THAT NIGHT IN ROOM 401 File

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DEEP THOTS NOVEL INSPIRED BY THE LIVING WORD OPEYEMI AKINTUNDE

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APPRECIATION
I APPRECIATE THE ALMIGHTY GOD FOR THE PRIVILEGE GIVEN TO WRITE

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I APPRECIATE MY WONDERFUL HUSBAND, YOU MAKE MARRIAGE LOOK AND

FEEL SO SIMPLE, YOUR UNFLINCHING SUPPORT TOWARDS MY MINISTRY
EVEN BAFFLES ME… IT MAKES ME KNOW THAT GOD’S EYES ARE ALLOVER
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LOVER…AND EVERYTHING YOU HAVE IN YOUR CAPACITY TO BE TO ME…
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DEDICATION
I DEDICATE THIS NOVEL TO MY SOURCE, MY INSPIRATION, MY

FOUNDATION, THE GIVER OF THE OIL UPON MY HEAD…
TO GOD THE FATHER, THE SON AND THE HOLY SPIRIT.
I AM NOTHING WITHOUT THE TRINITY.

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PART 1
Where it all Started!

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PART 1
"THAT NIGHT IN ROOM 401"
©Opeyemi Akintunde
I was at that point in my music career when my voice was the hit... I was
a Gospel Musician but with a very unique voice and style of music. Larry
was my keyboardist, He was divinely anointed to play the Keyboard. He
was married and I was too....
He just knew how to play the right tune.... He gave my music its style...
Our families knew each other well, my husband never saw him as a threat,
and neither did his wife have a problem with us travelling around for sold
out shows.... He was the instrument, I was the voice... A match ordained
by God to bless lives....
Emotions started getting in the way, I started seeing ways in which he was
better than my husband. He started seeing how we fit each other
perfectly...
We couldn't help each other as sometimes we would shed tears of wishing
we were married to each other. Our thought was If we were married, we
would be a couple doing great exploits for the LORD... Sometimes I felt
like hugging him so tight and it took strong will not to touch his soft lips...
He sometimes would give me a big hug after our show, onlookers thought
it was just a professional hug, but he would whisper “I love you more than
anything in this world, I wish you were mine"
It was genuine, I loved him and He loved me... But we were married to
other people!
Before I go on in my tale, what do you think I should have done?... if you

were in my shoes, What would you have done???? I need your genuine
answers....

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PART 2
MY NAME IS GRACE!
( Opeyemi Akintunde as Grace)

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"THAT NIGHT IN ROOM 401"(2)

©Opeyemi Akintunde
I can imagine a lot of solutions you would have come up with about my
dilemma but “It is Easier said and advised than done"... My situation was
like that of a person caught between Pharaoh and the "red sea"...
I was in a marriage where circumstances beyond my control was the basis
for the marriage. I married my husband at the age of 19 as a way out of
poverty to take care of my Single Diabetic mother and my three younger
sisters...So to be honest, I had never felt Love all my life till I met Larry,
my keyboardist... Even God knew this was the first time I had ever felt the
thing called " LOVE"....Point of correction, it wasn't lust, I felt LOVE...the
love that tore at my heart....Love that made me happy but yet couldn't be
expressed. This made me lose weight. I tried to back off, I tried looking for
another keyboardist,
But....
Unfortunately for me, Larry was the kind of man I wanted, He was spiritual(
He was full of the Word of God, we prayed for hours together), He was
musically inclined, He knew how to make me laugh till I had tears in my
eyes, something my husband never achieved for years of being married.
I faked my happiness, and the only thing that ever made me smile was my
MUSIC...
And Larry was in my Music...
My in-laws did not make matters easy, as Daniel and I were not from the
same tribe, my husband was Igbo, and the fact I was Yoruba was not
acceptable..., I always felt misplaced, But Larry, my keyboardist was from
my tribe, and this made us jell well.
Also, there is something I haven't mentioned, My husband Daniel had
been declared Medically infertile, he had what was called " NO SPERM
count"....but Larry, my keyboardist was so fertile he had 4 girls and 2 boys
with his wife...
Now do you see why, I wept on nights when I wished I was married to
Larry....
Before I go on in my tale, was I wrong to have had this thoughts, and

wish? I need your sincere answers....

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PART 3

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PART 3
©Opeyemi Akintunde
Funny Enough... That day started as a normal day. I had been invited to
minister in Kenya. Larry, my Keyboardist went with me as usual. The
ministration was powerful. I retired to my room, Room 401 to have my rest,
when Larry called me...
“Grace, I am bored... Can I come over”? Those were the words that landed
my back on the bed...
Larry came and from emotional talks, we graduated to appreciating each
other's body...
"Grace, do you know you have the cutest lips ever, they are so small but
beautiful no wonder, it produces sweet Melody... "
That gave way to kisses... In thirty something minutes, the predicted had
happened, Larry had done what he wanted to do and seriously speaking,
it wasn't exceptional. In fact, my husband was much better....
Right from that moment, regret set in, self-condemnation set in... Instantly,
I had a feeling something left me... With tears in my eyes for disappointing
God, I asked Larry to please excuse me....
Words failed me, as I couldn't pray to ask God for forgiveness... The words
were too heavy, all I did that night was shed tears. My husband kept calling
like he suspected something...
“Honey, are you OK? I am having that feeling when something is wrong
with you ...You know that sharp pain in my heart... “All I did was cry...
"My Grace"...He never called me Grace, but "My Grace"
“My Grace, was your ministration bad, you didn’t do well? Answer me
please"...I heard real love speaking to me, and for the first time, I felt LOVE
for my husband, but I knew this love had been injured...

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He promised he was coming to Kenya the next morning to give me moral

support for the second day of the ministration...
I slept off in tears but woke up panting.... I had a Dream...
I saw myself with a heavy mass of hair on my head, my hair in the dream
was so long, it drew attention to me ... Suddenly, I saw Larry with a big
gardener's scissor. He chopped off my hair till I became bald..
I did not understand the meaning of this dream, but I kept it a secret....
Two months later, I discovered I was pregnant for Larry....

Did my dream have anything to do with this pregnancy?
Should I have been happy or sad about this pregnancy, since I had been
barren for 12 years?
These were the questions that haunted me... Please can you answer them
before I continue my tale?
SHORT BREAK….
NOTE: A LIFE WITHOUT GOD CANNOT BE GUARDED FROM THE EVILS OF THE DEVIL AND THE
WICKED... IF YOU ARE YET TO MAKE GOD YOUR FRIEND…
NOW IS THE TIME…SAY A PRAYER TO GOD,
ASKING FOR HIS MERCY AND ENTRANCE INTO YOUR LIFE…

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PART 4
I WAS PREGNANT FOR LARRY..

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©Opeyemi Akintunde
My Husband grabbed his chest in surprise and shock, but with a smile,
when the doctor told him I was two months gone... Obviously, He thought
the baby was his, it could never have crossed his mind that I had sexual
intercourse with Larry...
My husband was on cloud nine, praising God as he drove from the
hospital. My conscience told me I was doing something wrong... Just at
that moment, the last person I expected to hear from called my line.... I
refused to pick up.
Daniel noticed, he picked it up instead and said in excitement...
“Hey, Brother Larry, my wife cannot pick up right now, she is in shock
ooo, me sef...., where are you? There is good news..." I gave Daniel a
surprising look and I shook my head in the negative but Daniel kept
ranting...
“We are coming over to the Church as well, for me personally to roll in
front of the altar, we will see you there“ Daniel had tears of Joy rolling
down his face as he kept saying
“Thank you Jesus, Thank you for producing a baby out of NO Sperm
count... Thank you Lord... Please make the baby a girl, I want her to be
just like her mother... Just like Grace... a woman who loves God...."
“Do we have to tell Larry? Let’s keep it between us" I said

“Not Larry, he has been a good friend to us, encouraging and praying for
you... You know we also need to inform him so as to help me keep watch
over you, when you go for your ministrations.... "Daniel kept ranting on...
I felt I was going to explode, my tears kept flowing and at the same time
anxiety of seeing Larry was driving me crazy. I didn’t even realize we were
in church, but Daniel jumped down from the vehicle and ran towards Larry.
He gave him a big Embrace, and whispered something in his ears, I saw
instant shock on Larry's face as his body stiffened In Daniel's embrace.

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Larry gave a big smile to cover up, and congratulated Daniel, In fact he
knelt on the floor praising God when he said
“Thank you for doing this for me, you know how much I have longed for
this"...
He stood up and walked towards me, while Daniel kept rolling in front of
the altar, Larry gave me a sisterly hug and whispered...
“I am thanking God for doing this for me, because you and I know This
baby is mine... I gave you the baby, you and your husband have been
looking for... For me to keep quiet, you need to repay me.... I love you"
Daniel came to join the hug... If I didn't know any better I would have said
we looked like a happy bunch...
I couldn't sleep as the thought of aborting the pregnancy was all I could
think of... When Daniel finally fell asleep, I literally crawled into the kitchen
and I squeezed 5 big limes and gulped it down....
I walked back into the room, waiting for the blood to flow out, but I found
Daniel on the floor with his hand on his right chest and my phone on the
floor beside him... He had tears flowing down his face.....
As I rushed to help him, I noticed my phone screen was bright... I checked

to see why... Larry had sent a text
“On a second thought I want my baby, don’t you think it is high time, we
killed your husband and made you mine..." I couldn't read the text to the
end.... As I summed it up...
Daniel must have read the text and due to his hypertensive nature went
into shock....

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Different thoughts flooded my heart.... First, I thought of leaving him to die,

to cover my sin... I was crying so hard, I couldn't breathe... If he died, I
would just tell the lie he died in his sleep. I will abort the pregnancy and
start my life all over....
Secondly, I thought of helping him, but if he survived, there would be an
automatic divorce...
Please tell me, Dear DEEP THOTS readers, at this point, what do you
think would have been my best option? Please tell me before I continue
my tale...

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PART 5
I THOUGHT I KNEW LARRY, BUT I DIDN’T….

(Emmanuel Michael as Larry)

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"THAT NIGHT IN ROOM 401” (5)

©Opeyemi Akintunde
I sat in that position for over 7 minutes analyzing what my best option was.
With hands like Jelly, I picked up my phone and I found myself dialing
Larry's number. That was the only person I could think of calling. It rang
just twice...
“So?" What is your conclusion....?” He said with the most emotionless

voice I have ever heard from his mouth...
“Daniel is dying" I summoned all the strength to say it...
“You did it?... what did you use? Rat poison? I knew you could do it, I will
be on my way right now, to help you finish it up... We will make His death
clean without implicating you.... “I couldn’t believe the words pouring out
of his mouth and for the first time it seem like I saw who Larry was... He
was the devil sent to finish me... The love I felt for him suddenly became
hatred and fear...
Larry's place was just 10 minutes’ drive from my place. It suddenly hit me,
Larry was on his way to kill Daniel... Was that what I wanted? I think I must
have heard the Holy Spirit, because ever since that night in Room 401,
the voice of the Holy Spirit was far...
I heard “Get Daniel out of here fast"...How was I going to get my big sized
husband out of this house...? At this point... I was not sure I could drive....
My legs felt like Iron...
I decided to call our doctor to send the ambulance, which I did, but he told
me it would take about 25 minutes because of the distance...
As I rounded up the call with my doctor, I heard the banging of the gate...
I froze... Larry was around already? ... I curled up beside Daniel saying
the only prayer that I could utter... “God, please don't let Daniel
die...please send Larry away”.

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My phone started ringing, I didn't have to check the screen to know who it
was... Suddenly, the banging stopped, I heaved a sigh of relief. Larry was
gone....
Or so I wished until I heard a loud thud, Larry had jumped the fence into
the compound... Oh my, there was no stopping him. As a close family
friend, he knew our emergency entry into the house through the roof...
Larry was going to kill Daniel...
I sat down defeated on the floor, as I heard his footsteps on the roof, the
door... Yes... The door to the room. It was a difficult door to break. I jumped
up and locked the bedroom door. Larry got into the house and was calling
my name in the most loving way I have ever heard...
“Grace... Bae....Where are you? I know you are scared...We can handle
this together... Sometimes bad things have to happen to others, for us to
be happy"
By this time, he was at the door of the bedroom...

“Open the door Grace...Lets do this before the day breaks... You know I
love you baby, this is for us, When we are done with this, I will divorce my
wife, so we can be together... "
I didn’t move an inch... I sat beside Daniel who was already in a coma, as
I kept checking if he was still breathing...
“Larry, please leave me, I don’t love you any more" I said with the little
strength in me... My eyes were gushing out tears on its own accord...
“No you do, you love me and I love you... you are just stressed up"... He
said trying to convince me...
" Larry you are destroying me, Is that what you came for?...I thought you
came to help my music, but my music does not mean anything to me any
more... , If you want to finish me, please do, not my husband, he is a
Good man... “I cried bitterly
“I love you, is that a crime? We are soul mates, if you had not married
early, maybe we would be married “Larry was saying using his sweet
cajoling voice, but I noticed Larry was moving around as he spoke... I

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didn't understand why until I saw the door knob moving... He was
obviously trying to break in with a knife or something...
Larry was going to kill Daniel.... Just then a Miracle happened... We heard
the siren of the ambulance...
“You called the police on me, Grace?” Larry asked with disbelief
“NO...I mean it is... “I tried explaining it was an ambulance, but then it hit
me... This was the way out... Larry thought the ambulance was the police,
this was the best opportunity ... I didn't utter any more words... Larry got
furious...
“Grace you are going to pay for this, you called the police on me?” He left
the door, opened the Back door of the kitchen and jumped out through the
fence...
With shaky hands and feet, I went out to open the gate for the ambulance.
We got to the hospital in time... But it was too late...
Daniel was already a vegetable....Alive but no more active... My one night
of adultery was giving way to more than I bargained for...
I had two problems now... First, what do I tell my Igbo in-laws....?
Secondly, I have to face Larry’s wrath..., Larry, the handsome devil I
thought I knew before, at that moment I didn't know what he was capable
of doing next...
Before I continue my tale, which actually just started, do you have any
comments for me?

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PART 6
DOCTOR JACK
(Ogunlewe Adeyanju as Doctor Jack)

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PART 6
©Opeyemi Akintunde
“What exactly prompted this attack, could it have been the news of the
pregnancy. Maybe the excitement was too much for his fragile heart?
“Doctor Jack asked me...
“Exactly... He doesn't want the pregnancy “I summoned all confidence to
tell that big lie
"What?, You both have been looking for the fruit of the womb for 12 years,
what do you mean your husband doesn't want the pregnancy, is he not
the father of the child?....At least I know that You of all people can never
sleep with another man... “Doctor Jack said with so much trust in me...
I wouldn't blame him, no one would have imagined that the Anointed
Singer Grace committed Adultery and has a child out of marriage.... I had
to cook up something....
“Doctor Jack, it’s beyond the ordinary... This is a secret between my
husband and I, I shouldn't be telling you this but I believe you can be of
help" I said convincingly
"Okay? How? "...He asked with the look of curiosity and concern
“My Mother In law is in a secret society, which she forced my husband
into. The secret society gave my husband the wealth he has, but with a
condition. He must never have children... It was said that the day I give
birth, he will die. I have always thought it was just superstition, but seeing
the reality, I know it is not joke...
“What? What are you saying? Bro Daniel is in a secret cult? "
I nodded, as I began to fear who I was turning into, a Big time liar but I
had a plan...

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"So doctor, we need to act fast, get rid of the pregnancy I am carrying so
that my husband can live
“Jesus! God forbid... I don't believe you are the one saying this...You are
a woman of God... and besides, my faith does not permit me to abort, I
can't..." Doctor Jack looked in disbelief
“But we need to save my husband's life... Get rid of this baby or else I will
do it elsewhere... My husband is dying and you are talking about a child I
don’t know will survive or not...”
I walked out of his office angrily, I never knew I could act my plan so well...
My plan was going to work, the doctor was going to get rid of the
pregnancy for me...
I entered Daniel's room, and I saw a lifeless good man... I sat beside him
and held his hands... Tears not bargained for dropped down my face on
its will
“Daniel, You will be fine, it’s a promise, I am sorry for everything I did, I
got carried away... I know it was the text you read from Larry that made
you go into shock, because you found out that the baby is not yours....
Hmmm.... I am willing to kill this baby for you... Please stay alive... Stay
alive... Stay alive for your good self, not for worthless ME... And when you
get better, if you never want to see me again... I will go far away from
you... Just don’t add your death to the list of the wrong things I have done
in such a short time.. I never knew I will ever mean this words, but I do...
".I love you Daniel and I hope you survive this... "
“Where is she, where is the useless Yoruba girl"...That was the
authoritative voice of my mother in law... I had sent her a text earlier, that
Daniel was sick...
She burst into the room with eyes like fire, I was on my feet already...
“If my son dies you will know what it feels like to be a widow In Igbo land...I
told Tochukwu( Daniel) not to marry you, but he refused..."
Doctor Jack walked in...

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“Good Afternoon ma, we can't accept this noise in here, and besides the
woman you are shouting at is pregnant, she doesn't need this stress
“Doctor said
Oh My Goodness, why did Doctor Jack open his big mouth.., but what
happened next was a good one because it corroborated my fake story
about the secret society...
“Eh... I said it ooo, this Yoruba girl has an evil mission, she has gotten
herself pregnant, so as to kill my son... God forbid... Grace Abi Disgrace...
If my son dies I will personally kill you and the baby...You know Tochukwu
is the only son I have...” Mama went to her son, wailing all over him, Doctor
Jack looked at me and shook his head...
My plan was going to work, I would have aborted the pregnancy before
Daniel regains himself. Larry will have no say over me anymore ...because
I have my own plans for him... I will call Maami (My Mother) on his matter
and if you knew who Maami was, you will be afraid for Larry...Am I pushing
this thing too far? Let me hear your views before I continue my tale.....
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PART 7
I WAS DESPERATELY BEGGING DOCTOR JACK TO KILL MY

HUSBAND

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PART 7
©Opeyemi Akintunde
“Mercy Killing? You want me to kill your husband, Sis Grace...? This is
definitely not you speaking... Please, this is stress speaking... “Doctor
Jack looked ME perplexed
"And it's absolutely normal because you have been through a lot in the
past two months, you have been sitting by your husband for the past 2
months..., Spending so much, and not to mention your in-laws’ attitude
towards you... I quite understand, but what you need is a break especially
for the sake of the baby" Doctor Jack said while looking at me with the
most perplexed look I have ever seen in my life...
I barked out at him with tears flowing...
“That is not my point, all you have mentioned doesn't bother me... I am
thinking about Daniel... He has been lying on that bed for two months not
responding one bit, Daniel is no longer in that body, I can't keep watching
him lie there lifeless with his skin peeling... He has suddenly turned dark
skinned... Let him die and go to rest... This is not about me... Have you
checked his weight of late..?
I broke down in tears as I managed to convince Doctor Jack...
"He looks like a shadow of himself... So skinny...... He hasn't moved an
inch since we brought him here... And it doesn't look like he will..., Daniel
lived his life in pains on medications. Why do this to him again? I am sure
in his subconscious he wants to wake up but he can't, so why this
continuous torture.....Doctor Jack please... "
“Sis Grace where is your faith?”
“Do you know how many prophets I have brought here...? Doctor, My faith
is dead and it looks like I will be dead soon, because the thought of seeing
Daniel in this state is driving me nuts knowing I am the cause of ..." I
stopped talking before I said too much

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There was silence like that of graveyard IN that office, which must have
lasted 2 minutes...
“I will do it... “Doctor said after giving it a long thought...
“You will?" I asked
"Yes... but for a good reason which is to preserve your life and that of the
baby... because I won't want to lose the three of you... "
“Thank you Doctor Jack, Thank you"
Prior to this point, I felt I was running insane, I was literally at the hospital
for two months on a daily basis with the hope that Daniel would wake up...
and with the refusal of Doctor Jack to abort my pregnancy, the baby was
growing daily...
Within those two months, I had tried different hospitals but I couldn't do
the abortion there because my popularity was a hindrance. The moment I
entered any hospital I would be received by the nurses with prayers and
praises of how my music has helped them... So how was it possible to tell
them I came for an abortion...?
On the side, I had been using home remedies for the abortion, but this
baby was bent on coming to planet earth...
For those two months, I never heard from Larry, like he never existed
before...
Doctor Tapped me and said " I also need you to do me a Favour, before
I do the Mercy killing I need you to travel to somewhere nobody will find
you, so that you will escape all the Igbo rituals for widows, so as not to
jeopardize the life of the baby.... This baby means so much to me..."
Indeed, if only he knew the true identity of the father of the child... I
thought...

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“So when will you be doing it?" I asked eagerly
“Let’s give him a few more days to see if he wakes up, but if not... I will do
it on Sunday, which means you should take your trip between tomorrow
or next... "
“Thank you Doctor... "
Where was I going to go was the next question on my mind as I walked
towards the door.. Then he said his last words...
" Sis Grace, I have a feeling you are not telling me the whole story, but
please when this whole episode is over, Go and seek the face of God":...
Exactly... the prayer mountain I went when I was just 14 years old, where
the Lord told me "I will use you as a light to many nations"...That was the
best place to go, to see if God can repair me, and thereafter live a life
serving God. Possibly start a foundation in Daniel's name...
No...
I have an unfinished business before going back to God...before my

repentance...
Larry must pay for what he has done to me... and the only person who
can help me is my mother... Mama Supepper of Igbonla village....
I am about to open another chapter of my life to you, a life I had left in my

past, I never thought I would return there... I left that life when I was 13
years old, I am going back to the life before Christ.... It's time for Larry to
know where I come from...
I was going to Igbonla for revenge...

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Before I continue my story, what do you feel right now about me???
Hatred? Disgust? Pity?
What would you have done in my shoes....?
SHORT BREAK….

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PART 8
I WENT TO MY HOMETOWN IGBONLA

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PART 8
©Opeyemi Akintunde
I could hear the distant beating of the popular Bata drum "Iya ilu" (Mother
Drum) being beaten and the Shallow sound of the Omele Ako (a smaller
drum) as I drove my Jeep towards Igbonla... Igbonla was a village known
for festivities.... There was always one party or the other....We had no
worries, in fact there was a popular saying that “Why don't you have any
worries like people from Igbonla".
As I drew nearer, something gripped my heart, what it was, I couldn't tell...

Was it Fear? Or Anxiety of not knowing what to expect, or was it the Holy
Spirit telling me not to go back to Igbonla... I suddenly stepped on my
brakes and my mind flashed back to hours earlier...
The day had been an eventful day for me, as Doctor Jack had called me
very early to inform me he had done the Mercy Killing. He gave me
instructions to get out of town immediately and switch off my phone for
now as my angry mum in law was on her way to the house. No wonder
Doctor Jack had sent me home last night insisting I should go home and
rest, while my mother in law stayed with Daniel. I suspected he was going
to carry out our plan... So waking up to his phone call this morning with
the news that my husband Daniel was dead didn't come as a surprise.
I had my minutes of weeping as the realization that Daniel was gone hit
me... I rose up quickly after few minutes when the thought of being
whisked off to my husband's hometown for the widow's dehumanizing
ritual hit me. I parked a few things, took my documents, Papers
concerning properties I had secured myself.
To be fair to Daniel I left all his properties for his family. The only thing I
took that wasn't mine was the Jeep he got me for my last birthday.
I dropped a note for his mother...

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"Mama, I am sorry for the loss, I know you never loved me from the start
and staying behind will be an unwise thing to do, you will take me to your
village for the widow's ritual which will not be healthy for the baby. I have
gone into hiding in other to deliver the baby in peace...all your son's
documents for his properties are in the Locker beside the bed in the
master bedroom. I am sorry for your loss... “Your Daughter, Grace...
I dashed to the bank and withdrew 1 million Naira in cash in other to start
a new life in Igbonla, but here I was few meters to Igbonla and I was having
the strong feeling this was a wrong move...
Tears, Tears, Tears. .... And I began to scream to heaven on the lonely
road to Igbonla....
“God! You told me you will keep watch over me lest I dash my foot against
a stone... Larry was a big stone, why didn't your angels send him away
from me? Why? Why... God why did you let me have feelings for him, why!
Why did I get married when it wasn't the right time, I got married when I
was just 19...Why was Maami diabetic? I had to rush into marriage to take
care of her and my sisters, God you promised me a good Life with you
when I was just 13, when I gave my life to you, but you have not been
fair....
“Just always trying to justify their bad deeds"...I turned around to see who
spoke, it was "Saawawi"....The popular mad man of Igbonla, It was
surprising to still see him mad after all these years... He kept ranting in my
local dialect...
“You fell on the ground in shame, instead of getting on your knees to try
and rise again, you tried to use the mud to cover yourself in shame so no
one will see you"...Saawawi said looking ME straight in the eye...
He asked me for money, which after I gave him, he said, “You have no
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But who was Saawawi( A person who speaks nonsense) to give me an

advice, God had failed me, It was time I started taking care of my life...
This was the end to Grace the Gospel Musician, I am returning back to
who I was before, Orishamuyiwa (the gods brought this one) ... I removed
my sim card from my phone and threw it into the bush....
My mother was going to help me Kill Larry and the traditional healers
would give me Local herbs to flush out the baby....
There was no peace until I had accomplished these two important things
first, before taking my own life....God had failed me, because I committed
just one sin, he let all these disaster befall ME....
Before I continue my tale, please answer this, Is it right for God to punish
me this much for just one night of adultery, or is it the devil?, or am I the
one punishing myself... To be continued

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PART 9
©Opeyemi Akintunde
As I drove close to my mother's house, I realized the drum beating was
from my mother's house. There was a feast going on, my younger sister
was having her Marriage introduction (a mini feast to know the immediate
family of the groom). The moment I parked, the drum ceased... My mother
was shocked to See Me. I am sure she was torn between running towards
me in excitement and showing her anger towards me. Maami and I had
not spoken in the past two years, because of my disobedience to her as
regards coming to do a ritual, precisely to carry a sacrifice to appease one
of the Orishas to aid my fruitfulness.... We stopped speaking two years
ago after a very hot argument, but I never stopped sending her money
through her bank account...
My sisters ran towards me in excitement, the drummers moved towards
me as I began to spray them money... They were singing... “Orishamuyiwa
tii wale" (Orishamuyiwa has come home)... I walked towards my mother
and knelt before her, asking for her forgiveness, my mother turned her
face to the other side...
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“You have to give birth to the child, the gods forbid I tamper with their
works, Do you know how many sacrifices I carried on your behalf... This
is the doings of the gods"... My mother said at night when we sat down to
discuss my ordeal.
What was my mother saying, No wonder we were never on the same
page...
"Maami, how did adultery become a way of your gods answering
prayers?” I said in disbelief at my mum's mindset...
" Orishamuyiwa, the truth is, in what has been written about your destiny,
You and your dead husband were not destined to have children together,
....that man Larry , your keyboardist or what do you call his name is the
one your destiny matches with.... So that useless talk about killing him is
totally nonsense... What is wrong with being a second wife? It is destiny....
Accept it... "

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It dawned on me why I shouldn't have come to Igbonla, my mother was

going to complicate matters, and this was exactly why I left Igbonla years
ago... I didn't want to turn out like my mother, she was married Four times,
my three sisters are my stepsisters.... One daughter, one husband....
This was not the advice I needed, Maami was only going to complicate
matters.... I slept off that night with a bigger plan in mind....
Early the next morning, I set out to boy's corner in Igbonla, that was where
all the rogues, touts, robbers, cultists sit to smoke and drink all day....
Stepping down from my car, I tried to see if there was anyone I could
recognize, when I heard my name....
“Oosamuyiwa.... A. K. A Grace the Singer, wetin you dey find? “I could not
recognize the face instantly, but looking intently, it was Ifakolade, my first
crush as the age of 10.We were always called husband and wife when we
were younger. His teeth had turned brown from smoking... We exchanged
pleasantries and we had time to talk. I narrated my ordeal and told him I
needed someone to kill Larry for me...
Ifakolade told me he was up-to the task and we bargained Four hundred
thousand Naira of which, I paid him half of the money instantly.. How
desperate I was!!!
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Two days later, Ifakolade brought me BAD news, they had gone to Larry's
house in the city and shot at him, only for the gun to have no effect....
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(Ifakolade only brother). He then asked Kolade to deliver a message to

Grace.... It was a written note...
"Grace, do you think you are dealing with a boy? What I felt you
before has become full blown enmity.. Be ready for war, I know where
you are, by the time you will be reading this note, you will be putting
on a red top and white trouser....that is to let you know... I am ahead
of you...I am coming for you soon to take something precious " My
hands were like Jelly, I was really putting on red top and white trouser...
I realized I was in soup, Larry was no ordinary human being, now I knew
I needed supernatural powers, that was more than Larry's.... This was not
going as planned....
Ifakolade was lamenting over the loss of his brother, telling me why didn’t
I tell him Larry was diabolically empowered..... I was blank.... Larry was a
Christian or so I thought.... Hot tears dropped from my eyes, the baby
inside me kicked and that moment I felt like stabbing the seed of the
monster inside me....
Suddenly, I heard a loud cry from inside the room, I dashed in.... What I
saw made me pee on my body...
My youngest sister was dead.... I knew Larry did this....

It gets deadlier after this, all because of one night of adultery....Continue
reading my tale, and be ready to cry for me....
To be continued.... Did you ever suspect Larry was this evil.....?

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PART 10
IFAKOLADE , MY CHILDHOOD BOYFRIEND IN IGBONLA

(Peter Oluyode as Ifakolade)

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PART 10
©Opeyemi Akintunde
I was told someone was outside asking to See Me. I thought it was one
of the villagers coming to ask for money, because ever since I got to the
village, it had been one villager after another coming to ask me for
money...
I told my immediate younger sister to discharge him, but she insisted I
see him as he was a stranger and he asked of me by the name " Sis
Grace"...That caught my attention, immediate fear gripped my heart as I
hoped it was not Larry. I ran out of the house through the back door to
escape, and hideously stole a peek at who it was.... It was a strange man
with a Bible under his arm. I looked around and there was no sight of
danger. I walked towards him and as he saw me coming, he had the best
and most innocent smile I had seen in a long time...
“Sis Grace! I knew my eyes could not deceive ME, I said it, I knew it was
you I saw yesterday, when I drove past here, “then he looked down at my
bulgy stomach
“Hallelujah! God has done it... Okay... No wonder you came here to hide
from the public eye... That is wisdom MA... The thing is I have been one
of your secret intercessors, praying that the Lord will bless you with the
fruit of the womb... Sis Grace, you don't know who you are to me, you are
my personal bishop, your songs are the messages I listen to day and night
and the way you sing with our native Yoruba Language makes it drive
home your message into my soul "... He said
This man must have spoken excitedly for over 5 minutes without me
uttering a word.... I just kept giving fake smiles as the conversation
warranted....
"Sis Grace, the best time of my life was after I Lost my beloved wife, I
thought I was going to die, but your song was my daily capsule of hope....
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know why God brought me here.... You see I was just newly posted here
as the branch pastor of our church in Igbonla.... I was a bit angry, but now
I know God brought me here to keep interceding for your safe delivery....
You shall deliver this baby with ease, this baby shall be a great baby, this
baby shall grow up to do great works for the Lord, this baby shall....."
“Enough pastor, please with all due respect I don't need all these prayers.
I am fine... the GOD of the Christians have failed me, I am no longer Sis
Grace, I am now Orishamuyiwa, I am back to the gods of our fathers..
Thank you for stopping by..."
I walked back into the house and from what my younger sister told me,
the man stood in that position for over 45 minutes like someone who had
seen a ghost...He left much later really downcast.
Later, that evening Ifakolade paid me a visit, and I saw him and my mother
having a secret discussion. After the discussion Ifakolade walked up to
me...
“Oosamuyiwa, the loss of my brother cannot be in vain, and the death of

your sister and husband cannot be in vain either.... Who does this Larry
think he is? , wherever he thinks he got his charm from, I know somewhere
deadlier to go to... I just came to inform you I am going on a revenge
mission and your mother is in support... All I need from you is financial
support, I am going to spiritually reinforce against Larry, so whatever
money I am told to bring, you will have to bear it... So are you in OR....?
“…He said in my local dialect
“I am in.... I don't have any choice anymore... He is after my life too.... Just
tell me what it cost and I will pay...."
My mother took Ifakolade to the most terrible herbalist in all of the 6 towns
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I was told Jawegbona said Larry was the son of an herbalist and had been
fortified heavily, and could not be easily destroyed. He said no bullet could
ever penetrate his body except if a man and woman who are married, hold
a gun together to shoot at him in unity.... Only then could a gun penetrate
into his body as the blood of a couple was used in the preparation of the
charm used in fortifying him.
In essence, my mother and Ifakolade came back with the news that if I
wanted revenge, I needed to marry Ifakolade and together pay Larry a
visit... So with hands in unity, we will shoot Larry dead....
Did this make sense in anyway....? Me? Marry Ifakolade.....
Ifakolade was ready, he didn't mind I was pregnant, the fire of revenge
was burning in Him...He said he didn't mind sleeping with me while
pregnant to consummate the marriage, and thereafter, we go to the city
to finish Larry... He went further to promise that after the killing, we could
go our separate ways...
It looked simple but the part I didn't like was that I will have to sleep with
Ifakolade too, making it 3 men.... Was I not gradually becoming like my
mother and was the search for revenge not going to give birth to
something else???
To be continued
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PART 11
MY EVER SMILING PASTOR JAMES….

(David Sam as Pastor James)

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PART 11
©Opeyemi Akintunde
"I can't marry Ifakolade, God forbid... Ifakolade of all people, because of
revenge... Maami, don't force me into another error, this was exactly how
you forced me into marrying Daniel the Igbo man because of money.
Maami because you want to kill Larry out of revenge, you want me to
marry Ifakolade... a drug addict, an assassin, a tout.... Maami.... Please
let me be... You know what, I am no more interested in killing Larry again,
let God fight..." I said
“What did I hear you say? God will fight? How come God has not been
fighting, why did God not stop him from killing my daughter.... Muyiwa,
why did you come back, you have brought us back luck, Your sister who
just did her marriage introduction is dead and you expect me not to kill the
one who has caused me pain....You know what, Get out.. Get out....
"Maami said
“Maami, what?” I asked in disbelief
“I said get out...” My Sisters were pleading on my behalf, my mother was

definitely high on something, I took my slippers and left the house, it was
around 12:30am... My immediate sister was calling me to come back....
But I was not listening... I also wanted out...
I kept walking with no destination in mind as a lot crossed my mind, from

suicide, to insanity or going back to Larry's place in the city and asking
him to Kill ME.... but in the midst of this, it seem like someone was pushing
me from behind towards a particular direction.
I must have walked for 20 minutes when I became conscious of myself...
"Where was I going at this hour of the night?” I asked myself. I decided
to turn back, but suddenly I felt this painful leg cramps that didn't let my
leg move one inch from where I was, I didn't want to scream so as not to
attract unnecessary attention, so I sat on the floor giving my leg time to
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Everywhere was silent, but in that silence, I could hear a familiar tone, it
was one of my old songs titled “NINU IRORA" (IN TIMES OF PAINS). I
stood up and followed the sound...Hoping I would be given shelter for the
night...
I kept singing along as I drew near to the house where the music was
coming from...
“Ninu Irora, Mo ba Eleda mi soro

(In times of pain, I speak to my creator)
Ninu Isoro, Mo ba Eleda mi soro
(In times of Problems, I speak to my creator)
Tori Eleda lo Da Eda
(Because, it was the creator that created the created)
I kept singing this song as its meaning hit me... I wrote and sang this song
over 7 years ago, and now I suddenly understood the song... In all of my
problems and challenges, I had not been speaking (Praying) to my
creator... I started singing the song with so much passion, I didn't care if
any one heard me.... I sat on a closed well beside the house...
“Sis Grace.... “I heard my name. It was the newly posted pastor who had
visited me few weeks back, the music was coming from his house...
“It’s late out here ma, what are you doing out here... Are you OK? "
No words came out of my Mouth but the song and tears from my eyes. I
saw him stretch forth His hand to me, the hand looked to me like a chance
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that I accepted that hand because it shaped the next two weeks after that
night...
I got to know his name was Pastor James, he had lost his wife Two years
earlier, and he didn’t have a child. He took me in and for two weeks, I
was pampered, he never asked me any question, he never preached to
me, but every morning he would come to me in the room and pray for me
and the baby.... His prayer was simple...
“Lord, show my Sis Grace how much you love her, please encourage her
and make her happy in Jesus name"...He always ended with a smile, a
smile so genuine I wondered if he was human. Every day before he left
for church which was just close by, he would play one of my Audio CD’s
he had and put it on Automatic replay...
I had time to heal, I had time to think...away from the harsh world.
I spoke to him for the first time after 8 days...
“I need to tell you something, pastor James and I hope you still like me
when I am done" I said very gently
He showed no expression as I narrated EVERYTHING... but when I was

done, He looked at me with that golden smile and said
“Is that all?"....
The way he asked so simply further broke ME IN tears... as he held my
hands and said his simple Prayer again.
He wiped my tears and said this to me...
“The fact that a Lion is wounded and injured does not make it less of a
Lion, it just needs time to heal and rise up to return back to the position of
being called the "KING OF THE JUNGLE"... I believe my own Sister Grace
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I had not felt love and care like this before, Pastor James started making
me see the pregnancy as something I should be joyful about. His smiles....
I was always looking forward to it...
Was this redemption? Was this God's second chance? Could God be
Merciful enough to make Pastor James write a new chapter in the story of
my life or was this another deceiver like Larry....
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PART 12
©Opeyemi Akintunde
Every night after the 8th day I opened up to him, we would play a game,
which Pastor James Invented ... “Who sings it better?".
It was a game of all my songs from my 10 albums, he would pick a song
and we both will try to sing it individually. Funny enough we were the
judges as well.... I was surprised that he knew ALL my songs... There
were some I even forgot the lyrics, he would be the one to remind me....
Pastor James, was too true to be real. I felt like I had known him for years.
I felt I had seen my solution and that's why one night I walked up to the
living room where he was sleeping. I woke him up telling him I could not
sleep, he asked if there was anything he could do to help me...
I simply answered “Marry ME, please"...
Pastor James was shocked to say the least as sleep immediately cleared
from His eyes... and his answer shocked me...
“NO... I mean Yes... I would love to

marry you. But not like this... I don't
mean the pregnancy, but I mean
your state of mind, Grace...
Marrying you would be the greatest
privilege, but right now, you don't
need me, you need God... You
know since the last time you told
me you are Orishamuyiwa, you haven't rededicated your life back to Christ
and the truth is after I lost my wife, I have been praying for a new wife....
So if God gives me the privilege of making you my wife, I would be the
happiest, but I can't marry an Orishamuyiwa, I can't marry outside of
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"I am not yet sure I want to rededicate my life yet...I don’t know...I Am still
in a confused state... “I replied
"Then “WE” can’t happen... Grace I can't love you outside God... The truth
is I don't know if this is God's doing, but the truth is I really love and care
about you, and I don't care about the past, I care about the future... So
what do you say? Are you ready to come back to God...? “He asked
looking straight into my eyes
I didn't say a word, rather I laid my head on his shoulder, and there was
silence for close to 10 minutes without each of us saying anything. I guess
God gave me that time to make up my mind because of what was about
to happen....
What?
We heard a loud bang on the door, it was 1:30am,
“Open this door...."
Ifakolade... Ifakolade was around... That was Ifakolade's voice... I started
shivering...
“Pastor, that woman in your room is my wife to be, we have an unfinished
business together... Ask her, I was on my own... She came looking for
me... She brought me trouble, and I can’t have peace of mind until the
trouble is over “Ifakolade said while his boys were trying to forcefully open
the door...
Pastor James faced me and asked me to run out through the back door,
but I couldn't leave him to their mercy... They would kill him.... While we
were arguing, the door broke and I hugged Pastor James in fear. Ifakolade
didn't like that sight... You could tell from his eyes....
“OK... so it has been the pastor doing what I am supposed to be doing?

...Good, then the matter has been solved, Baba Jawegbona said two
lovers must shoot Larry, then you and your pastor boyfriend must get my
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“God Forbid... I can never shed Human blood" Pastor James said with all
audacity...
"But you can be sleeping with a pregnant woman?” Ifakolade said trying
to ridicule Pastor James
“I have not been ....” Pastor James was saying but stopped suddenly and
said " I am going to marry her and as my wife to be I would never let her
shed blood...., she might have made a bargain with you in the past, but
that was in the past.. "
“Really?" Ifakolade moves close to Pastor James and pointed his gun at
His head..., while directing the "REALLY" to me...
“Nooo...don’t shoot him please... Ifakolade... I will marry you... Don’t touch
him please, he is innocent, I don't want to be guilty of his own blood too.
I am ready to do whatever you want" I said with tears and fear all over
me...
“Stop it Grace... This has been the problem... You don't know how to say
No... Please Say no to this devilish bargain... He can't kill me... It is just
an empty threat" Pastor James said
As if to answer Pastor James, Ifakolade shot the pillow beside Grace to
confirm that his gun was loaded...
“So Grace OR Oosamuyiwa... Which one are you sef? What is your final
answer...? It is either I kill your pastor boyfriend and I know I have gotten
my revenge or you marry me and we get rid of that useless man together?
"
“Grace... Let him kill me, I am not afraid of death... I know where I am
going after death, but if you let him push you, you will kill Larry and be
guilty of murder... Let him kill me... The world is waiting for you to rise
again.... Please..."
“1..2...3..." Ifakolade was counting....
“Stop it... “I screamed
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"James ...You have been an angel to me, I can't bear to see you die, just
let me do this, after Larry's death, my marital contract with him will be
over... I believe God Will still open his arms to receive me when I am
done... But will you still want to marry me....by then...???
For the first time, I saw James in tears, he had no answer for me... he
was always hopeful and full of smiles..., but that day...I didn't see any of
those....
Ifakolade pulled me out of the house, Pastor James was not ready to let
go of my hands, but I had to let go of his....
A new and interesting chapter in my life was concluded so soon, but now
Ifakolade was writing a new one....
If you were in my shoes, what would you have done....? Would I have let
poor James die because of me....?
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PART 13
“THAT NIGHT IN ROOM 401"
©Opeyemi Akintunde
Ifakolade took me to his house, or what he called a house... His place was
an uncompleted one bedroom apartment with an attached toilet and
bathroom... His kitchen was an open place in the compound. What made
the scenario worse, was the number of touts that were living with him.
When we got to his house that midnight, the moment we stepped into the
compound, I practically went into shock as I saw the uncountable number
of bodies sleeping on the floor in the compound, we had to cross over
sleeping bodies.
As a special guest and wife to be, Ifakolade took me inside the bedroom,
only to find a couple making out on the bed. The sight was highly irritating,
they were sweating in this stuffy and smelly room. Ifakolade was mad at
them, as he tried to pick up a bottle to hit it on the man...
“Shepe, how many times have I told you to stop bringing a woman to my
room, you dey craze". The young man started apologizing... I had to step
out for some fresh air, so it came to me as a shock, when Ifakolade told
me that was the room I would be sleeping.... Suddenly the urge to throw
up took over... I was going to throw up, if I stayed one more minute in that
dirty hole, he called a room.
I told him, I was going to sleep outside.
“How will you sleep outside Oosamuyiwa,

You know what? I will clean up the room
myself" Ifakolade suddenly started using
a soft voice as he spoke to me...
"Oosamuyiwa, I am sorry for how all these

is turning out, I am not as bad as I appear,
I am a very nice person, it’s just destiny.
If I had the opportunity of going to school
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as he was clearing the room... But all that was on my mind was how I was
going to escape all these without losing any one close to me...
Jawegbona!!!...." Yes!" I was going to see the herbalist who said I had to
marry Ifakolade in order to have my revenge on Larry. Maybe, this story
was false and it probably was my mother and Ifakolade's way of making
me get married to him... I remembered they had secret talks before telling
me about Baba Jawegbona.
“Oosamuyiwa, do you know Destiny cannot be changed, it may just be

delayed... You know when we were younger, we used to play husband
and wife... See how God is playing everything out..." Ifakolade kept on
talking, but my mind was somewhere else... My mind was with Pastor
James, I was wondering what he was doing... I knew he would be listening
to one of my tracks...
“God, please just this last time, let me clear up this mess with Ifakolade
and Larry, then give me a chance with Pastor James... I promise not to
mess up again, I promise to pick up the pieces of my life back in Jesus
name I pray" I prayed silently as I looked absentmindedly at Ifakolade.
I was not sure if God heard me, but I had done my part. The next morning,
I told Ifakolade I wanted to take a walk around...
“You want to run away?” he said as he was cleaning his gun... His group
of touts were hailing ME as the Don's wife...
“NO...”...I replied as I was not planning to tell him where I was going...
“If you try to run away, have it at the back of your mind, that I have your
family and pastor boyfriend "... He said...
The gate rustled and as we turned to see who it was... My heart jumped...
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Ifakolade kills him, especially with the gun in his hand, but Ifakolade
blocked my way...
“Yes Pastor, what are you doing here?"
“I came here to see Grace"...he said looking at me and not Ifakolade.
“I don't have Grace here, I have Oosamuyiwa and I don't think you have
a business with Oosamuyiwa... "
“She is not Oosamuyiwa, she is Grace... “Pastor James said with anger
in His eyes... I had never seen him angry before...
“Oosamuyiwa... Tell this man your name before I do something you won't
like, he is asking for someone who doesn't live here... Oosamuyiwa, what
is your name... "
I swallowed hard, as It took everything for me to say it...
" OrishaMUYIWA ".....I said...

Pastor James shook his head...
“So Pastor, out of my house... “Pastor James walked out but I didn't care
what was going to happen, I ran after Pastor James and held him so tight,
holding his face and looking intently into his eyes...
“Pastor James, I have a plan... I promise you... I am coming back, I just
need to clear up my mess" I said with tears
“Grace, you don't need to clear up your mess, you don't have the strength,
Let Jesus clear it...I Am ready to stand by you... We can make a report at
the police station..."
“Nooo, the scandal will be too much for me, and besides If I let Jesus clear
it, I may lose you or another member of my family, Ifakolade is determined
to shed blood and so is my mother.... Let me just do this... I don’t want
another blood on my hands, 3 people have died because of me... Please
understand Let ME just do what Ifakolade wants and I promise after
Larry's death I am done... "

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“I hope I don't lose you, I have a feeling if you go with Ifakolade, I will lose
you... Please Grace... Please..." He said holding me firmly
“Time up...” Ifakolade said from behind... “Pastor James, she has given
you her word, once she is through with me, she will come back to you...
Why can't you be patient?" Ifakolade said mockingly
Ifakolade pulled me back into the compound.... I saw Pastor James going
away, and that was the last time I saw him before it was too late...
Too late for what? Wait till you read the next part... But before I drop my
pen... Later that day, I went to visit Jawegbona shrine under a disguise
and this was what he had to say...
“I never said you both should get married, all I said was that there had to
be sexual intercourse between you both, before going to kill the man...
You may or may not get married"...Jawegbona had said...
Now, I got the whole picture, I didn't have to marry Ifakolade, all we
needed to do was have sexual intercourse... I was ready, I didn't care if I
was pregnant... My body didn’t mean much to me anymore... Let Ifakolade
do what he had to do that night and the next morning we would set out to
the city to kill Larry...
I confronted Ifakolade and told him I had seen Jawegbona, he wasn't

Happy but he agreed we didn't have to get married. I had the most painful
and most regrettable intercourse of my life that night... I was shedding
tears as Ifakolade was tearing me apart... The more he was having fun,
the more hatred I had for Larry...
It felt like rape and he constantly used his massive dirty hands to cover
my mouth from screaming in pain...
I couldn't wait for the day to break as I couldn't sleep anymore. ..
By 4am Ifakolade and I set out for the revenge mission after eating the
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BUT...
The day didn't turn out as I expected, it was a BLACK DAY for me....
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Ifakolade looked very happy as we journeyed to the city. We took the first
bus out of Igbonla. I wanted to take my jeep, but he said my Jeep could
leave tracks for the police to trace the death of Larry to me... That made
sense. In the public bus we took, I had people who recognized me in the
bus and I tried to give my fake smile.
We got to the city by 6:30am. The plan was to stay at a motel till later that
day. I went into the motel with my head covered with a scarf and I wore
black shades to hide my identity...
Getting into the room, it was a torture room. The room was definitely a
daily hang out for loose men and prostitutes. The room had that sexual
stench even though it was clean... Ifakolade settled in quickly on the bed,
and he asked me to join him...
“You need to rest your back and your feet" Ifakolade said
He was right... My back was aching... I sat on the bed with my back against
the wall. Ifakolade looked at me with eyes that were different from the
ones I had been seeing... The look was soft and innocent...
“Oosamuyiwa... Pregnancy does look good on you... I wish the
circumstances were right and you were my wife... I wish I was one of those
guys who put on suits, you know the corporate guys... and having you as
my wife... I would have been the happiest man on earth, but.... Destiny!!!...
I didn't choose my background, my background choose me..." He said as
he laid on the bed turning his back to me...
"Oosamuyiwa, imagine if I am the son of a rich man, or a pastor, maybe
I would have turned out like your Pastor James.... and maybe you would
have found me attractive enough to be your husband... but I guess Pastor
James is the winner... “He said with a dry laughter
“Ifakolade, we shouldn't let our backgrounds nail us to the ground"...I

found myself preaching to Ifakolade... and I guess I was preaching to
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“Ifakolade, you can decide to rewrite your story, because no matter where
we find ourselves or even if by our making, we are where we shouldn't be,
we can decide to get out of that life, to take the right path into becoming
who God Will be proud of... " I must have spoken for 5 minutes before
turning to look at Ifakolade to see if he understood what I said, I was
shocked to see him asleep... All my motivational words had fallen on deaf
ears...
Ifakolade woke up much later to get us some food, but I wasn't in the mood
for the food. I was literally counting down the hours left till 11pm.
At exactly 10:30pm, Ifakolade told me it was time to leave, a taxi was

waiting for us, as we were driving towards Larry's house, my heart was
pumping hard, I was having second thoughts, but it seem like Ifakolade
was reading my mind, he laid his hand on my hand and whispered in my
ear..
“If we don't do this, we will have more evil doers on the surface of the
earth... We need less of the Larrys In this world"...I nodded in agreement.
“And I meant everything I said this morning... You look beautifully

pregnant and if you ever have a rethink, I can try to be like Pastor James...
“That made me smile...
All day I had seen a different Ifakolade, soft and warm. Truly, if he had
been raised differently, he might have turned out a better man...and if the
circumstances were right this would have been a great opportunity to win
a soul for God, but unfortunately I also needed to be saved...
“We are there" Ifakolade jolted me back to the harsh reality of life. We
were already few blocks away from Larry's house. Then it dawned on me,
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“How do we go in? I asked
“Trust me" He said simply...
We paid the taxi fare and walked towards Larry's gate. Suddenly,
Ifakolade held me by the hands and said some incantations, something
about becoming like the wind...
To my utmost surprise, Musa, Larry’s security man did not see us.
Ifakolade had knocked, but as Musa opened the gate, he kept asking who
was there... It seem like he didn't see us. Ifakolade held my hand and we
walked in unnoticed. Larry's dogs started barking at us, but they couldn't
come close...
“They can see us?” I asked him
“Yes... the animals can see us... “Ifakolade replied
" Not just the animals, I can see you"...We heard Larry's voice and just
like in the movies, he surfaced before us....He started laughing at us...
“Really, Sis Grace...My Sister in the Lord, so you can go this diabolical...
Wow... Change really is the most constant thing in the world. You never
know a true Christian, until he or she is faced with serious challenges"
Larry said mockingly
“I hate you”. I said meaning every word...

“But that was not what you said months back. Have you forgotten how you
used to cry and you will tell me “Larry I wish I had met you before my
husband, I love you so much I can't help myself...” He said mimicking my
voice... Tears dropped from my eyes.... Larry looked at my pregnancy and
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“I can also see my baby is growing" He moved closer to touch me...
“If you dare...” Ifakolade said...

“Hey, so you are the new catch, well for your information, if it is what I
came to get from her life you are also looking for, Sorry! You came too
late... I have taken everything..." Larry said proudly
“I don't need her money... I am not a gold digger like you... So this is why
you were after her, Oosamuyiwa can you hear this?, he did this all for your
money" Ifakolade said with Irritation in his voice..
I was speechless because Larry never took money from me... Except for
his professional charges as my keyboardist...
'" Who is talking about money...? Well, let me hint you a bit, Sis Grace. I
never had any business with you, it was my father who brought your Audio
CD home 10years ago and he sat me down telling me you were a
goldmine... My Father who was an herbalist was able to count your stars
through your image on the Audio CD... numbering 70,000 stars.... He told
me if I could only have one sexual intimacy with you, I could take those
stars and use it for myself..."
What was Larry Saying? I stood transfixed to the spot...
"I was never a Keyboardist, I had to learn the keyboard for 3 years in order
to get access to you... For five years, I became your keyboardist just to
have that one night of Star capturing and I did... So don't worry, in no time,
I will be a household name, thanks for lending me your stars... And I am
sorry, I don't intend returning them...” Larry was saying so much and my
small head couldn't understand it... It felt like the ground was shaking, I
staggered a little, but I felt Ifakolade's strong hands holding me from
falling.
Ifakolade was speechless as well, but out of the blues, Ifakolade brought
out his gun and aimed it at Larry.... Larry laughed at him with so much
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“I am in a very good mood today and besides I don't want to kill my baby,
you both should go back the same way you came...”
Ifakolade took my very numb hand and placed it on his own, and he fired
the gun at Larry....
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PART 15
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I knew I heard the gunshot and I heard a scream, No! Two People were
screaming, No! Three people were screaming, No! Four people were
screaming, No Five people were screaming..., Simultaneously, I also felt
a sharp pain in my stomach....
Jawegbona, the herbalist was right, the gunshot did have effect on Larry.
The moment, we shot at him, he stopped in his tracks, the bullet had gone
straight into him, he looked down at his chest and was surprised at the
blood. At that same time, he looked towards his house when he heard the
screaming of his six children...
“What have you done Grace?” Larry said looking at me in pain as he fell
to the ground...
"Who told you my secret? Grace! You
have wiped out my entire
family...Every of my seed is going to
die"....He said while gasping for
breath....
Ifakolade was pleased, he took me by

the hand, and pulled me, but I couldn't move, as I looked down, I saw
blood dripping down my leg... “The baby!”
“Grace... You... Shouldn't have done this, by killing me. You have killed
my innocent children ... “Larry said
“When a Father sins, it is sure his seeds will reap from it” Ifakolade said,
but he became shocked as he saw the blood dripping from my thighs...
“Oosamuyiwa, You are also affected...?” Ifakolade said with so much

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“Of course you fool, she is carrying my seed..." Larry said in pain as he
started chanting some incantations while he was coughing blood...
I was beginning to feel dizzy. Ifakolade noticed I was losing blood, so he

carried me in his hands, and made a turn to leave when we heard...
“Stop right there, if you make any move, I will kill you both" Ifakolade
turned and right there I saw Gbenga, Larry’s younger brother... Gbenga
was shocked when he saw my face...
“Sis Grace! Sis Grace?"... By this time Larry's wife was outside, she was
shaking...
“The children are coughing blood" She was shocked to see her husband
groaning in pain with blood gushing out of his mouth...
“Gbenga, what is happening here? Why is Larry and the children coughing
blood? “Then she notices the gun in Gbenga's hand... She immediately
thinks otherwise...
“Gbenga, what did you do to my husband? Why did you shoot him?
“It’s not me, it’s Sister Grace,” he said pointing towards my direction...
Larry's wife looked towards my direction but apparently she did not see
me... It made sense, Gbenga was like his brother, he had been fortified
like Larry, no wonder he could see us, but Larry's wife couldn't see us...
“Sis Grace... Which Sister Grace? I can't see anyone, and whose blood
stain is that on the floor”. Larry’s wife said in confusion as she couldn't see
Ifakolade and I, but she saw blood dripping from me...

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“Can’t you see her Bridget with an assassin?” Gbenga said in frustration
“Gbenga, I can’t see anyone, what is happening here, Larry is no more

talking.... Larry, LARRY... Larry... Say something, the children are
coughing blood too...What is happening? "...
WAS LARRY DEAD?
"Sis Grace, what did my brother do to you? He worked with you with his
life!" Gbenga said as he tried to resuscitate his brother
Definitely Gbenga did not know the truth about what really transpired
between Larry and I. It must have been between Larry and His father...
Gbenga pointed his gun at me, while I was still being carried by Ifakolade.
Very Swiftly Ifakolade fired a shot at Gbenga In order to defend me, but
the unexpected happened, the gunshot had effect on Ifakolade instead...
Ifakolade did not realize that Gbenga must have been fortified like his
brother. Larry’s wife knew something was up, when she heard a gunshot
so close and nobody was around...
"Who fired that gunshot? Gbenga what is happening? Larry is not

breathing again" Larry’s wife was crying.... She ran inside to meet her
children
Gbenga was walking towards me in tears and anger, Ifakolade was

groaning in pain from the gunshot... I was crying bitterly, was I going to
lose Ifakolade, Was Ifakolade going to die on me... If Ifakolade died now,
he was going to miss heaven... Larry was going to miss heaven too... I
didn't plan so many deaths like this... And the children coughing blood,
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dead as well...?My head was pounding, my tears were flowing, I could

hear the screams and hard cough of Larry's kids, I could see Larry's wife
running back to Larry and crying over her husband...
LARRY HAD DIED! How the mightily fortified had fallen...Even charms
had their limits
Gbenga on seeing that Larry was dead started walking towards me, he
pointed the gun at my head about to shoot....
All I remember is that in the heat of that moment, Ifakolade took my hand
and placed it over his hand and shot Gbenga.
It worked!
The gun also had effect on Gbenga with the joining of my hand with
Ifakolade...
Gbenga fell...
Larry's wife on seeing Gbenga on the floor with blood and the sound of a
gunshot from no one, she knew something was not right, she started
screaming...
I was still in shock of how the day was turning out, Larry was dead, that
was expected, but his six children, were they going to die as well?,
Gbenga was dead as well, now Ifakolade was lying and groaning in pain
about to die too….
I needed to save Ifakolade, I couldn’t let death take him away too, but
there was a problem, I was having serious abdominal pain like cramps
and I was dizzy…
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I could see Ifakolade was losing so much blood... I was also losing blood,
I needed to get Ifakolade and I out of there, but “HOW?” was the
question....
“Ifakolade, please let us get out...Of... Here" I managed to say with my
shaky voice...
" ooo.. samu.. Yiwa.. I can't make it... The bullet is a poisonous one,
Jawegbona had soaked it in a deadly concoction for days... Just take
this...” Ifakolade placed a charm in my hand...
“This will get you out of here, just hold on tight to it, and think of where you
want to be... It will transport you there... Go on.... “Ifakolade said, though
it was obvious he was using his last strength...
“I can't leave you here" I told him...
My heart was tearing
apart, the pain I was
feeling in my heart was
more than the pain in my
stomach...
It dawned on me that a
lot of people were dying
and were probably on
their way to hell because
of me... I needed to do
something right, I needed to lead Ifakolade to Christ before he died...
"Hmmm"... I thought to myself, “I wasn't saved either, yet I wanted to show

someone else the way to Heaven. Of a truth, a lot of people will be like
this on the last day, they will go to hell, while their converts will go to
heaven... like a signpost that shows the way, but never gets there..."
But right now was not the right time to reconcile with God, I still had more
time than Ifakolade....IFAKOLADE COULD DIE ANY SECOND FROM
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I held Ifakolade and with the little strength I had I said...

“Ifakolade please... If there is anything you will do for me right now is for
you to please give your life to Christ.... Please just say this... "
“Oosa.mu..yiwa I have .. Killed.... three... People today... Can God forgive

and accept me?” He said with regret in his voice... “I never knew death
will come this early for me"
“Yes... God can forgive and accept you, one of the criminals at the side of
Jesus on the Cross, made heaven at the last minute... Please Ifakolade...
Catch the last bus to heaven... Please..." Prior to that day, I had never
been that passionate about evangelism like that... I was crying and
begging Ifakolade....
“OK...pray for me."...He also broke into tears, while groaning in pain...
"Just say this after ME, Lord Jesus, I accept you as my Lord and personal
savior... Forgive me of my sins..."
That was all Ifakolade could say before he dropped dead... I wept like a
baby... Suddenly, heaven and hell became real, I rushed to Larry, to see
if he still had breath in him, I wanted to lead him to Christ too, but he was
gone...
“Who have I become?” was a big question that dropped in my heart, I was
doing exactly the opposite of my destiny... I was meant to be a life giver,
but here I was taking life through my actions…
People were already trooping into the compound as a result of the scream
from Larry's wife, but no one could see Ifakolade and I.
Fear suddenly gripped me... How was I going to come out of this “Invisible
state?”...It was Ifakolade that knew the incantations and unfortunately he
was dead. I bowed my head on Ifakolade, sobbing and all I wanted to do
at that moment was to see Pastor James... I had gotten to my wit's end...
I wanted to go back to God... I didn't realize the disappearing charm was
still in my hand, so as I thought of how I could see Pastor James at that
moment, to lead me back to Christ...

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Something happened at exactly the same time I was hearing the

approaching siren of the police van..... I found IFAKOLADE’s dead body
AND MYSELF in Igbonla just in front of Pastor James’s house…We had
reappeared in Igbonla. I heaved a sigh of relief, as I knew Pastor James
was going to help me…MAYBE, just maybe, IFAKOLADE could be
resurrected back to life …
BUT!
Unfortunately for me, Pastor James was gone too!
Gone? Gone to where?
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PART 17
"THAT NIGHT IN ROOM
401"
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Ifakolade’s dead body and

my dying body touched
Igbonla in the split of a
second. The disappearing charm had brought us to where I wanted to be,
in front of Pastor James’ house. True be told, some of these diabolical
things are real, but of NO profit. A journey that should have taken us 2
hours 30 minutes, took us less than a minute, but VANITY upon
VANITY…
The diabolic charm had failed Larry, Gbenga and Ifakolade today. They
were all dead, despite their diabolical fortification, they still dropped dead.
Another truth is, the devil has powers, but the ONE power he does NOT
have which JESUS has over him is the Power to SAVE and
DELIVER…the devil never saves, rather he enslaves people. It dawned
on me more that Jesus was only the savior….
It was with this mindset and a weak staggering body, I literally crawled
towards Pastor James’ house, but as I moved closer I was hearing two
familiar voices speaking to Pastor James in my local dialect…
“Pastor, so you didn’t see anyone to compete with as regards wife
matters, you are dragging Oosamuyiwa with our boss Ifakolade… Well,
Ifakolade sent you a message through us, he said he didn’t want to meet
you alive by the time he and Oosamuyiwa comes back to Igbonla”
The second familiar voice said “ Pastor, you were told to come and feed
the hungry flock here in Igbonla, rather you started falling in love, so since,
your ministerial assignment is not very important to you here in Igbonla,
we want to transfer you to another duty post….”
My dizziness was increasing by the moment, so I didn’t know if I was
imagining things, but when I heard Pastor James’ voice, pleading...
“Please! Please! Don’t do this”
I knew this was real and it was going to become deadly, if I do not move
fast…The door was wide open, I crawled in as I tried calling the names of
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couldn’t hear me, I stood up to tried to stop them as Sly was pointing the
gun at Pastor James, but It seem like I was Invisible….oh Yes!, I was still
in my invisible state and these boys couldn’t see me…
I heard the gun shots, two times…
I had to do something, I remembered Ifakolade banged Larry’s gate when
we were invisible and it made a sound, I ran to the door, and started hitting
it, Sly and Shepe were shocked, they exchanged curious looks and ran
away, escaping through the back door…
Pastor James too had fallen to the ground in his own blood, all because
of me again…
Why? Ifakolade! Why did Ifakolade do this to me? No wonder he said he
had killed three people today, Larry, Gbenga, and Pastor James…
Pastor James was groaning, and I was surprised when he said…
“Grace! Where are you? I know you are here… I smell you”…
Pastor James knew I was here, but he could not see me or hear me… I
moved very close to him…
“Grace why you are so close and yet I can’t see you…ah….Ah…” he said
groaning in pains from the gun shot...
“Are you dead? Is it your spirit that is around…I told you…I knew I was
going to lose you…” he broke into tears, I moved closer to wipe his tears,
I couldn’t help my tears either, but as I cried, my tears fell on his arm…
“Grace…you are crying….I know you are here….God! Why are you
invisible? Did Larry do this to you? Did he use a charm on you? God! If
she is alive, open my eyes, you opened the eyes of the servant of Elisha
to see the invisible, open my eyes, Lord….
Pastor James in his pain, started speaking in tongues…
“I..I…. neu…tralize the eff…ect of any ……e…vil invisible charm…. In
Jesus name”…he said while grunting in pain….He continued speaking in
tongues, but his voice was going lower as he was losing a lot of blood, I
was also wearing out…were we both going to die? I wish I could shout for
help, but no one would hear me… the sound of the gunshots would have
sent the people of Igbonla into their rooms, they would not come out until
they hear the cry of help, but here was I weak ,invisible and unheard. To
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Pastor James opened his eyes

after speaking in tongues for
some minutes in tears and
pain…He had tied a cloth
around the gunshot on his
shoulder.
“Jesus Christ!” he screamed at
some point, he finally could see
me, but he saw blood on me…There was power in Speaking in tongues!
I was happy Pastor James finally saw me and even though he was in pain,
I saw a spark of light in his eyes… I forgot my pains as I moved closer to
his side and placed my hand on the gunshot wound to try to stop the blood
that was gushing out…
“Grace! You came back alive? Thank you Jesus!” I could see happiness
in Pastor James’ eyes when he saw me, even though he had been badly
shot…
“Yes…I am, but…we need to get you out of here… I ..am..sor..ry for
causing you this, I also need to see the doctor, because I think something
has gone wrong with the baby..” I said with urgency in my voice.
I believed at that point, if I shouted, people would hear me. The power of
the Holy Ghost had overpowered the invisible charm, but Pastor James
stopped me from calling from help…
“Grace! You need to give your life to Christ first, before I move out of here,
I may not make it…” he said in pains while holding my hands so firmly
“please…let my death be worth it, Don’t let the Lion in you die” Pastor
James said locking his eyes with my eyes…
“Stop saying that, you can’t die and besides If you die, I will kill myself”.. I
said sobbing so loud, how would Pastor James die too?
By this time Pastor James was sobbing…
“Grace…if I die now, I know where I am going, but if you die now, where
will you go, I am not afraid of death, rather I am afraid of life after
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I had no answer for Pastor James…

“God cannot forgive me again, I have gone too far, in just six months, over
5 people are dead because of me, even Ifakolade is dead, his body is out
there”… I said as I had no motivation to rededicate my life at that time, I
just wanted Pastor James to be treated and besides I felt I was not
worthy…
“Apostle Paul was also a murderer, but he became a great…ves..sel for
God…” he was struggling to talk…
“Grace… I love you…and If I don’t make it tonight, I want to die knowing I
will see you in heaven…”
By this time, his voice was sounding like an echo to me, I was passing
out, I had lost a lot of blood…I could hear pastor James saying…
“God has invested so much in you, don’t let his investment in your life be
a waste”
I wanted to reply him, I wanted to tell him, all that investment was gone, I
wanted to tell him that Larry had taken my 70,000 stars with him into the
grave, but I couldn’t, my spirit was drifting away, it felt like I was losing my
grip on his hands…
Finally, all I remember seeing was BLACK….
I remember waking up in an hospital with my immediate younger sister

beside me, I tried to remember what happened, but I couldn't, I
remembered trying to save Pastor James, before blanking out...
Yes! Pastor James! Where was he? Did he survive?
“Morountodun..." I beckoned on my sis.
“Sis, finally, you are awake... thank God!" Morountodun said in excitement
as she knelt to thank God...
"What of Pastor James?..." I asked searching her eyes for the right
answers...
"He was taken to the city by his church...“ She said
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“I don't know, it was his assistant pastor who came early in the morning
that met you both on the floor bleeding...They immediately took him to city
while they brought your body to us, so no one knows if he is still alive or
not...but rumor has it that…that…” I noticed she was hiding the truth...
“That what? That what?”…..I asked
“That he died in the bus on their way to the city”
“Oh my God!” I shouted
“… Although I don’t believe it because it was Ajani the drunkard that said
it” my Sister quickly added…
So Pastor James too was gone? Gone to the Grave because of me? No I
wasn’t going to swallow this pill, he must be alive… “I don’t believe the
rumor” I said to myself, I was going to look for him the moment I was
discharged.
“What of Ifakolade?" I asked
“He has been buried, His body was found in front of Pastor James’s house
too, but the village elders are waiting for you to get better, so you can give
a full explanation of what happened."
That means, the prayer of pastor James also worked for Ifakolade. His
body also got out of the invisible state.
I knew Ifakolade death was going to bring more trouble...
“How long have I been here?" I asked her

“3 days"
"What?" as I shouted I felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen. I tried to
look at where exactly the pain was coming from... Then I saw it, my
stomach was relatively flat...
“The baby?" I asked my sister...
“You lost the baby so they had to do an emergency C.S for you...” she
said
I was torn between tears, joy, sadness about losing a child, but I knew I
was far from been free...
The last question I dreaded to ask popped out of my mouth...

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“Have you heard anything about Larry's death on the news" I asked
“Yes! But I wanted to ask you, were you the one who killed his wife, his
brother and children too? I thought it was only Larry you went for."
I couldn't say a word, Larry’s wife and the children died too...? Larry’s wife
was not dead as at the time I left there, but I just assumed the pain of
losing six children must have been too much for her, maybe she
committed suicide or died out of shock…
Hmmm… what I needed now was mercy…
“Although, I don't think they can trace it to you, because news has it that
it was a case of armed robbery gone wrong" I heard my sister saying
At this point, I knew God would never want to hear my voice... I had
wrecked an entire family, because of one night of adultery...but I was
ready to come back to God... I was tired of trying to fix things myself, I was
tired of trying to cover my tracks... It had made bad to become worse...
Was God going to accept me, despite all these blood shed?
Follow me as you read the next few parts of how I found my way out of
the mess I had put myself…but let me say I got out of the mess in the
most unconventional way…
To be continued…

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PART 19
©Opeyemi Akintunde
I was discharged 6 days later,

my mother never came visiting.
As I left the hospital, I went
straight to the village elders,
explained in simple terms to
them, that it was a case of
Ifakolade not fully fortified for the job I gave him...
The elders told me, I had to step in to start taking care of Ifakolade’s aged
mother, which I agreed to... That was the least of my troubles. I promised
to send her money on a monthly basis…Money was not a problem for
me…
Early, the next morning, I packed my stuffs, with my vehicle I left Igbonla
for good... If only I had listened to Saawawi just two months earlier, I won’t
have been in all that mess...
Where was I going?

I was going back to my “Bethel”. The First place, I encountered God...
The place where God spoke to me when I was just 13 Years old.
I set out on a journey of redemption, but my redemption story was not the
usual. My redemption story is another great chapter of my life...
I arrived at the prayer mountain, with my baggage... I went in search of a
man who used to pray for me back then as a teenager. The prayer
mountain was a place you had to tread carefully, because there were a lot
of fake prophets hanging around the mountain, looking for who to swindle,
so I was looking for someone I knew and trusted. His name was “Baba
Prayer".
I was silently hoping he was not dead. As I walked around on the prayer
mountain searching for him, I noticed people were not waving at me...
Was it that people didn't recognize me anymore?... This was still baffling
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“He told me you were coming!” I turned back and I saw Baba Prayer, I ran
towards him and hugged him like a daughter would hug her father...
Women and men were not allowed to hug themselves on the prayer
mountain, but Baba Prayer knew, I needed a fatherly hug, I was broken,
shattered and seeking repair...
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“Your glory has been taken away, that is why people don't see the need
to celebrate you like before" Baba Prayer told me, when I mentioned
people not warming up to me as before...
“Daughter, what you are going through is as a result of a conspiracy
against you, it is not ordinary, you are going to stay with me on this
mountain for 2 months without going anywhere... Right now you are in the
Spiritual Intensive Care unit...
I agreed to stay, as I wanted God back...

It wasn't easy, because right from the first week, I was told to just keep
asking God for Mercy for committing adultery and Murder... I was on a
water fast for the whole week...
On the seventh day, Baba Prayer called me, and prayed for me for an
hour. Thereafter, he asked me to go to sleep as the Lord was going to
show me a great secret...
I went to rest in a corner on the mountain and I had this great revelation…It
was a great revelation indeed...
I saw myself in a large conference hall, with over a thousand delegates.
There was a meeting going on, I saw Different people coming in; beautiful
and stylish women, well dressed Men, of different colors, white, blacks,
Indians, Japanese...etc., I seemed invisible as people were passing
through me, the people there didn’t know I was present…
The chairman of the board meeting was speaking, he was a White man
“We have a serious matter arising, there is A Star rising in Africa, In
particular Nigeria in West Africa. Our Star detectives brought the shining
of this particular star to our knowledge…Detective Bird, can you fill us in...”
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“We discovered this star about two months ago, it was shining so bright it
attracted a lot of people to its light.
Her name is Grace...”
My Jaw literally dropped when I saw my face on the projected screen…
Who were these people and what business did they have with me?
“She is a gospel musician, she is changing a lot of lives through her music,
her light is showing people the right way to go, so if we are not careful,
this star May become a full blown Sun that will shine all over the world...”
she said as videos and pictures of where I had ministered was projected
on the screen.
“Thank you Detective Bird, so from your findings, what can be used to
stop this star from shining?"
“The research was highly intensive as she is a righteous person, but we
were able to get a loophole, a way of getting her...”
“Which is?... the chairman asked
“She doesn't love her husband, Adultery will be a good way of trapping
her down" Detective Bird said
“But you said she is righteous, she can't fall for adultery" someone said
from the crowd
“I went through her thought pattern and realized, she fantasizes a lot about
wishing she was married to someone else. So, she is yearning for love"...
“Hmm... So we just need to plant a male agent in her life...” the chairman
said while reasoning it out
“With due respect I would love to suggest that we do not use an agent,
because she is spiritually sensitive, she will figure the agent out in no
time"...Detective Bird said
“So what exactly is your way out? The chairman asked

“I want us to look for an ordinary person, a neutral individual who is not a
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work things around to make that person close to her... That person will
also fall in love with her, and the moment they commit immorality, we will
ensure she becomes pregnant, that further traps her, because she may
want to commit abortion.... From there, the chain continues...
I stood transfixed on a Spot as they were deliberating my issue, they
couldn't see me...
“That means Larry was just a victim like me, he was a tool in the hands of
the devil...”I thought to myself
Just as I was looking around in that conference room, I saw the countries
where the delegates came from... I saw Principality of countries, District
Officers of villages...
Suddenly, a man stood up, he was a district officer of a village
“All protocols duly observed, I am Delegate Ajadi from District 1005, in
Nigeria where this star is shining from, I know a man who can do it"
“Who?” the chairman asked
“My son! I will engineer him to do it and in exchange, my son will take her
stars and use it for our kingdom"...
“Is your son an agent?”...The chairman asked
“No, but he is handsome and women naturally fall for him... He has a way
with women"
The chairman had a long thought about it, then said
“What is the name of your son?”
“Lanre Banjoko popularly known as Larr“Bird, check him up and let's know
if he matches what we are looking for... "
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So Larry's father was the one who engineered the whole thing… that was
exactly what Larry had said. He said it was his father that brought back
my audio CD...
“Absolutely "...I heard Detective Bird say...
“He is perfect for it, and the fact that he is married with children will not
make Grace see him as a threat".
The chairman turned to Larry's father...
“You have won the assignment... No losing out, you know the
repercussions attached. You also know the promotion involved if you do
a good job"...
“Exactly, my son has wasted his stars as a young man sleeping around
with girls, also I have donated his stars here on several occasions. This
has made him unproductive, so I will appreciate if he collects the stars
from this lady for his own use…”
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“Sister Grace, Sister Grace" I heard a distant voice calling me, the
delegates continued their discussion...
The chairman was asking Detective Bird...
“Do we have other stars rising in other nations?"
“None that should bother us for now, the earth is gradually becoming void
of stars these days, Most of the potential stars are neck deep in sin, so
they are not shining at their brightest, thereby making the planet earth
become darker as each day passes by, just as we want..., but we will keep
searching for new ones…“Detective Bird said with all authority on the
matter…
“Sister Grace, Sister Grace"...That same voice was still calling, as I turned
to answer, I woke up from that deep revelation...
“Yes! I answered her. It was one of the female prayer warriors on the
mountain that was trying to wake me up…
“Baba Prayer calls for you, some men are asking to see you...
“Some men?” Fear immediately gripped my heart, as I didn't inform
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It had to be the police...

"Policemen?" I asked
“Yes... How did you know? She asked very surprised…
I was right, this was the end for me... My dream was real, the kingdom of
darkness conspired against me and I felt flat.
To be continued…
SHORT BREAK….

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PART 20
©Opeyemi Akintunde
I walked towards Baba Prayer and the

policemen, but very swiftly to my surprise
I saw someone who looked like Daniel my
DEAD husband with a Fair-skinned
woman walk past me towards the prayer
Altar.... was I hallucinating? Right ahead
of me were the policemen waiting, but I think I just saw Daniel OR was it
not Him...?
I needed to see that person again...
"That was Daniel" I thought to myself
As I turned to have a second or third look, one of the police men shouted
from faraway..
“If you try to run, I will shoot you down"...
“Who cares?” I thought to myself... At that point, I was no longer afraid of
death, I turned and was walking towards the man I saw, suddenly, it seem
like he had disappeared... Was I hallucinating?
I started running, Looking for the man that looked like Daniel, the
policemen started pursuing ME, they thought I was running away...
I didn't see Daniel anymore... Maybe I was hallucinating... I stopped
running and turned back towards the policemen. I stretched my hands
towards them for their handcuff...
The policemen were startled... They pointed their guns at me and looked
at me intently…, then back at a photograph in their hand
“What are you waiting for? You can take me with you..." Just then, Baba
Prayer got to us...
“Is she the one?” He asked the policemen, as the police men shook their
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“This is not the Grace we are looking for?" said the first policeman
What? I thought..., “Oh My God, these people made me lose sight of the
man that looked like Daniel”… I thought angrily as I was still looking
around for the sight of the man…
“I told you we don’t have a fraudster here, she is a minister of the gospel,
a music Minister, the fraudster you are looking for is not here. I just wanted
to clear your doubts that was why I sent for her...” Baba Prayer said
“Yes, we know her, she is Sis Grace that sings, we are sorry for the
embarrassment ...” The police officers turned to leave.
Suddenly, my knees buckled, I had been fasting for the past seven days,
so that running was an energy sapper.
After the police men left, I told Baba Prayer I saw a man who looked like
my husband, but he dismissed it saying it was just a mere resemblance.
I narrated my dream to him, and he told me I needed to pray Star/Glory
recovery prayers... He gave me 2 prayer point, I was constantly praying…
“Oh Lord, my God, You are a Story Changer, Revive my Glory in
Jesus Name”
“Congregation of darkness, gathering against my star and Glory,
scatter by fire...
For the next two months of staying on the prayer mountain, I had no
resting periods, it was seeking the face of the Lord, all round the clock.
There was no night and no day, it was the same for me… I was not ready
to leave the Lord until he blessed me, just like Jacob, I was constantly
asking for mercy.
The two months was a time of separation that gave birth to Spiritual revival
for me…. I Fasted till I lost my appetite for food…. I Prayed till I lost my
voice…, I sang till I became the praise leader on the mountain…
I was always calling my sister to find out if she heard anything about
Pastor James. She told me nothing, but that a new pastor has been
posted to the church. She further said, the pastor refused to disclose what
had happened to Pastor James... I concluded, he was probably dead...

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For those two months, I was always on the lookout for the man who looked
like Daniel. My heart was always asking this question “Was Daniel still
alive? Or was it just a case of mere resemblance?
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PART 21
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I decided to give my all to God on that mountain, there were times I wept
thinking about all my errors... They were days, I was not fasting but I just
went hungry, as I refused to stand up from my prayer position... All I
needed from God was MERCY...
Exactly, two months from the day I got to the prayer mountain, I had
another dream. It was more like a trance.
I saw myself, with my bald head, but little by little, my hair was growing...
I saw a stylist pulling the hair out to make it grow....
Oh my God! You should have seen me when I woke up, I started
screaming that “My hair has grown back”!
I started running , looking for Baba Prayer to tell him, God had restored
ME, I kept shouting " My hair has grown back"...I was telling anyone who
cared to listen, when I bumped into that man again..
" I am.. Sor...ry" I said, before realizing it was Daniel's lookalike...
"No problem ma"...He said, I looked at the woman beside him, I didn't
know her...His voice was slightly different from My Daniel’s voice, but I
was sure this was Daniel…
“Daniel... It’s you…I knew it was you I saw… Daniel you are alive? “I said
with a bit of excitement and gratitude to God… I felt God was Merciful, two
miracles in one day, My Glory had been restored and two, I was seeing
Daniel alive.
“Sorry?" He asked looking at me in a shocked way
“Daniel, you didn't die “I asked again...
“No!”...He smiled, “Because I am not Daniel. Guess there is a mix up, my
name is Tochukwu, and this is my wife Ada... "

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“Tochukwu, Yes... I know that is your name, I mean that is what Mama
calls you...” I said still beaming in smiles, as the wife part did not register
with me
The man and woman exchanged looks...
“Madam, I guess you are mixing my husband up with someone else" said
the woman
I was confused, Daniel had a wife... Maybe he just married her... So fast
under 6 months…
"Oh... Daniel...she is your wife? OK... I am happy you survived, and you
have found yourself a new wife...I am sorry for everything I did to you,
please find a place in your heart to forgive me…I wish you and your new
wife a happy life together”.. I said
“Sorry, excuse me... I am not a new wife, my husband and I have been
married for 12 years, and we have two kids... So please Stop mixing us
up with someone else...” the woman pulled her husband away
Is it possible to be married to a man for 12 years and not recognize him
again...? I asked myself as the couple walked away from me...
Suddenly, my excitement about my restored glory (Hair) waned...
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“I heard, you were jumping around and shouting that your hair has grown,
what was that about?” Baba Prayer asked much later...
I was not in the mood to talk, because I was still baffled about the man
who looked Just like Daniel.., but I had too much respect for Baba Prayer
not to answer him... I narrated the dream to him...
“Congratulations.... God has restored you, Our God has been good and
merciful to you, now I can release you to go back home."
"Home?”...Where was home? I thought...
Two days later, I packed my stuffs and left for the city, I never saw Daniel’s
Lookalike again, but to be at peace with myself as I was about to start a
new life, I needed to know if Daniel was dead or alive. I went to see Doctor
Jack, who told me, the man I saw must have been a Lookalike. He told
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I also went to our old home, where Daniel and I had stayed together as
Husband and wife, I saw that it had been bought by a new family,
probably, Daniel's family sold the property.
It was high time I started living my life all over again...
With the money I had in my account, I rented a new apartment, a 3
bedroom flat. I opened a boutique where I sold baby clothes. I drew closer
to God, I started writing new songs.... but guilt of the people I had killed
never left me...
The case of Larry’s family death had not been closed by the police as they
were still on the search for the killer
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I had the urge that there was something I needed to do, I needed to
confess my wrong deeds...I couldn’t just move on with life, living a cool
life without owning up for my wrong deeds….I needed restitution
Just like my good Friend Pastor James said, we should not be afraid of
death, but life after death. I needed to own up for the murder of Larry and
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However, some part of me was scared, if I owned up for the crime, I would
be sentenced to death as well. I won’t fulfil destiny anymore…
Well, I told myself, it was better to be right, and die and at the end go to
heaven…what I planned on doing was to write the story of my life as a
book, so that after my death, generations unborn will learn from my
story…
I made up my mind… I was going to the police to surrender for the crime
of Larry and Gbenga Banjoko… Was this wise of me? The penalty for
killing someone was death by hanging, now I was going to confess and
own up for the death of two people and not just One... Was this a right
move?

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PART 22
"THAT NIGHT IN ROOM
401"
©Opeyemi Akintunde
I walked into the police station,

I could literally hear my
heartbeat sounding loud and
clear. I stopped in my tracks as
I heard a voice telling me to turn back. No! I was going to own up. I had
done all the necessary things, I had given my properties and money to
Churches, Charity Organizations, my Family, Friends who needed money,
because I was sure I was going to be sentenced to death.
As I stepped before the police counter, the front desk officer was listening
to one of my ever green tracks on his tiny phone. The moment he
recognized me, he was over the moon. I didn’t want to spoil his mood, so
I asked to see the D.P.O. The scenario was almost the same inside the
D.P.O’s office, but after we exchanged the pleasantries, I owned up to the
death of Larry and Gbenga. He was shocked to say the least. He stood
up for over five times, visiting the rest room three times, before saying
anything to me…
“Sis Grace, honestly I am short of words, my love for you wants me to tell
you to go home and sin no more, but my heart tells me you have done the
right thing, because someday, the truth will eventually come out, and if it
is the police that begins to look for you, it will become messy for you and
the body of Christ… hmm… I will pray for you that Mercy and Grace will
speak for you. Oh my God” I could see tears in his eyes.
He called some officers and asked them to take me to the commissioner

of police without handcuffs. As I was leaving his office, he couldn’t control
his tears as he burst out loud in tears….and he knelt on the floor with
heads bowed in prayer…
That was how my journey started, I was all over the news, I was criticized
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mockery out of me, while others saluted my courage. The body of Christ
stood for me encouraging me for my boldness. Fathers of faith in Nigeria
and neighboring countries where I had gone to minister held prayer
programs for me. My name Grace was really speaking for me…
I went to court, and Musa, Larry’s security man testified against me,
stating that the way I described that night was exactly the way things were,
even though he didn’t see Ifakolade and I.
In between my court session, the Judge handling my case asked to see
me…
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“Sis Grace, your story has taught me a whole lot… that one little sin has
a ripple effect, creating more sins… According to the Law, I ought to
sentence you to death, but I owe you a great deal…”he said not
maintaining eye contact with me…
“Owe me?” I asked calmly
“My only daughter had the S.S genotype since she was born, our minds
were never settled over her, until one day you came to minister in our
Church in Ibadan. You ministered your song, “Yi aiye mi si rere” (Change
my Life for good). My daughter told me she sang that song with all her
strength that night.
While she slept that night, she said she had a dream of you taking her
into a big hospital and you handed her over to a doctor, telling the doctor,
you wanted him to do a change of blood for her. My daughter woke up
that morning shouting that Jesus had changed her blood. She went for a
test that same day, and her genotype had changed to AA… Sis Grace,
your ministry gave my daughter life, now do you expect me to take your
own life? Or how do you expect me to silence that voice that sent
deliverance into my family….
My Judgement will be very biased today, but I know it is Grace speaking
for you, because as we speak , there are thousands of lives your ministry
has blessed, that are presently on their knees praying for you, including
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I went out weeping, wondering what Kind of Grace, God was showing me,
I stood in the box wondering what the Judge had for me.
“This is my Judgement, for being truthful and surrendering yourself to the
authority, for pleading Guilty and ready to receive the punishment you
deserve, you have been sentenced to Life imprisonment. However, prior
to your misbehavior, It is a known fact that you have been using your voice
to make the society a better place, therefore you will be granted free studio
sessions under the supervision of appropriate authority to produce more
music for the profiting of the society. This must happen while still putting
on your Prison wear… That is my judgement”…
A new song just popped out of my mouth right there in the court….
“You love me more than I deserve
You care for me more than I deserve
You treat me right more than I deserve
You love me more than I deserve
Hold me by the hands

And lead on the way you want
Cos’
You Love me more than I deserve
You care for me more than I deserve
You treat me right more than I deserve
You Love me more than I deserve…
I was singing in tears, was this a Judgement, or a show a mercy. So, I had
been given the opportunity to still sing for God while in prison and the
government was going to pay for all my studio sessions, as the police took
me towards the Black van, I saw people who my ministry had blessed
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A particular boy of about 10 years, rushed towards me and hugged me

so tightly, I didn’t recognize him, but I saw love in his eyes for me, the
police left him for a while, he said to me while crying and hugging me
tightly…
“You have been my mother since I lost my mother, your music has been
your way of teaching me… now, you are also leaving me…”
Those words broke my heart, I wanted to tell him I was sorry for
disappointing him, but the officers pulled him back from me … I was
crying, but yet I tried to give a smile to my fans to let them know that I had
received mercy…I was receiving the punishment of my wrong deeds here
on earth, even with a great show of Mercy.
I was happy somewhere in my heart…but suddenly I saw him
again…Among the Large crowd, I saw the man who looked like Daniel.
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PART 23
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There was no expression on his

face, the moment our eyes met,
he was looking at me intently, like
he was searching for something,
but suddenly, he shook his head
in the negative and turned back. I
wanted to call his name, but the officers told me to enter into the van… I
looked through the hole in the van trying to follow him, I saw him faintly
hitting the tire of the vehicle angrily, just then I saw Doctor Jack patting
him by the shoulder…
I knew it… that was Daniel, so Doctor Jack did not kill him? So what was
the story about Daniel having a wife and two kids…? The van moved away
from them…
As I walked into the prison gate, I received different looks, some were
welcoming, and others were criticizing. Some were singing some of my
songs and I waved at them. I was taken to a VIP prison room, where I had
two other roommates. One of them was the wife of a former governor and
the other a wealthy businesswoman who poured acid on one of her staff,
who was sleeping with her husband. The wife of the former governor was
welcoming, but the businesswoman was not. As I got in, I fell on my knees
and I thanked God for what he had done for me, the Mercy he had shown
me and the new phase of my life.
I thanked God for not letting Daniel die, and I prayed hopefully that Pastor
James was not dead too.
I was happy. I got a special gift from the Judge’s daughter…it was a
parcel. On opening it, I saw a Bible, and a jotter with a pack of high quality
pens. There was an attached note...
“Aunty Grace,

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Your ministry changed my life, from SS to AA. I am a testimony

of your ministry. So, I need you ma to keep writing your songs, I will
be sending you this jotters every month. The world is yet to hear all
you have within you… love you ma. You are a champion.´
Joyce George.
For me it was a special gift, I sat down to write my first song, the one I
received when I was given the Judgement of Mercy I received…
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I had spent three months in prison, and I was having the best time of my
life, fellowship time was always great. I was the praise team leader. I had
written over 200 songs in just 3 months. The oil of inspiration was
overflowing in my life. I was going to the studio the next day to record 3
songs. I was so full of joy in anticipation of going to the studio.
We were having our fellowship, when I heard my name over the public
address system. Who was here to see me? Was my thought. Ever since
I got into prison, I have only had three visitors, only three people were on
my visiting list…my sister, Morountodun, Baba Prayer and Joyce George.
One of the warders came to pick me to the waiting room, where the
inmates met with their visitors. I stopped in my tracks when I saw Doctor
Jack and Daniel’s Mum, I looked around if Daniel was around, but he
wasn’t.
“Doctor Jack, thank you for keeping Daniel alive!, Mama I am sorry for
what I asked Doctor Jack to do”
“I am sorry for lying to you… I just couldn’t kill him, but I was scared you
could kill him instead…”
“It’s ok, you were more righteous than me… please tell Daniel to please
forgive me, because he doesn’t want to speak to me…
“That’s because he doesn’t recognize you” Mama said, talking for the first
time
“What do you mean by that?” I asked
“After coming out of his coma, he lost his memory…”? Doctor Jack said
I was shocked to my bones…
“Wait, then what is the thing about his wife and children? I asked very
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“The moment your mother in law found out that was his situation, she
came up with the idea that she would get a new wife and adopt two kids
aged 1 and 3 from the orphanage and I was to present her to Daniel as
his wife.” Doctor Jack said
“I wanted him to have a fresh start and life was going on great for him till
you resurfaced again.” Mama said
Wow…was all I could say, Hmm… God gave Daniel a second chance, but
as I was thinking about the new development, Doctor Jack said
“But there is a slight problem, from the day he saw you at the Prayer
Mountain, he had been troubling everyone that he knows you from
somewhere, but he can’t remember it. He went to buy your Video CDs
and plays it all day. This has been giving him a lot of migraine, so the
reason why…”Doctor Jack was saying before Mama cut in…
“The reason why I am here is that I want to bring him to you and please
you need to tell him, you don’t know him… There is no future with you
both, you are in prison therefore you both can never marry. Let him enjoy
the new life God had given him…” Mama said pleading on her knees…
I was confused, Mama was asking me to tell a lie, another sin… I
couldn’t... just one night of adultery had brought me all these woes, Now
she wanted me to add lies again.. .No way! I had to do what Pastor James
had said I should learn to do… I was going to say a capital NO to this
request...At this point in my life I was avoiding sin like a plague…
“Mama, I am sorry, I can’t tell a lie, please don’t bother bringing him here..
I don’t have a problem with him marrying another woman, but I cannot tell
a lie…”I stood up and asked the warder to take me in.
To be continued…

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PART 24
©Opeyemi Akintunde
I never saw Doctor Jack, Mama and

Daniel again after that day, I had spent
2 years in prison before I had an
encounter with someone else I had
been longing to see. Pastor James had sent me a letter, asking me to add
him to my visiting list, which I did.
By that time, the government had released 12 of my songs, and from what
the warders told me, they were hit songs as people were singing it in
churches, concerts and it was also popular on the street. I was fulfilling
destiny while in prison…this was enough for me…
I walked into the waiting room, but on seeing Pastor James, I broke into
tears, tears of Joy, I gave him a big hug, a very big hug and I kept crying…
“It’s ok, Grace…” he said with his wonderful peaceful smile
“You are alive and handsome” I said smiling while crying…I kept hugging
him not wanting to leave him
But surprisingly I noticed a wedding band on his finger
“You are married?”
He nodded in the affirmative…
‘I am happy for you...” I said not totally meaning it
“I am happy for you too, your new songs are everywhere” he said, the air
had become suddenly cold when he told me was married… “And may I
add, the songs are divinely inspired”
“Yes! Thanks to God and you… you told me I could still be the king of the
Jungle”
“Yes! And you did it” he said with excitement

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“You made me do it… you were my angel!” I said looking into his eyes
“And you have always been my angel” he said holding my hands, but that
made me see his finger well, there was a brief moment of silence, then I
broke the silence by saying
“I wish I am in her shoes” I said referring to the wedding band…
“I wish I could have married you too, but God’s ways are not our ways.
God gave her to me, she is just like you and she is your biggest fan” he
said
“Really? Do I know her?” I asked him
“Yes! But I never told her that I knew you, because your secret is safe with
me…unless you want me to do otherwise” Pastor James said
“Who is she?” I was curious
“Joyce George… the lady whose genotype changed from SS to AA

through your song…”
“What?” When Joyce visited me the last time about two months ago, she
told me she was getting married, and she mentioned that her husband
was a big fan of mine…
“Do you know it was your music that connected us, I was in a public bus
and I was playing one of your songs on my phone, she was so excited
hearing it, she kept talking about how anointed you were, we got talking
and the rest is history”… he said excitedly
I saw Pastor James was excited, I had to tell myself that James and I were
not ordained to marry, he was just a friend God brought my way for that
temporal purpose of redirecting me back to God. God definitely planted
Pastor James in Igbonla, exactly the same time I was going there. God
never left me all the while…I summoned courage to congratulate him,
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I managed to say “Congratulations, Joyce is a good woman, may your

home be blessed. Feel free to tell her about us, because someday I am
going to release a book about all that happened, and definitely, your name
can never be left out…” I gave him a warm smile and asked for a hug…
“Thank you for being my best friend, when I needed it”

“Thank you for rising up again…”he said
We said our emotional goodbyes and I went back into my room and wept
embracing the full knowledge that not everyone we are attracted to can
be our husbands or wives. They could have crossed our path for different
purposes.
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PART 25
DANIEL, MY HUSBAND
(Seyi Durojaiye as Daniel)

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©Opeyemi Akintunde
I spent another three years in prison before completing my book. Pastor

James and Joyce were my best buddies, they always came visiting, they
followed me for my studio sessions. They became my P.R.O, they took
letters for me from fans, sorted out important ones and brought them for
me. They brought homemade food anytime they came, we played cards
within the 10 minutes visiting time.
The Prison was also home for me, as I had become friends with the
warders and most of the inmates. I led a lot inmates to Christ. The prison
was another ministerial assignment for me.
Exactly, five years of staying in prison, I released my book through the

help of Pastor James and his wife Joyce… It was an autobiography of all
that happened, and how I was saved by Grace despite being in prison.
The book started topping the charts, it was selling in millions. People were
buying the copies like water. Pastor James was in charge of my
marketing. Practically everyone was talking about the book, so it didn’t
come as a surprise when I had a visitor and it turned out to Daniel, my
husband…
The moment I entered the visiting room, I wanted to hug him out of
excitement of him being alive, I restrained myself, but before I knew what
was happening he had hugged me so tight…
“My Grace…” Daniel said…
He just called me “My Grace” just the way he used to call me, “Has he
regained his memory” I thought silently as I patiently waited for his next
reaction.
“My Grace. I knew I had met you somewhere, I thought it was a former
life, but as I read the book, it seem like you were bringing back my
memories” he said with tears flowing down his face
“I am sorry for everything I did!” I said

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“No, I forgive you…Anyone could have done what you did, under those
circumstances, we all have different ways we commit sin and try to cover
our tracks. I forgive you wholeheartedly…” Daniel said as he was touching
my face…: “How have you been coping?’ he asked with tears still flowing
down his face..
“Thank you so much, thank you Daniel… how are you doing now? Your
wife and kids…?”
“My kids are fine, but as regards my wife, I should be asking you that
question, how are you doing? You are my wife…so how are you doing
Grace?”
I was shocked beyond words as I didn’t understand where Daniel was

heading with this conversation…
“I mean the woman your mother married for you…”
“She is not my wife, the marriage was based on falsehood, and besides I
can’t be married to two women at the same time, you are my wife whom I
never divorced… the kids are adopted so, they are mine…, but if she
insists on taking them, Let her take them, then we can adopt ours…
Was Daniel in his right frame of Mind, did he know what he was talking
about? I was a prisoner…
“Daniel, I am in prison, I can’t be your wife anymore”
“On our wedding day, we made a vow, and that vow was to stay for better,
for worse. We promised to stay together through the best times and worse
times… we had our 12 years of “for Better” so I won’t leave you now, when
it has become “for worse”… you will always be my wife…” Daniel said…
“Daniel, I have committed adultery against you, murder and yet you want
to still stay with me?”
“As disastrous as the sin Eve committed by making her husband and
mankind sin against God, God never replaced her. God didn’t change her,
Even God knew it is “For Better, For Worse”.

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I couldn’t wrap my head around this, I sat down looking at Daniel thinking
to myself “God, why this so much love and Mercy”, but as beautiful as this
looked, I wasn’t sure this could work out…but Daniel had it all figured
out…
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PART 26
"THAT NIGHT IN
ROOM 401"
©Opeyemi
Akintunde
I formally
introduced Pastor
James and Joyce
to Daniel my
husband, and
they became
really close.
Daniel was always visiting me three times a week. He settled the woman
his mother had married for him, the woman insisted on taking the children.
Daniel was not disturbed, rather Daniel relocated to few blocks away from
the prison where I was serving term. He became friends with the Chief
Warder and asked to always see me every day after the close of work. I
was growing in love every day. He always told me about his day, and what
he planned to do the next day…
I begged Daniel to adopt a son, who could continue bearing his name after
we are gone, but he declined saying he had a plan he was working on. He
refused to disclose this plan to me…
God really showed me Grace with the officers at the prison, there were
days Daniel would not leave me till 11pm at night, but always with a kiss.
I was hoping for a day when I could lie down beside Daniel and be his wife
in the real sense of the word…my wish came through in the seventh year
of being in Prison…
Daniel had come into the Prison very excited, he was seated in the Chief
Warder’s office, the moment he saw me, he carried me up and started
screaming…
“I did it, I did it.., My Grace, I told you...” he said kissing my face, I noticed
the chief warder was happy and smiling
“What?”

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“I had been writing to the president to use his good office to please grant
you a presidential pardon to make you have three free weekends in a
year, to spend with me as I was not planning to remarry. For the past two
years , he never answered, so just last night I received a phone call from
him, saying that he just had time to read your book that I sent with the
letter, and he was really moved by your boldness to restitute your ways.
He asked for my email address and here is the letter he sent from his
office.
“We have also received our copy, from the office of the
president…Congratulations Sis Grace… Your name really speaks for you”
the Chief Warder said…
I sank into the chair in the Chief Warder’s office, was I dreaming? I
suddenly remembered the Scripture that states that “when the Lord turned
again the captivity of Zion, they were like them that dreamed... I was in
shock as I heard Daniel saying to the Warder…
“Our first three days starts today, I am taking my wife out of here now...”
He said while laughing in excitedly…
“Congrats Mr. Daniel, and thank you for being a good husband, you are
one of a kind...”
Daniel had brought me a change of clothes, he brought a turquoise blue

dress. He had not forgotten that turquoise was my best color.
I changed my dress and as I was going out of the prison door for the first
time in a dress unlike my prison uniform I wore for studio sessions…. I
took off the shoes he brought for me, as I wanted my legs to feel the sand
of the outside world, I kept jumping and screaming, I started running,
Daniel and the police officer (that had been attached to us to keep watch
over me) started running after me to catch up with me…I was over the
moon…
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PART 27
©Opeyemi Akintunde
The flat was beautifully decorated, Daniel had done a good job with the
house. The police officer stayed outside the door of the house as we
walked in, I went into the kitchen, it was beautiful, the bedroom… was
dimly lit, Aww… there were beautiful petals on the bed, a beautiful night
dress was on the bed. Daniel had prepared in such a short time… He held
me from the back…
“Do you know how long, I have waited for this day to come”…he was
kissing my neck, I knew I was stinking, I needed a real shower or bath,
but before that I needed to ask an important question…
“Daniel, how is it so easy for you to forgive me and go this extra length for
me...”
“We are all sinners, and God has been forgiving us all over and over…
have you forgotten the Lord’s Prayer… Forgive us as we forgive all those
who trespass against us… I am grateful, I got another opportunity with
you, my love…” he turned me to face him and said
“I miss your small lips”… I smiled as I remembered this was how Daniel
was always having his way with me…
“Daniel, I know what usually follows this line, Let me freshen up...” I ran
away from his grip, but he took hold of me before I could go far…
“You are always fresh! He pulled me and carried me to the bed….

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The next day, was a picnic with Pastor James, Joyce and their son. The
free 3 days was the best time of my life in years, I had fun….
To be continued…

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PART 28
©Opeyemi Akintunde
I had been feeling weak all week, I complained to Daniel, when he came
around the day before and he had promised to get me very good malaria
drugs. He came to the prison, unusually early, in order to give me my
drugs. He had brought some homemade food, but I felt like throwing up
on seeing the food.
I suddenly heard in my spirit, “Mercy has found you, you are carrying a
baby, and her name shall be called “MERCY”.
The drugs fell from my hand and I faced Daniel with a blank look. I stood
up and moved away from Daniel… Daniel was scared...
‘My Grace, what is it? Are you ok?”
“I heard something..” Daniel, I want you to take me out right now, I still
have four free days in this year right?
Daniel nodded…but he was confused…

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“Why?“ he asked
“I will Explain later, just take me out”…
I was cleared and I went out with Daniel. When I saw a signpost of a Lab,
I told him to park right in front of it…Daniel still did not get the gist…
“You want to do a malaria test?” he asked… I refused to say a word.
On getting to the Lab attendant, I told him I wanted to do a blood

pregnancy test, Daniel was shocked, but he suddenly became speechless
as we both anxiously waited for the result…
The Result came out and it turned out “POSITIVE”...
Our Joy knew no bounds, I told him what I heard, and we kept the name
“MERCY”
Seven months later, I gave birth to Mercy at the Prison hospital.

Daniel took over the child from me, he and MAMA were nursing her.
Daniel always brought her for breastfeeding every morning and
Evening….
I always spent my three free weekends with Daniel and Mercy. We

travelled to different parts of the country. Daniel made it a duty that Mercy
saw me at least three times every week in the evening…
My music was soaring, as the government kept sponsoring my music. God

was ever faithful, releasing fresh songs for me.
Pastor James and his wife were covenant family friends, they also
relocated close to the prison, as Joyce volunteered to assist in training
Mercy in areas ,Daniel could not…
I never missed any important celebration in Mercy and Daniel’s Life, it was
always arranged to be on one of my free days…
God still molded something great out of my life despite the limitation of the
Prison doors…
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PART 29
©Opeyemi Akintunde
The best day of my life came, the day Mercy

turned 25. It also turned out to be her wedding day. And guess who she
got married to, Pastor James and Joyce’s only Son…
It was my free day, Daniel had come to pick me up from the prison, and
he took me home, Joyce had picked our cloth, as we were going to be
putting on the same attire as the parents of the couple…
Daniel went on his knees and proposed to me again…

“My Grace, my life has been joyful with you in it, even as our daughter is
leaving us today, I will like to remarry you again. I don’t regret all we have
been through… I know some day, a miracle will happen, but even if the
miracle doesn’t happen your being alive is enough miracle for me.”.
I couldn’t find words but I knew I had to say something…
“The devil tricked me into believing that I could not find love with you, I
started looking for love elsewhere, meanwhile you are the definition of
love, I thank God for giving me a second chance with you, thank you for
forgiveness, thank you for endurance and thank you for Love”…
……………………………………………..
“My Daughter Mercy,
Don’t repeat my mistakes
Avoid sin especially adultery like a plague,
When you fall into sin,
And you refuse to repent of it,

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Your life could end up as a song of lamentation

Which was my case…
“How lonely lies Jerusalem, once so full of people,

Once honored by the world, she is now like a widow
The noblest of cities have fallen into slavery
All night long, she cries,
Tears run down her cheeks,
Of all her former friends, not one is left to comfort her
Her allies have betrayed her and are all against her now…
(LAMENTATIONS 1:1-2)
Never take the Grace of God for Granted,

Because though Mercy may speak
There is always a repercussion for our actions,
Mercy only makes it less grievous.
I love you and I pray you turn out better than I did…
Your mother, Grace…
This was the wedding frame I gave to Mercy on her wedding day, and I
begged her to put it in her living room as a daily reminder of the story of
her mother’s sin, shame and redemption. I never wanted her to repeat my
mistake.
As I danced at the wedding reception , tears flowed from my eyes, I am

sure some onlookers would have thought it was because of the fact that I
was still to return to my prison room after the wedding that made me cry,
but no, I was weeping in gratitude to God for his big show of mercy.
Yes! I received Mercy, I deserved death as my punishment, but rather

mercy gave me all these:
 MERCY made it possible for me to still be alive till that time despite
having so much bloodshed on my hands, I was only receiving
punishment for my bloodshed, just like David who couldn’t build
God’s temple because there was a lot of blood on his hands
 Mercy also restored my marriage,

 Mercy made my Glory and stars to be restored,

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 Mercy made it possible for me to still be blessing the world with my

music despite being in prison. There are a lot of talented singers in
prison like me, but they have been silenced.
 I was still fulfilling destiny, as at the day of my daughter’s wedding,
I had released 2500 songs and I had written 10 books. Proceeds
from my book is used to help the less privilege
 Mercy further made it possible for me to give birth to my own child,
and today I am witnessing her wedding…
 Mercy made it possible for me to be surrounded by good and
covenant friends, Pastor James and Joyce, his wife.
Was the Lord not good to me? The prison doors could not stop God from
showing me Mercy, I just had to pay a little for the 12 souls that died
through me…. I was a product of Mercy….
Did I believe that someday, I might receive a bigger level of Mercy and be
given a presidential pardon to be out of Prison, I believed, because the
Love of my Life, the Gift God gave to me in form of a human named Daniel
had promised to keep writing to the presidential office begging for my
release…. So Yes I believed, that My Miracle was going to happen…. To
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My Miracle happened! Yes it happened.

The day started like every other day in prison, I had
woken everyone up with my loud voice of praise.
We did our devotion. By that time I had spent 35 years in Jail. I was 66
years of age
We had just gotten a new president elected into power just a week earlier.
We were told the president was coming to our Prison to visit us. We had
to sweep, clean, cut the grasses and looked neat.
After the President had a general meeting with us all, encouraging us, he
specifically asked to see me.
The moment I entered the Chief Warder’s office, I was surprised to see
the President rise up to his feet to greet me. I was humbled, so I bent to
greet him too…
“Ma, it’s a great privilege meeting you after so many years, I am one of
the products of your ministry, I gave my life to Christ under your song
ministration, about 40 years ago, when I was just 8 years old. As an
orphan, your music were instructions that shaped my life, making me
avoid evil at a young age. Your song was like a motherly voice to me. I
was there the day you received your jail sentence, I was the young boy
who rushed to hug you as you were taken to the van…. That day I heard
someone say by my side that the only way you could ever be free was if
you received a presidential pardon…I made up my mind that day I was
going to be President someday, in other to have you released. That dream
has come to pass… I have become the president of our country. For this
reason ma, I came here personally to give you a presidential Pardon to
have you released from Jail…”
It felt like it was a dream, and I needed someone to wake me up... the
president was weeping as he hugged me so tight just like he did 35 years
ago as a little boy…Dreams if pursued do come to pass…

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At 66 years of age, I got out of prison. Mercy got me out of Prison, Grace
brought me out of prison, and guess what the Bible verse that states that
“Eyes have not seen ,nor ear heard, neither has it entered into the heart
of man, the things which God hath Prepared for them that Love Him” in !
Corinthians 2:9 was exactly how my life turned out…
The Lord started a new chapter out of my life after my years in prison…
one of the great things God did for me was that I thought Mercy was going
to be my only child, but getting out of Prison, God gave Daniel and I a set
of twin boys at the age of 68. My story got better and full of Grace, just
like my name from that time. I was able to reach more lives , as I started
travelling around the globe, sharing my story of how one night in room 401
almost ruined my life…This new Chapter of my life is also a story-filled
phase of my life...
Favour, Mercy and GRACE found me.
THE END (For Now) “THAT NIGHT IN ROOM 401”

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I WAS PREGNANT FOR LARRY..

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