Thread by @lungstagangsta

T X was e agent in charge of briefing Minister X on his daily security briefings. That Monday morning, 4 hours before Minister X, would give a speech at Xxx Stadium, T X advised the minister to cancel his speech due 2 e seriousness and tangibility of the threat that awaited him

That, my friends, is the beginning paragraph of THE DEPARTMENT OF ESPIONAGE series.

Mister Minister, I'd advise that you cancel your speech tonight. T X said, outlining the dangers that awaited the minister.

Maybe it's a harmless threat, the minister said.

Saying this, the minister reminded T X that many a security briefings were full of dangerous and serious threat that never materialized.

'Who would want me dead?' he asked. 'I'm a man of the people. Our people love me.'

T X bit his lip. The minister was loved, no doubt, but with love came haters. There's no love without hate. To be loved you have to be hated.

There was no need for T X to remind the minister of his haters and potential killers one by one. He had done do for hundreds of days since he was first tasked with running the minister's security detail when the minister was appointed in 2020, only a year ago.

Who would want me dead? The minister was saying. I take care of my people.

You can please the majority of them, X said to the minister, but there'll be one or two you did or said something to them to piss them off. Two them who want you dead.

What could have I said? Obviously the best place to start is social media, but I've long deleted my Twitter account. I only speak on T.V. now.

Mr Minister, for your own sake, don't give that speech tonight. I mean this morning.

No. I have a duty to fulfil and I'll give that speech today. Beef up your security guys. If they're any good, they'll prevent any loose head from taking any chances

I've always wanted to do a spy novel.

Who would want me dead? The minister was saying. I take care of my people.

@threadreaderapp unroll