Springs of fire - Season 1 - Episode 13

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Springs of fire - Season 1 - Episode 13

Julia laughed hysterically, her eyes danced as she envisioned him bleeding through all orifices on his body. She would be the first woman to break that record in the Phoenix. She would be the first to kill Gavin Adediran, a man that had been escaped the Phoenix for years.

She stopped laughing the moment she heard a knock on her door, ‘Um, come in.’

The door was pushed open and Gavin’s secretary walked in, ‘Good morning Ms. Irene, the boss would love to see you in his office.’ The girl announced with a polite smile.
Julia returned her smile, ‘Thank you Amara. I will be there in a few minutes.’ The secretary flashed a bright smile once more before leaving.
She quickly pulled out a mirror from her bag, focused on her reflection.

‘You can do this Julia, all of your life, you have wanted honour and glory from the phoenix. This is the time to get that which you have desperately sought after for many years.’ She knew what this would mean for her if the job was smooth. She would get a promotion from the Phoenix, more money, more trips and this in turn, would facilitate other plans she had for herself and her lover Delilah.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she thought about her lover, she missed Delilah but she couldn’t be with her right now at Carida, the Phoenix came before other things.

She dropped the mirror and held on to the vial, just a few drops and Gavin would be gone.
As she walked past other offices, she heard hushed voices and sobbing, something was going on, something she was not aware of.
‘Hey, Amara, is there something going on?’ She marched to the secretary’s desk.
‘Yes Ma. Mr. Arongwa lost his only son.’ Amara replied.
‘Geez, that’s bad.’ Julia rolled her eyes, not she cared.
‘Yes, he was shot the night before by an unknown person at Walstreet Odoja, the police are investigating as we speak. The news is everywhere, I am surprised you didn’t hear.’
Julia grinned, ‘I am sorry dear, not all of us are current. I must see the boss.’ She was about leaving when she noticed a tray of steaming coffee on Amara’s desk.

‘Um, do you mind if I take that in? I guess it’s meant for the boss.’ Julia’s heart was pounding fast against her chest, she hoped the coffee was meant for Gavin, else the girl would be suspicious.

‘Um, he returned it. The death of Mr Arongwa’s son has affected him badly.’ Amara explained that Gavin had refused to take his morning coffee and the snacks it accompanied.

No, this couldn’t stop her. This was the only chance she had to take Gavin down and she was not going to miss it.
‘Well, some people are more persuasive than others. The boss needs to eat something, so he could have the energy to run about the day’s activities, don’t you think?’ Julia grinned and scooped the tray into her hands without permission.

‘True, the boss is an emotional person,’ Amara supplied extra information.
‘That’s nice to know, I will see him now.’ Julia winked before moving to the door.
‘Thanks Ms. Irene.’

His eyes were on the lord. He yearned for the presence of the spirit, he sought to inquire of the lord on Ore’s whereabouts. He was so broken on the inside, he wept for Mr. Arongwa’s son who was murdered, he was hurt that Ore would turn off her phone so he wouldn’t be able to contact him.

‘Lord please speak to me.’ He prayed.
He missed Ore, he wanted to be a part of the pain that she was going through. He felt worse that she had built a wall around her heart, a wall that had prevented him from reaching out.
“Gavin…”

A still small voice called out to him. His eyes opened sharply, they fell to the wall where he saw a bright light glittering. Bright sparks danced upon each other, there was a strong angelic presence in the office.

Gavin wiped his face, so he could see clearly. He stared at the angel who appeared on the glittering wall. He wore a long and golden garment that dropped on his knees. His hair was raven black reaching to his back, neatly packed and bound together by a milky band. He carried a sword in a hand and a goblet in the other.
His eyes were a wild raging sea.
“Gavin…” The angel called again.
‘Yes…’ Gavin moved closer to the wall.
“I am Daran, the Angel of Preservation, a servant of Yahweh, the God of the Hebrews; A servant of his son, Jesus and a servant of the comforter, the Holy Spirit take, drink.” He offered the goblet to Gavin.

Gavin was hesitant at first, ‘I am sorry Angel of the Most High God, what’s in it?’

The being was silent, he said nothing but held out the goblet closer to Gavin.
‘Okay.’ Gavin nodded, took the goblet and emptied the contents into his mouth. His tongue cringed at the bitter taste, he immediately rushed towards his refrigerator for some water, but stopped as he remembered the Angel whose wild eyes were still on him.
“Father says you should be careful. There’s a conspiracy in the country against you. Watch and pray lest you fall into temptation.”
‘What sort of temptation?’ Gavin was eager to know this answer.
“The type that walks in with a black dress and an emerald vial. Goodbye Gavin.” With these, the being faded into the glitter, when he was completely swallowed by it, everything became normal.

‘Thank you, Jesus.’ Gavin whispered, but he was still unsatisfied with the Angel’s visit, why wasn’t Angel Daran more specific? Gavin understood that he had to be patient, all will be revealed when the lord was ready to tell him everything that he needed to know.
‘I will wait for you Lord.’ He repeated this prayer in his heart till he was satisfied in his Spirit. Gavin strolled to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water, he was ready to drink when he noticed that the bitter taste was gone.
‘Knock, Knock.’
‘Come in.’ He returned the bottle and waited to see the visitor.

Surprisingly, his newest employee who had come highly recommended by Lily strolled into his office with a very revealing dress and a tray that contained the coffee he had rejected.
‘I brought your coffee sir. You must take it to regain your lost strength.’ She fetched the cup and offered it to Gavin.

He wanted to reject it the second time, but he decided to take it, ‘Thanks Ms. Irene.’ He grabbed the cup and emptied the dark brown liquid into his mouth.