|POETIC INTRO|
Time flies like a thief in the night
It thicks so loud in my head
The pressure from within is insane
My sanity is locked in my subconscious
As I wander around my predicaments
Shall I speak to them or die with them?
Within me is a lot of love lost in lust
Inside of me is shame knitted in pain
Before is truth and death.
Shall scream for them to hear
Or lay and await the morning?
Nawa this matter don tire me.
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|FLASH BACK|
|CHIEF BALOGUN's RESIDENCE, LONDON|
"Robert picks up the glass of wine in front of him"
ROBERT:
I'm sorry about your loss, Chief.
CHIEF BALOGUN:
(Smiles at Robert)
Don't be.
I have always wanted better for Lolade.
ROBERT:
Don't you think that is too inhuman of you to say?
CHIEF BALOGUN:
Don't you think you give too much credit to the dead? Let the dead, Robert. This is an opportunity to save your father's company.
ROBERT:
Hmm, are you sure about this?
Lolade may never forgive you if she finds out about this.
CHIEF BALOGUN:
We have never been on good terms, so what difference would it make?
I learned from my source that she is secretly aiding The AUG party, and you know what that means.
ROBERT:
Don't tell me you are scared of your daughter.
CHIEF BALOGUN:
I won't deny the fact that it disturbs me.
(Gets up from his seat)
ROBERT:
Why does it disturb you, Chief?
CHIEF BALOGUN:
She reminds me a lot of myself. Lolade has my kind of mind. She thinks like me. She's fearless and rootless. So I must keep her under my radar.
ROBERT:
How would making me her husband help you do this?
CHIEF BALOGUN:
You will be my eyes and ears. I want you to learn everything there is to know about her plans.
ROBERT:
Chief, I think you are taking this too far. At least we should let the poor woman grieve for a while.
CHIEF BALOGUN:
Of course, she would have all the time in the world to do that. And you will be by her side to see her through it, and when the time is right, you will ease your way into her space.
ROBERT:
And if I do this, you will invest in Dad's company?
CHIEF BALOGUN:
I will make your father's airline the number one in Africa.
ROBERT:
Let's do this.
CHIEF BALOGUN:
You have made the right decision, my boy. Although I must warn you. Lolade is a very special child, and as I said earlier, she is a replica of myself, so you must be careful. She must not find out about this.
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General FictionThe opening scene of the saga story depicts a rich Nigerian family, the Baloguns, enjoying a Sunday afternoon meal in the luxurious Banana Island, Lagos. Despite being a powerful player in Nigerian politics, Chief Balogun is shown to be just like an...