ASOKORO, ABUJA
JANUARY, 2022
"Good morning, Senator", a meek-looking maid greeted as Senator Femi entered the room.
The man glanced at her, tapping her butt as he passed by.
"Come see me later".
The maid, Favour was positively mortified but smiled brightly at him, "Yes sir".
The other three men in the room watched the entire ordeal.
The first man, a tall dark man with two long tribal marks on each cheek smiled.
"Femi, pass her to me once you're done, ore"
Senator Femi laughed as he sat down next to the man, "Bayo, you're meant to have stopped this by now.
Didn't you just re-marry last month"
Bayo's response was a cackle-like laughter, "She married me for my money, and she has that. Let me enjoy my life".
The man sitting opposite the two of them at the other end of the table eyed them in disgust.
"This is why both your names are always on the news for one scandal or the other", he said.
The man was soft-spoken, his voice calm and alluring ......almost hypnotic.
He looked almost angelic compared to the other men. Soft, handsome features, with a beautiful charisma to match.
You'd be correct if you thought him the definition of refined. Where you'd make a mistake was thinking that was reason enough to sideline him.
If there was the definition of danger, it would be Aliyu Danladi.
Beneath his refined nature was a world of secrets, secrets that would rattle even the most fearless of men.
The last man, Governor Chike had no interest in the matters of the other men.
He was there for the money, nothing else.
"Let's get down to business", Aliyu said, motioning for the guards to shut the door.
"I've called you here to discuss the gubernatorial elections.
I signed up with your party because you guys made promises. Promises to get me to the seat of governor. But all you've done is fail me twice and let that old crook, Yahya snatch the seat from my hands.
And now, elections are just around the corner and the public's favour is still with that man.
Explain to me then, why I pay you so much money".
Femi and Bayo looked at one another briefly, clearly uncomfortable.
"You see, the INEC chairman is making good on his word to make this election fair.
We've offered him money, we've threatened him with family members, but he's adamant", Femi said.
Aliyu's eyes grew intense, "And who's fault is that?
You were meant to threaten him with his daughter, not send her corpse to him.
He's lost his only child. You think anything else matters?
You fools have lost the only bargaining chip we had on him".
Femi and Bayo were visibly angry, but they kept it all in.
This Aliyu man, he was barely in his thirties, younger than both their first borns, but he spared no chance to insult them.
"We'll just find another way, there's still time", Bayo said meekly.
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