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” How dare you speak to my father that way?” he shouted as he charged towards Ife, but was held by two of the board members.

” Mr Richard, please calm down…. Let’s not break into a fight.

Ife gave a scowl and faced Richard squarely.

” If I were you…. I’ll be thinking of getting a good lawyer for my dad right now because your father is about to be jailed!!”

” What?… Ife how dare you speak to me in that manner?” Mr Coker shouted furiously.

Ife pulled out a picture from his suit and threw it at Mr Coker. The picture landed on the table.

” Do you recognize this man?….” He asked Mr Coker with a straight face.

Mr Coker took a glance at the picture and was dumbfounded.

Ife saw his expression and smiled.

” I thought as much….. his name is Spider and you sent him to my apartment to kill me!!…. But not too worry dear step father, he has been taken into the police custody and is being questioned right now…. You two have a lot of catching up to do in jail!!”

Mr Coker exchanged a glance with Richard and turned back to Ife.

” I don’t understand what you are saying?…. Are you accusing me of attempted murder?” Mr Coker stuttered.

” Yes I am!!…. But that is not all!!” Ife said and threw two other documents on the table.

” What is this?” Richard asked in confusion.

” This is a newspaper publication were I have openly declared that if anything should happen to me and Omar, the police should have you arrested!!…. You can also check online for more information.”

” And what of the second document sir?” Mr James asked Ife.

” This is the document of my marriage certificate…. Which means I am legally married now and so I want my dormant shares activated and the leadership handed over to me with immediate effect!!”

There was another loud murmurs among the board members.

” You mean you are ma… married?” Mr Judas stuttered.

Just then the door opened and Omar walked in gracefully.

” Distinguished board members…. I will like to officially introduce to you my wife….. Mrs Omar Mike Davis.” Ife said with a grin on his face.

“Good afternoon pastor. What a pleasant surprise sir.” Emeka greeted Pastor Nathaniel, surprised at the pastor’s visit.

” Good afternoon brother Emeka. How are you doing?” the pastor asked still standing at the door step of Emeka’s office.

” Doing fine pastor. Please come in.”

The pastor entered Emeka’s office and saw Binta resting on the office table. Binta straightened immediately and greeted the pastor.

Pastor Nathaniel, after he had fully settled on the visitors chair, began.

” Without taking much of your time brother Emeka, I’ll like to go into the reason why I’m here.” The pastor said.

And paused for a while.

” I was at my office this afternoon, when I had a strong leading in my spirit to come and pray for you and your family.” The pastor said and continued.

” Prior to that time, I had a revelation about you brother Emeka…. The enemy is set out to sieve you like a wheat…. But I have prayed for you that the Lord will have mercy on you and loose you from every shackles of bondage so that you won’t loose everything you have laboured so hard for……” Pastor Nathaniel said.

Emeka’s phone began to ring.

He sighed, knowing who it was.

” Pastor, I was actually about to go out for something very important, before you came in….” Emeka said a little hurriedly.

Pastor nodded his head and looked up at Emeka.

” Don’t worry brother Emeka…. Whatsoever it is you need to attend to, can wait…. But this prayer….. it cannot wait.” He said and rose to his feet.

” Shall we pray?” Pastor Nathaniel said.

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*One Month later.*

The wind rustled on the window panes followed by a lightening, then an angry thunder storm which vibrated, shaking the very essence of the building as the heavy rain poured down mercilessly.

She turned from one side of the king sized bed to another, shivering inspite of her unconscious state. There was a struggle as she turned from side to side with tears pouring from her eyes. She continued breaking into intermittent shivers as the wind rustled, followed by more thunder storms.

Her heart palpitated as she picked herself from the floor and began to run as fast as her legs could carry her. The thunder was catching up with her in the thick forest as she kept running, supporting her flapping breasts with her hands and screaming for help to whoever it may concern. At first, it was the thunder that pursued after her, but now, the very ground she stepped on had opened it’s mouth in an attempt to swallow her.

She increased her pace as she ran on, until she saw a small building in the midst of the forest.

” There must be someone in it to help me out.” She thought, and began to run towards the very building. The gate was opened and she managed to get in and forcefully locked the gates against the boisterous wind.

Immediately, there was calm.

She walked slowly as if she counted her steps as she approached the building entrance.

Opening the door, she entered in the same pace. The room was dark, except for a little lantern that lit the far end of the room.

The familiarity of the room hit her as she moved closer to the light with her heart palpitating. The dampness of the rags lying carelessly on the floor, filled her nostrils.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

The building looked deserted already. But she could hear whispers as she approached, whispers that became clearer and clearer, until she saw them each, sitting on a stool and staring at her. They were five in number which focused intently on her.

But the oldest of them was a man and a woman putting on faded pieces of clothes that looked like rags. The man supported his frame with a stick.

” Welcome home Omar.” The man’s voice vibrated in the small room.

Omar shook her head in despair, with a look of disdain in her eyes.

” This is not my home!!…. And I don’t know you all!!” She said, pointing her hands at them.

They all broke into an hysterical laughter that sent shivers of fear down her spine.

The old man stood up immediately and began walking towards her. Revealing his toothless gums as he approached her.

The more he approached, the more she moved backwards.