Abilities

The Evolution is a murky project shrouded in mystery that baffles everyone. We have no idea what the project is about, but it is already in motion. It's like telling a woman to grind chili and mix with seasoning, then going somewhere else and telling another woman to fry oil with onions, then telling another to put rice on fire, and so on, until you finally mix it, and these women have no idea what the other woman is doing or who is doing it. That's how the EBM department operates.

We don't know how successful Mason has been in data collection. That is what we want to find out and figure out what is going on. We want to resurrect the organization and make Mason pay for his transgressions.

He makes his sins look as trackless as the sea. His father does not support him, and he is looking into his past. I am the genuine Chosen One. My parents were astounded to discover the knowledge I gained without formal education, but he has not informed the elders that he discovered me and Addy was a forgery and fake, but Ford is stirring up some controversy.

I was sent to Harvard to study computer science. I got my degree in two years and then a Masters degree in one year....”   “Whoa!”   “I never told anyone this but there was a time in my life I felt I was weird. I felt odd because I realized that I had some abilities that were not common. My memory was almost photographic and eidetic. 

My abilty to recall things, and mentally calculate things got me scared. Then I read learnt about Kim Peek, an American savant known as megasavant. Though he experienced social difficulties, he had an exceptional memory. He was the inspiration behind the movie 'Rain Man' featuring Tom Cruise. 

Kim remembered almost everything he read, as a child, he could read both pages of an open book at once, one page with one eye and the other with the other eye. He could do this until his death in 2009. 

He could retain 98% of the information he read. He read thousands of books, encyclopedias and maps and remember almost everything. He could read a thick book in an hour and remember almost everything. He was known to be a living encyclopedia and walking GPS. 

He could provide driving directions between almost any two cities in the world. He could also do calendar calculations ('which day was March 23, 1345? and remember old baseball scores and a vast amount of musical, historical, and political facts. He had an astounding memory.....”   

“Ya Allah! For real?”   “Yeah. I also learnt about Daniel Tammet. He is an English essayist, novelist, translator and autistic savant. This guy was able to learn a new language in one week and granted an interview on a TV program. 

He has one of the most extraordinary brains on Earth. He has exceptional language and mathematical abilities. He calculates things with results that end with decimals the calculator cannot contain. 

He counted the number pi to 22,514 decimal places! And like me, he has no mental disabilities.    

Finding these people calmed me down. I had my degree, Masters and PhD in four years. After we met on your graduation, I left to complete my PhD. I also got my extra training for the task ahead so your husband is a doctor.....and the result I kept for you to see was to make you believe I was Jubril because I realized you had your suspicions. 

The pictures you saw were not me. Just a younger look alike. I had to take a new identity just like my father who became Salat and Aaliyah became Lena. I chose the name Jubril and you know why. It was closer to the truth.    

I did not undergo any surgery. As a child. I had very curly hair and I did not like it. I felt different from the rest of the kids and I loved African afro hair so as I grew older I used a gel which straightened my hair and gave me the afro you knew me with. That explains the hair. 

Then my eyes are lenses as you can see. I am wearing it now, my teeth is faux, and my lips are painted. My voice is faked by a voice changer.   Then my complexion. Okay, I grew up in a very harsh condition and worked in a bakery for years. You don't know what it is like to work with an oven so I got darker. Living a life of luxury in US void of that harsh sunny condition, I got my real complexion back. It is natural.  I am a mulatto. 

My mum is white , I told you she is in US. She is from Yemen. Then I had a lot of rigorous physical exercise and body building. That explains my brawny body. I covered the mark just like girls cover pimples. That does not need a complex process.  So I told them that I had to come back home. They asked why. I told them I could not exist alone without someone. 

They wanted me to get married there because continuity is a watch word in the organization. I told them I was coming back to pick up my life and fulfill a promise I made to myself and you. The timing was good and I knew it was an answered prayer.

 I set up Floxy a year before then. I was given millions of dollars by my parents. So I came back but as a different person. We set up a profile to match my claims but my father came along because of the discovery of Aminu.

 We want to get at Mason through him and I established a relationship with Addy in US. I am stalking him.   They have been watching you, hoping you will lead them to me. So when I came, I tried not to make you recognize me because you may be so emotional. They know you did not love Jubril and you were still hoping to see Justin. 

I know this so I let it play for six months. It was not easy but I had to so we could enjoy ourselves later.  I know you spoke to Justin while you watched me, and I also spoke to Justin...myself. It was programmed. The phone was programmed by me with a complex voice algorithm. It is like Google, if you want to search for something and you spell it wrongly, it will bring out the correct spelling and say 'search instead for'. It is algorithm.   

I knew the things to say and possible reply. I was not talking to myself but a programmed voice...just to convince you. They saw us go and search for Justin and guess what? You saw me coming back from the masjid that day....I was from the garage. I removed my disguise and registered as Justin. They had my picture to convince not just you but them that I was there. But there was something else. 

I boarded a small car for six passengers. All of the other passengers were my boys. The car was reported to have had an accident and the passengers died. I paid the driver three million naira and a job in USA to do this. He has left the country since. 

Justin is officially dead. It is more complicated than I have explained. By this, they stopped watching you. You lost Justin and fell in love with Jubril and I involved Addy. He feels his advice got you to love me. I think we should go inside. We have a dinner waiting for us.”   

Petra did not know how to respond to this. Justin bent and kissed her.   “Kai!” She exclaimed. “What if someone sees you. This is our compound!”   And someone did.   

Mercy was just alighting their car with her husband. She saw the love air between the two. There was no doubt Petra was not pretending.  'I knew it', she thought, ' she would fall for him and forget Justin.'   Justin felt he was going to enjoy this dinner. He had a family and a PhD!

Mercy gave her friend a hug and quickly whispered, “I told you, didn’t I?”       

“ What?”       

“ You are in love.”       

“ Yes, you did.”  Petra replied with a smile. “And I fell this love deeper than you would even think of.”  Mercy laughed.       

Justin came out of the car and joined them.        

“Amarya. (means: my Wife)” Justin said with a grin. Mercy’s husband, Sule saw Justin and came out of the car. He had seen Justin kissing his wife so he pretended to be using his phone not to embarrass Petra. He walked and joined them, exchanging pleasantries with Justin and Petra.      

 “Thank you for taking care of Mercy.” Justin said. “Like totally taking care of her. Well, that is what we do, take care of them.”  Sule responded with a smile and   Petra pouted.       

“What do you mean, Mr. Hubby?” She said. “You make it sound so one sided.”       

“Of course it is.” Justin said. “We take care of you…is that not what we do?”       

Sule was just smiling.       

“We do that.” He concurred.       

“And we don’t’ care for you guys?”  Petra asked him.       

Justin acted as if he was not sure if they did, trying to see if he had a reason to say they did.       

“Okay,”  Petra said, “we don’t take care of you, no problem. I accept that.’       

"You're trying to intimidate me, honey." Justin stated. "I'm not afraid of you or what you'll do, but I just want to say it was a joke." I call you Care on occasion, and Welfare on Sundays and Saturdays. I'm even angry with myself because you look after me but I don't look after you. "I am not completely rational." They were amused and laughed by the way he said it.

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