POV: Ayoola Davis --- We didn’t wear normal clothes to the campaign hub anymore. We wore vests. Dark gray, stitched with a gold emblem designed by one of Nate’s cousins who studied graphic design at UNILAG. The front read: > N&A 2025 — Power. Presence. Progress. Each person on the team had one, including me. Mine was tailored tighter, with my name — Vice Ayoola — embroidered subtly across the upper chest. “You like it?” Nate asked the morning he handed it to me, flashing a smile that was almost boyish. “It’s excessive,” I said. “Exactly,” he grinned. “People don’t vote for invisible.” --- That same day, he introduced new recruits. Two towering boys (Temi and Tade)with shoulders like prison gates. They didn’t talk much, but their presence was felt in every room. “They’re our

