Mr. Ayo told her they weren’t around and asked if there was a problem.
Itoro responded, carefully squeezing the back of her skirt with one hand. "No, nothing. I just wanted to check on them. I heard your children weren’t feeling well. You know you're my brother-in-law—anything that affects my sister affects me too. That’s why I’m here."
"I understand, but you know a lot is happening in the world. During these trying times, my wife and I decided to keep some matters private," Mr. Ayo replied, staring at her.
"Something like what? I might be able to help," Itoro said, her tone convincing. But Mr. Ayo remained firm.
"It's not to make you feel bad, but I wish I could share it with you. Is there anything else you’d like to discuss? You must have an important reason for coming here," he said, squeezing the small foam in his hand to release the water.
"These days, I'm careful about who comes to my house. If you were a total stranger or someone I barely recognized, I would have sent you back or told you I was busy. The only reason I'm talking to you is because you're related to my wife."
Itoro paused for a moment, then complimented his car. He nodded and said, "Thank you."
She studied him for a while, trying a few tactics she thought might get him to talk, but none worked. Realizing her efforts were futile, she reluctantly greeted him and walked away. Mr. Ayo never suspected her of anything. He felt guilty for not telling her the truth, but at some point, he reminded himself that he had no other choice. He couldn't risk speaking openly, knowing there were ears around, ready to spread news about his family for malicious purposes.
Few days later, Itoro called her sister on the phone very early in the morning and she picked up. Bamidele told her that her husband mentioned her visit. Bamidele asked about her health and she told her she was fine. She apologized for not calling on time, explaining that she had been too busy handling several things, including taking care of her kids.
The moment she mentioned the children, Itoro immediately asked about them. Overcome with emotion, her sister unintentionally revealed that they had been in the hands of their pastor.
"You mean they're staying with him?"
"Yes for now."
"But why. They're supposed to be in your care. You're their mother." She said, trying to talk her to change her mind.
"Sist you don't understand. It's a long story. I can't start explaining everything from how it all started. And please don't let anyone hear this thing I'm telling you. I trust you that's why I'm telling you."
"Sist you and I have been together for long. You know right now I'm the next person that cares so much about you after your husband. Your secret is safe with me. Trust me. My only prayer is for your children to get better. I always put you in my prayers everytime."
"Amen. Amen. Just in case you want anything feel free to visit. If it's something I can give you I wouldn't hesitate okay."
"No problem. Take care of yourself." He said and abruptly cut the call and ángrily threw her phone on top of the small mat in her front. She gathered all the necessary information about the pastor's house. During the night, she concealed herself and made her way to the coven to deliver the report.
Their queen listened carefully before saying, "Since the children are in the pastor's hands, the charm might not be working like it used to but that don't worry. Killing them is very easy. We've done things even beyond this m what is ordinary children that you should be scared of. I am the queen and no one can challenge me Eliminating them through the mirror won't be easy. You’ll have to reach them in person."
"Yes ma. Now that they're no longer in the house reaching out to them is now the problems." Itoro said while on her knees.
She then stretched out her staff, and Itoro revealed the location. The mirror showed them the pastor’s building, but it couldn’t show inside—only the exterior. They could see the parked cars, a dog sleeping in the corner, and various objects scattered around the compound, but not the children.
"You have to go there yourself," the queen instructed. "I will give you a camouflage, turning you into a cat. As a cat, you can maneuver your way inside. Once you get in, bite each of the children and return immediately. They won't be able to wake up from that sleep. You know what to do to make your way back here—I taught you." Itoro nodded. The queen then turned to two of their newest recruits and commanded them to accompany Itoro. One was a mature woman in her late 50s, and the other was a young lady of 25. They both knelt before the queen, who summoned them into the mirror with her. In an instant, the three of them landed outside the pastor’s compound, now disguised as three dark female cats. Moving the middled one, signaled them and they quickly climbed the fence and leaped inside the building.
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Itoro responded, carefully squeezing the back of her skirt with one hand. "No, nothing. I just wanted to check on them. I heard your children weren’t feeling well. You know you're my brother-in-law—anything that affects my sister affects me too. That’s why I’m here."
"I understand, but you know a lot is happening in the world. During these trying times, my wife and I decided to keep some matters private," Mr. Ayo replied, staring at her.
"Something like what? I might be able to help," Itoro said, her tone convincing. But Mr. Ayo remained firm.
"It's not to make you feel bad, but I wish I could share it with you. Is there anything else you’d like to discuss? You must have an important reason for coming here," he said, squeezing the small foam in his hand to release the water.
"These days, I'm careful about who comes to my house. If you were a total stranger or someone I barely recognized, I would have sent you back or told you I was busy. The only reason I'm talking to you is because you're related to my wife."
Itoro paused for a moment, then complimented his car. He nodded and said, "Thank you."
She studied him for a while, trying a few tactics she thought might get him to talk, but none worked. Realizing her efforts were futile, she reluctantly greeted him and walked away. Mr. Ayo never suspected her of anything. He felt guilty for not telling her the truth, but at some point, he reminded himself that he had no other choice. He couldn't risk speaking openly, knowing there were ears around, ready to spread news about his family for malicious purposes.
Few days later, Itoro called her sister on the phone very early in the morning and she picked up. Bamidele told her that her husband mentioned her visit. Bamidele asked about her health and she told her she was fine. She apologized for not calling on time, explaining that she had been too busy handling several things, including taking care of her kids.
The moment she mentioned the children, Itoro immediately asked about them. Overcome with emotion, her sister unintentionally revealed that they had been in the hands of their pastor.
"You mean they're staying with him?"
"Yes for now."
"But why. They're supposed to be in your care. You're their mother." She said, trying to talk her to change her mind.
"Sist you don't understand. It's a long story. I can't start explaining everything from how it all started. And please don't let anyone hear this thing I'm telling you. I trust you that's why I'm telling you."
"Sist you and I have been together for long. You know right now I'm the next person that cares so much about you after your husband. Your secret is safe with me. Trust me. My only prayer is for your children to get better. I always put you in my prayers everytime."
"Amen. Amen. Just in case you want anything feel free to visit. If it's something I can give you I wouldn't hesitate okay."
"No problem. Take care of yourself." He said and abruptly cut the call and ángrily threw her phone on top of the small mat in her front. She gathered all the necessary information about the pastor's house. During the night, she concealed herself and made her way to the coven to deliver the report.
Their queen listened carefully before saying, "Since the children are in the pastor's hands, the charm might not be working like it used to but that don't worry. Killing them is very easy. We've done things even beyond this m what is ordinary children that you should be scared of. I am the queen and no one can challenge me Eliminating them through the mirror won't be easy. You’ll have to reach them in person."
"Yes ma. Now that they're no longer in the house reaching out to them is now the problems." Itoro said while on her knees.
She then stretched out her staff, and Itoro revealed the location. The mirror showed them the pastor’s building, but it couldn’t show inside—only the exterior. They could see the parked cars, a dog sleeping in the corner, and various objects scattered around the compound, but not the children.
"You have to go there yourself," the queen instructed. "I will give you a camouflage, turning you into a cat. As a cat, you can maneuver your way inside. Once you get in, bite each of the children and return immediately. They won't be able to wake up from that sleep. You know what to do to make your way back here—I taught you." Itoro nodded. The queen then turned to two of their newest recruits and commanded them to accompany Itoro. One was a mature woman in her late 50s, and the other was a young lady of 25. They both knelt before the queen, who summoned them into the mirror with her. In an instant, the three of them landed outside the pastor’s compound, now disguised as three dark female cats. Moving the middled one, signaled them and they quickly climbed the fence and leaped inside the building.
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Mr. Ayo told her they weren’t around and asked if there was a problem.
Itoro responded, carefully squeezing the back of her skirt with one hand. "No, nothing. I just wanted to check on them. I heard your children weren’t feeling well. You know you're my brother-in-law—anything that affects my sister affects me too. That’s why I’m here."
"I understand, but you know a lot is happening in the world. During these trying times, my wife and I decided to keep some matters private," Mr. Ayo replied, staring at her.
"Something like what? I might be able to help," Itoro said, her tone convincing. But Mr. Ayo remained firm.
"It's not to make you feel bad, but I wish I could share it with you. Is there anything else you’d like to discuss? You must have an important reason for coming here," he said, squeezing the small foam in his hand to release the water.
"These days, I'm careful about who comes to my house. If you were a total stranger or someone I barely recognized, I would have sent you back or told you I was busy. The only reason I'm talking to you is because you're related to my wife."
Itoro paused for a moment, then complimented his car. He nodded and said, "Thank you."
She studied him for a while, trying a few tactics she thought might get him to talk, but none worked. Realizing her efforts were futile, she reluctantly greeted him and walked away. Mr. Ayo never suspected her of anything. He felt guilty for not telling her the truth, but at some point, he reminded himself that he had no other choice. He couldn't risk speaking openly, knowing there were ears around, ready to spread news about his family for malicious purposes.
Few days later, Itoro called her sister on the phone very early in the morning and she picked up. Bamidele told her that her husband mentioned her visit. Bamidele asked about her health and she told her she was fine. She apologized for not calling on time, explaining that she had been too busy handling several things, including taking care of her kids.
The moment she mentioned the children, Itoro immediately asked about them. Overcome with emotion, her sister unintentionally revealed that they had been in the hands of their pastor.
"You mean they're staying with him?"
"Yes for now."
"But why. They're supposed to be in your care. You're their mother." She said, trying to talk her to change her mind.
"Sist you don't understand. It's a long story. I can't start explaining everything from how it all started. And please don't let anyone hear this thing I'm telling you. I trust you that's why I'm telling you."
"Sist you and I have been together for long. You know right now I'm the next person that cares so much about you after your husband. Your secret is safe with me. Trust me. My only prayer is for your children to get better. I always put you in my prayers everytime."
"Amen. Amen. Just in case you want anything feel free to visit. If it's something I can give you I wouldn't hesitate okay."
"No problem. Take care of yourself." He said and abruptly cut the call and ángrily threw her phone on top of the small mat in her front. She gathered all the necessary information about the pastor's house. During the night, she concealed herself and made her way to the coven to deliver the report.
Their queen listened carefully before saying, "Since the children are in the pastor's hands, the charm might not be working like it used to but that don't worry. Killing them is very easy. We've done things even beyond this m what is ordinary children that you should be scared of. I am the queen and no one can challenge me Eliminating them through the mirror won't be easy. You’ll have to reach them in person."
"Yes ma. Now that they're no longer in the house reaching out to them is now the problems." Itoro said while on her knees.
She then stretched out her staff, and Itoro revealed the location. The mirror showed them the pastor’s building, but it couldn’t show inside—only the exterior. They could see the parked cars, a dog sleeping in the corner, and various objects scattered around the compound, but not the children.
"You have to go there yourself," the queen instructed. "I will give you a camouflage, turning you into a cat. As a cat, you can maneuver your way inside. Once you get in, bite each of the children and return immediately. They won't be able to wake up from that sleep. You know what to do to make your way back here—I taught you." Itoro nodded. The queen then turned to two of their newest recruits and commanded them to accompany Itoro. One was a mature woman in her late 50s, and the other was a young lady of 25. They both knelt before the queen, who summoned them into the mirror with her. In an instant, the three of them landed outside the pastor’s compound, now disguised as three dark female cats. Moving the middled one, signaled them and they quickly climbed the fence and leaped inside the building.
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