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Falake vs Yahaya


Violence erupted outside the APC headquarters in Abuja this afternoon over the inconclusive election in Kogi state. Some thugs numbering over a thousand attempted to attack the party's choice in the December 5th supplementary election, Yahaya Bello as he arrived the secretariat this afternoon to attend a meeting with top party leaders. The thugs engaged the supporters of Yahaya in a free for all fight. Police and other security agents are working to restore law and order. Yahaya was the lost to Audu in the party's primary. Falake was Audu’s running mate, it might interest you to know that Falake picked Audu’s son as his running mate. More pix after the cut.....





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