Springs of fire - Season 1 - Episode 8

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Springs of fire - Season 1 - Episode 8

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Dania Republic…

Ore and Gavin had talked about a lot of things on their way to the restaurant. She got to know his favourite colours and the food that he liked most. Gavin was such an interesting person and it baffled her that the media would leave this part of him and focus on spreading rumours and fictitious details about his lifestyle.
‘Look, I’m sorry I have been talking about myself Ore, tell me a little about.’ Gavin apologized. He had been carried away and had ended up talking about himself for more than five minutes. He was not eccentric or an egomaniac, he was simply thrilled that she would show interest in him.

Ore bit her lips and fiddled her fingers not knowing where to begin. Her heart broke into a wild dance as she remembered her past. No way! She couldn’t tell him about her past life, she couldn’t let him in, she was ashamed of her past and it had to stay buried in her mind.
‘I…I have nothing much to say.’ She blinked away the tears that had gathered in her eyes.
‘Hmm’ Gavin felt a barrier, like something was preventing her from speaking up about herself. He had noticed that same barrier the first time he had set eyes on her. Ore seemed to be carrying a burden that was too heavy for her delicate shoulders. He understood from her body chemistry, that he was not comfortable talking about herself, he’d met a lot of people like that, so he let it slide.
‘There’s nothing much to tell, I’m just a teacher.’ She laughed, but her voice sounded strange to her ears. It was a nervous crackle.
They were silent for the first time since they left the house.

Gavin pondered on the vision he had after shaking hands with his newest staff Irene. He thought of the beautiful lady his mother had come home with from the Island of Carida.
Ore knew her behaviour had forced him into silence, he was probably regretting hanging out with her in the first place. She had to say something; she had to win his attention one more time.

‘I had a vision! A bad one.’ She shifted uncomfortably. She was not just sharing it to get his attention, but because it troubled her.
‘Really?’ Gavin drove towards the Car Park of the restaurant.
‘Yes…I saw a man. His eyes were dark and gloomy. He had a puckish smile and the face of a murderer. It was really gruesome.’ She pressed her hands against her laps, hoping she would never see a vision like that again.
Gavin brought the car to a halt and pulled out the key from the ignition. From the tone of her voice, this vision was quite serious. He could sense her fear; he wanted to be a part of it. He wanted to help her through it.

He’d wanted to tell her about his own vision about the strange man that had introduced himself as “Paul,” but he had decided to keep it to himself till the Holy Spirit made things really clear. He was not the sort of man to interpret dreams and visions through the witnessing of the flesh.
‘Have you seen this man before?’ He inquired.
Ore bit her lip, if she told Gavin his name and the relationship she shared with the man, it would make their date awkward.

‘Um…’ she stuttered, not knowing what to say next.
‘Why don’t we talk about it when we are more relaxed?’ Gavin asked.
‘Yes. Yes, that would be nice.’ She nodded.
He stepped out of the car first, then turned to her side and helped her out. She felt loved, she felt like a queen and she imagined briefly what being this man’s wife would look like.
‘You’re so beautiful tonight, God took his time while creating you.’ Gavin adulated her.
‘Thanks.’ Ore smiled, she knew she was beautiful on the outside, but would he still be this nice to her? This caring? When she finally opened up to him about her past?
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Julia was still weak from Paul’s revelation. It was quite clear that she was working for an insane organization. The swollen eyes and split lip of the teenage girl she had seen in his car haunted her mind. She fought desperately to overcome the stagnant image, but it wouldn’t leave her.
‘Not now, not now.’ She whispered as she got out of a cab.
If she were home, she would have taken some drugs to lift her spirits, but she wasn’t. Besides, she never took drugs or alcohol whenever she was on a spying mission, she liked to get accurate facts and details which she would pursue later.
‘There you are…’ A smile curled on her lips as she stared at the car she had seen earlier at the office. It was Gavin’s car.

She grabbed her phone and snapped the number plate for evidence.

He was here, this would make her job easier.
She marched into the fancy restaurant with confident strides, Gavin Adediran was her greatest challenge. How he escaped other assassins intrigued her, but she reminded herself that she was different. She had never messed up a job before and she wouldn’t now.
She slid on her shades before reaching the door, she still needed to protect her identity.
‘Welcome to La Sleligar’ A woman smiled and pulled open the door.

Julia strolled in without a second glance at the woman, she raised her head and scanned the faces of the people in restaurant, in a sharp moment, her eyes found him sitting close to a blazingly attractive young woman, her blood began to boil.

‘I will feed your head to the birds.’ She mumbled and marched towards a table that was just after theirs.

What would you like to have?’ A waiter came up with two menus and handed it over to the customers.

Ore’s eyes were on the menu, but her heart was somewhere else, her thoughts were on the vision. She liked Gavin’s company, but she didn’t want to ruin their date by bringing up Paul.

Oh lord, please help me. What am I to do?
‘I would have what she is having.’ Gavin offered the waiter a polite smile.
‘Nutmeg bread.’ Ore blurted out.
‘And?’ The waiter asked.
‘You could serve us fish sauce and a bottle of red wine with very low alcoholic content.’ Gavin took over.
‘It shall be done.’ The waiter bowed and walked away.

Gavin noticed she was absent minded. He didn’t like the energy that she exuded, wasn’t she happy to be around him? Had he said anything to offend her?
‘Ore…’ he leaned closer and grabbed her arms.

‘I am sorry I ordered for Nutmeg bread, I’ve never eaten it. I just ordered!’
‘Hey, Nutmeg bread and cakes is a special food of the Caridans, I’ve tasted it once and I enjoyed it. It’s cool.’ He grabbed her hands and gave them a sq££ze.

His touch started a fire that she never knew existed. She was forced to look into his dark eyes, which were warm and welcoming.

‘You’ve been jittery all evening, can you tell me what the problem is? The thing about problems is this, it does not go away. You need to share with someone and I am here for you. Or have I said or done something that has upset you in any way at all?’

This was her only chance to talk about the vision, the only chance to tell him of the man who had dumped her after two years of courting.
She was going to take it.

Julia could hear their conversation very clearly from where she sat, she had been trained in eavesdropping on the faintest of conversations, so she had no problem listening to Gavin and his lover.

‘Ore…’ she muttered, but pushed the thoughts aside. This was work and she needed to keep feelings out of it.

‘The vision I had was about a man I once dated. His name is Paul…he looked really dangerous and different from the man I knew. I don’t know what this means. I’m really scared.’ Ore said to Gavin.
‘Did you say Paul?’ Gavin asked.
‘Yes, you know him?’ Ore was watching his face now.

Gavin felt the Holy Spirit stir his insides, his feet and arms tingled as God’s spirit welled up in him. He closed his eyes and waited for the spirit to speak.

‘I am listening.’ Gavin whispered in his mind.
‘Leave the restaurant immediately. You are being followed.’

His eyes snapped open and he grabbed Ore’s hand, ‘I am sorry, but we must leave now.’