1988.
Little Lex was just a boy of 13. But he didn't look it. He was way too big for his age, and acted accordingly.
His mother was a busy woman. She was always travelling. Leaving Lex alone in the house with enough money to take care of his little needs. Lex was never bothered but he was a social outcast. An introvert.
It was during that moment he discovered his father's journals.
He was on the verge of commiting suicide, as he was about to kick the chair that held his weight, something called him. It whispered to his little ears. Soft and comforting, it called Lex.
Lex followed this voice, it seem to come from his late's dad's room. The room his mother warned that he should never enter. As he turned the handle, nothing happened. It was locked.
Lex took a deep breathe, and shouldered the weak door off its hinges. The soothing voice can be heard louder now.
It's coming from the bed-drawer.
Lex went to the drawer beside his dad's bed. Covered in dust, he pulled the handle.
Huh? Lex was perplexed, a book?
Lex drew the drawer compartment out completely.
Books.
He picked one of them.
THE DAVINCI CODE.
He skimmed through, his eyes twinkled at this new found discovery.
Books.
He picked another.
THE GREEK MYTHOLOGY.
Lex's senses were tingling. Hurriedly, he picked up five books, replaced the drawer compartment and went to his room.
If mum asks what happened to the door, I'd tell her it was burglars.
* * *
THE BRINGER OF LIGHT.
Outside, the earth was dark. But the sounds of the awaken could be heard. Telling the world that a new day was born.
Lex still isn't seeing the connection. He has finally deciphered the message on the wall, but he saw no connection.
HADES - KING OF THE UNDERWORLD.
BRINGER OF LIGHT - LUCIFER.
THREE-HEADED DOG - HADES' PET.
This was what Lex wrote on paper. His head ached. He wanted to know the link between these three things.
Sure, the three-headed dog is Hades' pet. He had forgotten the pet's name. The bringer of light, lucifer. That's the meaning of the name, Lucifer.
But what has all this got to do with the Ayodeles?! Lex became dizzy.
He walked backwards, collapsing into the nearest couche. His shirt damp. His palm was sweaty. He closed his eyes to think.
The bringer of light.. Bringer of light... Hades.. Underworld...
ILLUMINATI.
With a jolt, Lex got up. Seeing a light in the tunnel, he dailed Bob's number.
He picked immidiately.
"Hello?"
"Bob? I want everything you can get on Godwin Ayodele— everything. Ask questions, search his Facebook page, Instagram, anything! I want to get everything on him. His net-worth. Including the primary school he attended. Get me every single thing. Send it to me via my WhatsApp."
"You got it"
The line went dead.
* * *
Ten blocks away from the Ayodele's home, Y hid behind the bush, watching the police men undercover, pretending to be civilians.
Very smart. But I can see you all.
Y checked his watch. 3:05AM. Who stays out this late except the bureau? They want to be the FBI so bad. Who came up with this dumb I dear anyways?
Y didn't care. He brought his left wrist to view. The time showed, he swiped the screen, it showed a homescreen. Like a smartphone. But this time, it's a smartwatch.
He dailed the number: 666.
It rang.
A mechanical voice answered.
"What is the password?"
Lex whispered. "STRAGES."
The mechanical voice replied.
"Granted. The wise one shall be with you shortly."
Y waited for a moment. And he was put through.
"Speak. My child."
"It is done, Master."
"I know. I've seen the wall."
"But how did you-"
Y registered. "OH"
"You still have doubts about my powers my child. Haha! I am god. I will heal all sicknesses. And these puny demi-gods known as politicians shall all be wiped out. They have eaten-up the earth for their own personal vandetas, making these people suffer. I will bring a new order."
As the voice said all this, A chill enveloped Y.
"My lord, you are worthy!" Y worshipped. And then he continued.
"But my lord there seems to be a problem."
"What is the problem."
Y looked towards the Ayodele's mansion, and then to the car packed three blocks from it, carrying a government plate number.
"There seems to be someone in the house."
"I know, he's the reason I sent you there"
Lagos State Police Department Building, Agidingbi, Ikeja, Lagos.Lex walked into the LSPD building tired, exhausted. He needed a bath. His body oozed of sweat."Welcome. I've gotten all the information I could get on the Late Ayodele," Bob was already talking before he got to where Lex stood. He too smelt like he hasn't taken a bath.God. Lex held his breath, and I thought I reeked."Turns out," Bob continued. "Ayodele's got a criminal record, says our secret archives. He was arrested for robbery at age 19, caught with cocaine by 25, but he later gave his life to Christ and went back to school and completed his higher education. Bagging a degree and masters with honours from the University of Ibadan and University of Lagos respectively."That's not the information I need."You said he turned a new leaf, right? - The church. Tell me about his connection with the church."Lex didn't seem t
Clover Milverton, Ikoyi.Driving through the streets of Ikoyi, the interlocked roads and the beautiful trees by the sidewalks screaming with colourful produce. Kyosks were everywhere, making Lex wonder if the Lagos government never pass these places. This was the rich man's town, he thought, they ought to see these ugly contraptions and they out to be destroyed.A sudden breeze of self-disgust hit him. What am I thinking? How can I be this heartless? People live from the services of these little establishments! When did I become to ruthless?Shaking his head, Lex drove on. When he got to the house, he looked through his passenger window.The house cound not be seen from the outside. Beautiful trees and flowers blocked the main house, like other personal houses in Ikoyi.This time, Lex parked directly opposite the house. Surveying the building, his jaw dropped by what he saw.The hou
Faculty Of Criminology, University Of Benin, Ugbowo, Benin City.Sitting on a pavement, legs improvised as a table for his laptop, Byron typed away. On his laptop's screen showed the gory pictures of the Ayodele's bodies after autopsy. What Byron had discovered was breathtaking. Literally. It had taken his breath away.Byron was sending an e-mail to someone who he thinks he can help. The one who's in-charge of the investigation, being a master of psychology himself, Byron loved a good mystery. And from the expression on his face, this appeared to give him mysterigasm. A term he made up.Clad in a white long sleeve that was damp with sweat, fitted jean trousers and an Adidas palm to match his Student look, Byron was a first-class undergraduate who was sadly a social outcast. The funny thing was that he didn't care. Friends were distracting, they'd make you lose sight of your goals, he always said."Done." Byron said
The air around Lex seem suffocating. Even with the cool, evening breeze, he grasped for air.Funke. Is being abducted as we speak!His mind reeled to when Bob told him about Funke's flight to Lagos. Never in his wildest imaginations, would he ever think this would happen.The pendulum that swayed in the vast darkness that was his thoughts, translated faster. Lex's panicked. He had to get to the airport, and he had to get there fast!* * *The phone on Bob's desk rang. He had sent an officer to pick Funke from the airport. It has been over an hour since the plane touched down, he had sent the intern immediately. He had been feeling a little uneasy. Like something bad was about to happen.O! How right he was!As he held the receiver to his ear, he spoke in a gruff tone."Speak." he said."Sir?" the young officer sounded breathless. L
"Here, put this on." Across the passenger's seat, Gbenga's left hand outstretched while the other guided the steering, on the palm of the outstretched hand sat a black cloth. He could see the quizzical look on Lex's face."We're approaching the headquarters, you can't know where it's situated." He explained.Lex stared at him for a moment, and took the blindfold from him, he raised the cloth to his face, expertly tying it to a clumsy knot at the back of his head.For a moment, Gbenga thought Lex might oppose to the rule and he glad Lex didn't. Protocol is protocol. As odd as it may seem, Gbenga doesn't trust this man totally. He might be a harmless bunny, but even harmless bunnies turn into wolves when pushed to the wall.I hope the Sons know exactly what they're doing.Deep in thought, Lex was perplexed when Gbenga told him to put on the blindfold. Normally, he would questio
Miles away, inside UNIBEN's St. Albert's cathedral, Byron dropped his extremely large headset. Attached to it was a microphone. He heaved a sigh as he clicked his Big Brother Counter engine's shutdown button.CLICK.He smiled at his genius. Tomorrow he will be on his way to Lagos.Time is running out.•••When Barrister Kunle left his office at Kunle & Sons' at noon on Tuesday he was tired and high. He had put together his file on Godwin Ayodele's wealth. Surprisingly, the late democrat had prepared for the worst of the worst, he had laid a backup will if in fact anything should happen to him and his whole family. Kunle was a little bit puzzled at first when Godwin approached him years ago, seeking his help and from the events that followed, Kunle had a feeling the man knew his time, and that of his family was getting near. Kunle shook his head in pity..The things politicians put their hands
Inside the cold cemented room, Lex sat on a wooden chair and sitting across him was the masked man. The smell of incense hung strongly on the air making Lex a little bit dizzy. But he managed."So..." the masked man began."From the beginning, shall we?"Lex nodded..* *Y unlocked the back door of the Venza and made a routine search of his surroundings. He wore a black mask and drew Kunle out of the car. Though he was only semiconscous, he did not slump into the cold cemented floor. He sat upright with his back to the tire of the Venza, his head bent forward.Y lifted this burly man to his broad shoulders and started for the door. Beyond it was an empty room with one chair and a shaky bulb overhead in the middle of the room..The smell of incense made Kunle's nose to twitch, bringing him back to consciousness. He opened his eyes and the first thing that ca
The schedule called for Bob to leave the staked-out LSPD building at 6:30AM, well ahead of the morning Lagos hustle and bustle.A Lieutenant called while he was about to step into his black Toyota Sienna."Good morning.""Not so good, Bob." The man said over the phone. "They got the barrister.""Shit." Bob sputtered. He slammed his fist on the dashboard."He's not dead yet and he's asking for you. He keeps saying the word: JUSTICE?"The early rays of the sun blinded Bob's vision over his car's wind-screen, he shielded his eyes with an arm while the other supported his phone to his ear. Quickly, he brought down the sun-protector.After a short silence over the line, the Lieutenant spoke."Sir?""I'll be right there!"Angry, Bob reversed and cut his steering towards the entrance and was on his way.*