams’ Honda. The school gloried in being the oldest university in the country and the only university built by

the British before they allowed the independence. The dilapidated buildings scattered all over the compound attested to that fact. This particular morning, the atmosphere of the campus seemed calm but all was not normal. It was the month of the first coup in the country, the month Major General Robert Smart struck.

Cultists cashed in on the tension and confusion, which engulfed the nation and terrorized both

students and lecturers with their nefarious activities. They connived with the soldiers

working in the school and made the campus hell for both staff and students. It was the

turn of Williams to be screened. He edged his car to the gate and put a foot on the brakes,

“Williams Bruno,” he said, “a fourth year student of law.” He pulled his ID card from his

pocket and showed the soldier who was now leaning on the window of the passenger’s seat. The soldier examined it scrupulously and nodded. “What’ve you got in the boot?” Williams shook his head, “Nothing.” The soldier regarded him, “Let me have a look.”

Williams shifted the gear to P, got out of the car and moved behind the car, to the boot.

The soldier followed him. Williams unlocked

the boot. The soldier looked into it, nodded and handed him his ID “You can now go.” He waved him on.

Williams smiled, entered the car and sent it forward. He drove up the main avenue, slackened brakes and turned left, en route for his classroom. He was only few miles to his classroom when he saw them. Two cultists

rushed from under a tree to the road, blocking him. They were holding pistols. “Pull over here.” One of them said, pointing to the side of the road, “You know the drill.”

LOVE AFFAIRS