His doorbell woke him up, he had fallen asleep holding a bible in his hands, waiting for Odibo to call he had lost consciousness, he looked at the time it was 1.00 a.m . the bell chimed again
“who is that?” he asked
“its me odibo” he was relieved, he flung the door open
“guy I have been waiting for you” but the man standing in front of him was not his best friend anymore, he saw a crazy looking man with red eyes and torn clothes at his door step before he could ask odibo if he was ok he found himself being punched in the face.
“you bastard..you dirty sneaking bastard.” Nnamdi fell flat on his arm chair
“Odibo what?..” but he was not allowed to finish as Odibo hit him with another one straight in the ribs, doubling up in pain he staggered to the side missing another punch.
“you raped her didn’t you?? You just couldn’t control yourself.”
“raped who Lolita ?, I swear I didn’t touch her”
Odibo picked up his glass table and swung at him missing by inches, it was clear this was a re enactment of their ancestors fight many years ago and his best friend had come to kill him.
Mary filled with worry for her brother told everything to her parish priest,
”I am just scared he will do something hurtful to himself” she cried out, Rev Gabriel had been aware of the family troubles of Mary for a long time, she had always confided in him and even though her brother had not taken his advise and come to church for prayers he still felt there was something else he could do,
“you know what go and call me father Anthony lets go and pay a visit to your brother.”