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nikz:
to me you're the best male writer on nairaland. Your story is suspense filled, intriguing, action packed and romantic as well. It's as if I'm watching it on TV. Abeg keep up the good work you'll definitely go places. Nice one jare and God bless u

wow, thanks ma'am...I appreciate God bless you

The shoe print Osi found:

It took Osi just some seconds to determine that the spot behind the bush had been used as the hiding spot by the attacker.
He couldn't believe it! The very same spot he had waited for Steve while hiding. He couldn't help but feel guilty about it. He observed the path behind the bush, checked the tree branches for any torn piece of cloth(okrika) but he found nothing.
It seemed he spent 30 minutes walking around aimlessly because he didn't find any clue, nothing at all.

He remembered seeing an empty bottle of alcohol sometime last week and he looked round but there was no such luck this time around.
Maybe the killer hadn't made a mistake after all. No, he shook his head.It was his fault: he had brought attention to the hiding spot and Osi cursed himself for not thinking ahead earlier.
He knew he would need to clear the bush completely. He thought of walking up to the gate and asking Dr Nwachukwu for a cutlass but he decided against it, the way the man would be feeling right now, he could end up using the cutlass on him instead.
So he hurried home instead. He could recall seeing one in pastor Bartholomew's kitchen store and had concluded the pastor used it for yard work and to level the grass in his backyard.

Ten minutes later, he was back at the site swinging the machete furiously as he cut down the bush.

He was filled with guilt as he recalled hiding in this exact same spot waiting for Steve to show up. Maybe the man had seen him, maybe the man had gotten the idea to strike after seeing him hide in this location. Maybe...

He stopped his thoughts and movements suddenly and fell to his knees observing the ground intently.
he removed the leaves gently until he could see the print clearly.
It was a shoe print.
Judging by the markings on the sand it looked like the print had been left by a sports footwear. Probably from a trainers.
He suddenly remembered back in Steve's house, when he had broken in and Steve had dropped his footwear in shock. He had gone jogging and Osi had noticed it was some kind of trainers.
Could it be the very same?.

He studied the ground some more but then he became less convinced. If he could recall perfectly Steve was a giant of a man with massive feet but the print he was looking at was left by a medium sized and even smaller shoe.

Or maybe the print was left by someone else, maybe a farmer?
He shook his head. He couldn't allow his conviction of Steve's guilt make him make excuses.

Osi was so deep in thought he didn't know when he sat on the floor.
He was really confused.


°°•°•°•°•
When Joy woke up Amara had dozed off on her father's shoulder.
Dé Nwachukwu had returned not too long ago and had told her to go home and get some rest and eat. But she had refused. She wasn't going to leave her sister's side.

But she was tired and she dozed off not long after and her father stroked her hair gently as she slept.
Dé Nwachukwu was filled with a powerful emotion and he felt protective. He loved his daughters and he had promised his wife on her dying bed that he was going to look after them.
He couldn't believe he had almost broken that promise.

He was filled with joy when Joy woke up and he patted Amara gently. "Shhhh...Joy is awake..joy has woken up"
Amara woke up immediately. She stood up and hurried to her younger sister's side.
"Joy how are you? How are you feeling?"
"Amara..what happened?" Joy looked at her surroundings then she seemed to remember it all of a sudden.
"My head is soo heavy" she complained
"Its okay..do you want anything? Should I get the doctor?" Amara asked placing the back of her hand on her sister's neck to feel the temperature.
"Joy did you see who attacked you last night?" Dé Nwachukwu asked.
Joy was quiet as she tried to recall the unpleasant event.
"I didn't see his face..he..he grabbed me from behind.." A single tear rolled down her cheeks as she seemed to envision the attack.
"Joy its okay you don't need to talk about it" Amara assured her
"Actually she does...you what are you doing here?"
Amara turned and saw the question had been directed at Osi.
The pastor had returned and since it was visitation hour, he had walked undisturbed straight to the room.
"Sir I came to see your daughter..I'm sorry about what happened"
Dé Nwachukwu nodded. If it were someone else he wouldn't hesitate to send him away but he liked this tall man and besides he could remember him warning him that Okudili was not the killer and the warning had fallen on deaf ears.

"How is she?" Osi asked Amara. He gave her a nylon bag "I bought some fruits for her"
"Thank you..that was really thoughtful"
Dé Nwachukwu also appreciated the gesture. He hadn't even thought about it.

"I'm fine...I wish I can sit up, I'm tired of lying down" Joy complained.
"You need to rest, the doctor would come and remove the needle very soon" Dé Nwachukwu assured her. "But please try and answer my question can you remember anything that would make us recognize the attacker?"

Osi held his breath and prayed for a miracle as Joy closed her eyes deep in thought.
"No..I remember he said something and I know I have heard that voice before, but everything happened too fast"
Osi spoke up this time "So you can't remember anything at all...maybe you glanced at his skin colour?"
Dé Nwachukwu looked at him. For him to mention skin colour meant he was definitely thinking of the European. After all he was the only one with a different skin colour in the village.

"No..it happened really fast and before I knew it he had pushed me to the tree and I fainted" Joy replied apologetically.
"Its alright...the most important thing is that you're safe"
"Wait..I remember he smelled nice...like a very strong aftershave or strong body spray the scent was really sharp"
"Hmmm.." Osi thought about this new piece of information. It really didn't feel like a clue.
He didn't see any need to mention the shoe print, maybe he would tell Amara later and mention the hiding spot and also the fact that he might be guilty of unknowingly showing the killer the hiding spot.
But he had leveled it to the ground now. There was nothing more he could do.
One thing was certain, he had to expose this killer before he returned to his church duties. And he was on duty this coming Sunday. So he had three more days.

He bade them goodbye and assured Dé Nwachukwu he would come by the house later when the man requested to see him.
Amara said she wanted to escort Osi and her father nodded. The doctor had come in and he was focused on the woman as she attended to his daughter.

°•°•°•
"So what are you going to do now?" Amara asked Osi as they descended the stairs.
"You mean what are we going to do..we're a team remember?" He corrected her with a smile. He seemed to forget every worry whenever he was with her and right now he was aware of only her presence, the killer could go to hell!
"You're right..what are we going to do?" Amara asked
"I found a shoe print that possibly belongs to the killer somewhere in the woods where he must have been hiding'
"Shoe print?" She sounded excited "Did you discover anything else?"
He shook his head. "Sadly no..but I took a picture of the pattern and if I have to go round the village looking at the sole of peoples feet then so be it"
"Hmm..." Amara held his hand stopping him till he looked at her.
They were face to face and he suddenly had a powerful urge to kiss her.
what kind of pastor am I? I'm backsliding terribly!

But Amara seemed to have other ideas.. Something her sister had said caught her attention.
"I can point you in a good direction to start"
"Really...where?"
"I remember Paul used to have this very strong deodorant it almost choked me the day I hugged him and the other day he grabbed me"
"Hmmm.." Osi scratched his jaw. He hadn't shaved in days and a three day stubble was increasing rapidly by the day.
"Do you have an idea the size of shoe he wears?"
"Errrm...I'd say average"
"Hmm...he's a prime suspect then, but does he wear okrika?"
She shook her head. "Not that I know of, right from time he used to love wearing designer clothes"
"Okay...stay with your father and sister and please don't go anywhere alone, I need to pay the man a visit"
,"okay.." She held his hand when he wanted to turn and he looked at her.
She decided to go for it, she had never kissed any man by making the first move before but she had a feeling she could grow white hair waiting for Osi to make a move.
She gave him a quick kiss on the lips and Osi blinked trying to clear his scrambled vision. His brain was spinning like planet Earth but without any axis.
"What..what was that for?" He asked it felt nice and he wouldn't mind another one. He could tell it was going to hunt his memory. It had already started.
Amara smiled at him shyly "that was for good luck, please be careful.

DeadRat:
u no won update today

I go update very soon, lemme just cross the T's and dot the I's.. gracias bro

Honeydawealth:
see I support u nd Honourable.... I've been sayin it, nd I'll continue to say dat Stevenson is d Killer...

Oga Souloho19 if u want to put twist as u've earlier said...... Sha dont lie dat Stevenson is not d killer, so as to please some people dat are stil a 'douting Thomas' after u've made it obvious dat d devil is STEVENSON!!!

Weldone my crush....

lol..nothing is certain yet o, don't worry everything would be explained in due time and the dots would connect. but Steve is really looking like the devil. I'd bet the Christmas chicken I'd win from Mobecs on the european

honourable356:
Hehehehehehehe....

Toying with your audience emotion with an undeniable and devastating accuracy.

Leaving clues here and there...

Then flowing with the audiences comments(just like some comedians) .. making it possible for you to twist who the killer might be as easily as you left the clues... *smiles* a captivating talent indeed...

The possibility of what that head of yours could come with is endless. hehehehe..
However, Credit should go to your audience whose extraordinary comments, ideas,debate,argument,opinion, spurs you on and contributed in an unspeakable way to make you an extraordinary writer.


Well, well, back to the story at hand... the clues left were many to nail the European.
And moreover the activities of the European is not helping his cause either..
That brutal rape and murder of his wife NAILED him completely. it is not a coincidence and neither was there a copy cat.

A copy cat?? how did the said copy cat knew about the European secret?? Doesn't make sense...

Pastor Bath.?
How could he have murder okudili when he himself was at the vigil too... and I am guessing at the high table while Osi ministered.. But the wine incident makes him a suspect too. He could easily locate where the wine is but what rules him out concerning that clues was that, he too would have drank from that wine... unless ....well your guess is as good as mine.

The butcher
He is just one of the decoy or should I say a pawn threw in by the writer to make the debate of who the devil is longer and even more interesting and undoubtedly captivating.
I wonder how educated the butcher might be to be able to have perfect knowledge of that poison. How did he know where the wine was?? Remember the devil easily located that wine.

Paul??
I have effect evilly ruled out the wanna be kidnapper. He is just another pawn in this game. His incident with Amara doesn't in anyway portray him the devil... he did what he did to Amara publicly while Joy was inside... something the devil would never do.


Well, our best bet is the white man but pastor Bath. can't be ruled out totally.

But as things stand now, all directions point to the WHITE MAN.

An interesting story..
Like I said before, With souloho19 on the wheel, you are in for and an intriguing adventure.

Who has not entertained so far??
You??
I doubt.

Excellent.

honourable I greet you sir, you're right the readers have been 100% helpful and responsible for the progress of this story. I never knew we had so many detectives on nairaland o.. thanks for your comment it is indeed honourable
As for the killer..........

Observer3:
o boy see confam story

Op afta dis story eh jus halla me make I buy u one bottle of burukutu biko u deserve am...lol

lol thanks boss..a bottle of ammunition from delayed diagnosis or a litre of Dé John's palmwine would do the trick

iamloyalty:
Pastor Batholomew had
contradicted himself, first
indicating the bruising was
horrible but later he had said she
looked okay and wasn't really
hurt.
Osi decided the pastor didn't
want him to worry but he prayed
that indeed the injury would be
minor.

This and the wine incident makes the me to suspectios of the pastor and his brother.

Paul: Of all the girls the devil has lusted after oluchi was not among and no attempt has been on her yet. The devil cannot rape or kill his own sister. So I wont rule paul out yet.

The butcher: He his good in using the knife, he never liked okudili, he his always at the market making him to see everything going on.

Steve: The word bitches and the açt of bestiality is common with Europeans.

My #1000 bet is still on steve although am still waiting to be surprised.

nice analysis...by the way where is mobecs? I remember she bet her Christmas chicken that the devil is Paul.
just in case I would need that drumstick.

Oroolorun:
Oga Souloho19, u really deserve to be arrest & prosecute since u know d devil who had been committing all this evil crimes & u refused to name him so that he can receive part of the 49.4 million stones satan received in Mecca this year. Ride on.

lol..don't worry better rock would fall on the devil when his time is up

jagugu88li:
Let me get my Dolce & Gabbana coz I am angel .

Someone please brew me some tradition beer or wine.......I will need it.

Thanks ma.......make I see what we have here
Chai....page 31......I have die

welcome, I believe you'd catch up don't worry. as for the drink we have excess palmwine so just help yourself

Nmaglit:
i can't wait for the day the monster will b caught. Lovely update

thanks bro..I can hardly wait also but I feel very soon his luck would run out.

Pastor Batholomew came in just as Osi was contemplating leaving the house. He had been holding onto the the house key and thinking if he should leave it in the flowerpot as usual.

"Pastor...were you thinking of going out?" Pastor Batholomew asked him as he shrugged off his coat.
"Yes...I wanted to see someone else"
"Hmm...that may not be such a good idea..at least not now" pastor Batholomew unknotted his tie and Osi wondered where he had suited up to so early in the morning.
But his attention was currently caught up in something the pastor was saying.
"Why? Osi asked him
"Because our people can look at it and decide you're behind the crimes..especially as you stayed behind. they would build imaginary bridges and link you to the killings.They won't remember you came just this weel and that you were intact invited by me"
"Pastor...I'm still not getting you...is there something I'm missing? what happened?"

"Oh...you didn't hear!" He hung his coat on one of the chair and approached Osi. He lowered his voice "The killer struck yesterday"
"What!" Osi was shocked. Although he knew the killer was still on the loose but still he was shocked.
Pastor Bartholomew went on apparently oblivious to Osi's reaction. "It seems Okudili was innocent after all...or at least innocent of crimes of this nature"
"Who did he kill" Osi asked breathlessly. The truth was he was tired of seeing and hearing of dead bodies. The candle night and the pictures from two nights ago still had some lingering effects on him.
"She's in the hospital..that's where I went from Church when her mother called me, i hurried here immdiately.She's a very lucky girl"
"Thank God" Osi was suddenly excited. The killer must have made a mistake, probably hundreds of mistakes. The thing was even with a careful and well planned murder, there could be as many as 99 things or as few as a single detail that could go wrong. But now something new had happened, the killer had struck and he hadn't been able to kill her, hadn't raped her too. He must have attacked out of desperation or maybe he thought the opportunity was too good to pass up.
He would need to speak to the girl. Whoever she was she was extremely favoured and she would have little important details that can help crack this case once and for all.

"Who's the girl..have I met her before?" Osi asked again, rather impatiently this time.
Pastor Batholomew sat down and began rolling his shirt sleeves to the elbows. when he didn't meet Osi's eyes, the pastor began to panic.

"her injury is nothing life threatening..its not really serious. She was slammed into a tree...and when I saw her I thought-"
Osi interrupted pastor Bartholomew "pastor who is the person? Who was attacked?"
"Her name is Joy-"
"Wait...Joy?! Amara's younger sister?" Now he was really shocked and panicking
Pastor Batholomew was equally surprised " yes..you know her?"
Osi flashed back and remembered Joy handing him the bar soap after making the impression of the key, he remembered Joy listening intently as he went through a plan, remembered her witty humour and sharp mouth.

He earnestly hoped she wasn't traumatized and he prayed her spirit was not broken.

Pastor Batholomew was looking as Osi like he was waiting for an answer to the question Osi couldn't even remember.
He had just one thing on his mind now and he asked pastor Batholomew "pastor which hospital is she in?"

°•°•°•

The hospital was not in Amaife. It was on the outskirts of the main town. On the side of a long stretch of road. somewhere in between the town and Amaife
When Osi located the place he wondered if the hospital was Government owned because it sure didn't look like a private hospital.

It took few minutes and some serious explanation to the extremely thin nurse Lady at the reception.
If Dracula had been a woman and was exposed to sun for too long she probably would have been a doppelganger to this woman.
She had a foul mood to accompany her looks.
She observed Osi with her head bent slightly so she could look at him above her glasses. She sneered when he introduced himself as a pastor who was a close family Friend.
"You'll need to come back" she pointed at a piece of paper attached to the wall. it read: Visitation hours Mon-Sat: 01:00pm- 4:00pm

"Please I really need to see her. It is very important..they need prayers and the comfort of the holy spirit now more than over..please I won't waste time..I request for just five minutes.pleeeaasse"

Maybe she wasn't that bad after all because she studied hi. for some seconds and led the way without saying anything. Osi followed her.
They ascended a flight of steps and Osi couldn't help but wonder how injured Joy would be. Pastor Batholomew had contradicted himself, first indicating the bruising was horrible but later he had said she looked okay and wasn't really hurt.
Osi decided the pastor didn't want him to worry but he prayed that indeed the injury would be minor.
He thought about Dé Nwachukwu and Amara and wondered how they were holding up.

°•°•°•°•
Amara was surprisingly holding it well. Or so it would seem, the truth was on a closer look she was barely holding back from bursting into tears.
Seeing her sister receiving a drip in her arm and her race bandaged caused her chest to tighten whenever she saw Joy lying helplessly on the bed.
Her sister was in a deep sleep and had literally been filled with painkillers.
Dé John had left the hospital about an hour ago.
Amara sat down on the chair beside the bed. She held her sister's free hand. The doctors had said her skull was not cracked and no serious damage had been done. But staring at her sister's swollen lips and purple face she was almost moved to tears again.
"Joy..joy if you can hear me its alright...you're going to be okay" she whispered gripping her hand tightly.

The door opened and a mean looking nurse stepped in. Amara thought she had probably come to change the intravenous bag or to check on Amara but then she turned and addressed someone behind her.
"Five minutes...be snappy"
"I'm grateful..thank you"
She recognized Osi's voice before she saw him and her mood lightened considerably.

After announcing the time, the vampire looking nurse left the room a bit stiffly after she emphasized on the limited time again.
"How's she?"
They both looked at Joy in silence.

"She's alright...she would get better"
amara said confidently. She had decided to make a conscious effort to be positive.
"That's the spirit...I don't have much time here..I just need you to explain to me exactly as it happened"
"Actually I wasn't around..I was with Oluchi when Joy left me earlier with some of her friends, she said they'll escort each other home. Only for me to hear she was attacked"
"Did you speak to her? Did she tell you anything she noticed? Anything at all"
"No...she's been sleeping since, she only woke up for about two minutes and conked out almost immediately.
Osi decided he would go and check out the intended crime scene. There was every possibility he would find some kind of clue. He would need to talk to Joy also. w hoped he had seen the attacker even if for just a second or maybe she had recognized the voice or maybe a distinct smell.

"Did you find out anything about Paul?" Amara asked him invading his thoughts and he blinked.
"Paul..?"
"Yes..Oluchi's brother"
Because he could read her eyes clearly and see the meaning he thought it best to tell her right away. "Actually Paul was around..I saw him myself and spent time talking with him. There's no way he's behind this attack"
Amara nodded hut she seemed unconvinced "pastor if there's anything I've learnt from you its not to put a limit on the capacity of man's wickedness.
He nodded. She was right. If indeed Paul was the killer all it would require is dedication and speed and he would get into the village from the other end before Osi stepped foot in Amaife.
Or maybe he had an accomplice? He thought about mentioning it to Amara but decided not to. He would need to visit the scene immediately first.
He had about 3 minutes left and decided to share a short prayer with the sisters.

His phone rang as he was about to begin, distorting his thoughts and he silenced it immediately. Although Joy was obviously in a deep sleep and the ringtone
Could definitely not wake her.
The caller I.d read: Bukky.
"Hello?"
"For he's a jolly good fellow, for he's a jolly good fellow...." The phone must have been on loud speaker because he could hear Ovie and Gregory's voice over the line.
He had even forgotten today was his birthday. Gregory seemed to be going off key and he smiled genuinely for the first time that day.

His friends asked him when he was coming back to PortHarcourt and they assured him they had a nice gift for him.
He thanked them and didn't mention Joy's attack when they asked about the progress of the investigation. " I believe I'm making progress" he replied "...I'd like you to make some research for me about a crime that took place in Ukraine...you..Ovie are you there?"
Ovie grunted in reply and Osi rambled on apparently satisfied.

"No problem I'd send whatever I dig up as an attachment" Ovie assured him "wait this is about the white man right"
"Yes! I never really liked the man, he's too nice that something is definitely fishy." Ovie answered his own question with the conclusion.

When he ended the call, his five minutes was already up. He expected to see the doctor poke her face into the room and drive him out any minute from now.
"Today is your birthday?" Amara asked
"Yes..how did you know"
""Your phone is quite loud and I heard them singing for you...they're nice people"
"Oh..." He moved closer to Joy for a close up inspection.
There was no piece of skin under her fingernails which probably meant she hadn't been able to defend herself and fight back...the killer might be very strong. He remembered how Steve had lifted him easily off the ground days ago.

The doctor arrived right on cue. She touched her watch impatiently and gestured with her head signalling Osi that the five minutes was over.
The time was 11:45am. He decided he would be back in the next 1 hour, 15 minutes by 2 in the afternoon.
But right now he left the hospital without any resistance.
The truth was he needed to find out how the devil attacked. It looked like mpulse like he hadn't really planned it thoroughly and Osi could only hope that he would make an important discovery.

Gabsi422:
Guys, I am 100% sure that the killer is NOT Stevenson.
It should be Pastor Bathlomew, his brother or even De John.

Dé John..I like the sound of that...thanks for commenting bro

Sexyolori:
Stevenson is not the killer. The killer is someone we never thought of or suspected. @Souloho, please give me the link to your other story Delayed Diagnosis...

https://www.nairaland.com/3571801/delayed-diagnosis


thanks dear...that's the link (above) to my first story. God bless

OluwabuqqyYOLO:
If, eventually, Steve happens to be the killer, the story won't be extraordinary. Souloho, I am very sure of you. The killer is not Steve. Someone else must have known who Steve was. That someone else is simply a copycat of Steve's past. I suspect someone close to Steve himself. But, who?

hmm..mind stimulating..but who..that's the question?? thanks for your comment boss I appreciate.

GODSMILEFOREVER:
Am 100% sure that the killer is Stevenson ;
Consider these

1 The Letter : It was because of this letter that Obioma's mother and the last girl was killed.

The only reason why Pastor Osi was set free was because the European saw the letter with him.

2. The content of the brief case.

3. The exchange of the holy communion wine.

These all point to one person I.e Stevenson the European.
This is my own analysis

thanks bro..ur analysis is deeply appreciated...tnx boss

[quote author=larride post=60111044]Souloho19

Wonderful piece this one. more ink to your notepad.

So we are both serving in Ebony, maybe we need to see so that you can just finish the story for me at once.[/quote

tnx bro..wow where in ebonyi are yoj serving. I remember you from the sports thread..gracias bro

kukoyi:
He was the one finding out, if they had their communion at home to know if his devilish plan worked, he lied about his name and other things, there's no other person the Steve or his twin brother in the spirit realm.

lol..twin brother spirit realm...I agree all clues point to Stevenson..but I like to call myself 'twisting tiger'

Criis:
The communion wine
When an attempt was made to poison Pastor Osi
Who would have had easy access to the wine?
Who would have had extra wine?

bro I must commend your reasoning..ur thoughts are really making sense

Countrygirl:
he has enough love to go round, can you imagine? I'm thinking of what to do with him

lol...my very own joy..what do you want to do with me na

PWEETYWIZZY:
Quite short buh it will pass, as long as it's from u and by d way I can't predict who d devil is but am 100 percent sure of one tin THE DEVIL WEARS OKRIKA.

lol..tnx...its getting clearer trust me

Mariinee:
Sleep well souloho
Thank you for the small dinner.

thanks babe..I definitely slept well. don't worry I'd update heavily later today..tnx for commenting

stephenGee12:
Hey meneski my blooda.
Wadup na.
Omo na work oooo.


Souloho19 abeg I wan ask for forgiveness I been dey read ur story but I no comment I gats forgive me thou

bro welcome back..I missed your comments...how you dey

Chapter 13
Dé Nwachukwu had never felt as angry as he felt that morning. He was breathing fire and every now and then he would stand up and pace round the living room.
His friends and fellow leaders: Dé John and Pa Kenneth tried to sooth him by quoting parables and words of encouragement. But Dé Nwachukwu was hardly listening.
"My daughter! My Joy! Almost killed...almost raped!" he kept on lamenting
"The key word is almost my friend...the gods didn't let that happen" Dé John said wisely. He was the most traditional of the three men and had voiced his disapproval concerning the crusade right from the beginning.

But this morning Dé Nwachukwu was not in the mood. "To hell with the gods!!" he snapped . He could remember vividly how his daughter had looked, her face swollen from the impact with the tree.
He sighed then repeated himself "to hell with the gods!!! They misled us in thinking Okudili was the killer but now there's another one in our midst"..
"It must be a copycat...we'd get him very very soon" pa Kenneth spoke up and managed to stop Dé Nwachukwu from walking about.
"My friend..let's be thankfully that your daughter is still alive..she was not raped and she's healthy" Pa Kenneth adviced
Dé Nwachukwu agreed but He shuddered as he thought about how close his daughter had almost been raped.
"I'd only she can recognise the person" Pa Kenneth said after some time.
"No" Dé Nwachukwu sat down finally "she can't recognize him, he had a mask on... A face mask. "My fellow elders you know what this means? Okudili was not responsible for the others...he was set up"

°•°•°•
Amara sat on the bed beside her younger sister.
Joy was still resting and the pain killers had pig her in a deep sleep.

She was really shaken to the core and she knew she couldn't stand it I'd anything happened to her sister.
She listened intently to the voices coming from the parlour.
Her mind immediately drawing a mental picture of the European.
Yes if Steve was indeed the devil then it was high time they set him up.

°•°•°•

Osi was 26 today. It was his birthday. The day didn't feel special, instead he had woken up with a bad feeling. Like a grey cloud hanging over his head.
He needed to see Amara..

((p.s: had to drop something..sorry for the short update)

Tolezy001:
Soul hala me when update wan land o abeg.

bro I'm about to update..but to be truthful its quite short..honestly I'm tired and fighting with sleep like this. would make up for it tomorrow hopefully

Mariinee:
I just have to drop a comment. Souloho19,this is terrific,to say the least!
Jagugu88li,have you seen this paddie mi?

thanks dear pls don't touch that dial

donkelz:
Are u back? Happy Sunday bro

thanks bro..happy new week..I'm back few hours ago

Honeydawealth:
Finally,I can comment!! I don know what d problem is dat I couldn't log in wit my previous accnt....

Anyways....... Those of u dat dat didnt believe dat d devil is stevenson... NOW U SHOULD BELIEVE!!! because u all 'heard' abi should I say 'saw' d devil when he was calling Joy a 'bitch'...... Which I believe its d language d foreign people uses in cursing alot.... So I believe SOULOHO! U're doin wonderfully well! Thumbs up!
It's ur girl Oyindawealth, now Honeydawealth.... Peace!

welcome back dear..missed you

Erudite2028: what part of Ebonyi @Soulho?
I will personally pay you visit if am convenient
Am from Onicha LGA

Bro I stay at ezza south stay blessed bri

rosalieene:
safe trip dear

Tnx dear, I'm just arriving

tenderblaze:
Awwww luck was really on joy's side. As for d killer, my best bet is Steve cos I doubt if anyone in d village would use d word BITCH (whites r fond of DAT word)which d killer called joy in d cos of d assault.

To u souloh nice piece you've got. keep it u. I dey follow u bk to bk from delayed diagnosis to this one and many more hopefully.

I sight you tenderblaze...tnx for sticking with me

jupitre:
Spices kwa?whatever a father gives his child,his child appreciates..Ration ogini??Even if you give us raw,we will thank you..Souloho19,you are mouthed..God bless you sir..

Spices kwa?whatever a father gives his child,his child appreciates..Ration ogini??Even if you give us raw,we will thank you..Souloho19,you are mouthed..God bless you sir..

Lols..thanks boss, u're too much. I'm currently on the road travelling back to ppa(ebonyi)
I'd try and update bro