🎈Chapter 33🎈

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Chapter 33

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8th of March

12:03 am

Alonso entered the bathroom feeling sad over the death of Faqua. Poor guy! Thinking the boss was giving him an opportunity to sleep with that girl!

From the moment Sefa woke up on the journey to Anambra while the others were still in their Zombie state; he knew she was a bad investment! He suddenly remembered how him and the guys had spent the night searching for Sefa when she got lost! How they scoured the entire forest! Only to find where she rested for the night with not footprints around the entire place.

How she managed to escape still gives him sleepless night and now this?

First, she escapes...

And then Buchi gets hurts...

Now Faqua is dead!

Who's going to be next? What kind of power does this girl possess to cause this kind of Chao in their tent! He was scared, his hands were trembling. He doesn't want to die yet.





Ray looked left and right before walking into a room then he finally walked in to see Faqua's corpse lying on the floor with a white sheet covering his entire body. He cringed his nose from the smell of roasted meat. He heard the rumor about him getting burnt but for him, but just like doubting Thomas, seeing is believing.

He opened up the face to reveal a burnt faced Faqua. "Jesus!" He screamed then he moved back shaking his head.

"God!"

Alonso walked in with two men, he hissed on seeing Faqua, "What are you doing here?" "I ..." He stammmered facing him, "Are you not supposed to be guarding the" "I being hear wetin happen," He cuts in, "I just say make I come see am. JD dey block the corner, I no leave am unguarded, na see I say make I see "

He scoffed knowing reverse could have been the case. The men carried the corpse out of the room. "Where una dey carry am go?" "Him burial ceremony now, abi you no go come?" "This time?"

"Shey make we wait make day break so that you go get time to take wear fine cloth?"

"No... No. I dey una back, I dey una back"




5:30 am

Gbadamosi sat in the living room playing worship chords on the keyboard. He stopped and scrolled through his post once again.

I will sing of the mercies of the LORD for ever: With my mouth will I make known thy faithfulness to all generations.

Next slide!

Word of Today- I must work the work of him that sent me while it is day. The night cometh when no man can work!

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