Dial - Season 1 - Episode 43

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Dial - Season 1 - Episode 43

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The arrangement was simple:
Pastor Williams would now be working on the physical attacks and making me acceptable for God’s divine protection. And Light Duke Greyhem would also work on breaking the evil spiritual bond that Nana b0s0mba had placed on me.

It cost me an extra ten thousand cedis, which I paid to Light Greyhem.

They told me I would have to stay on the premises of the Bare Light International Church till Sunday morning and they asked me if that would be okay with me.

Sure, it was, since I was beginning to have the jitters from Nana b0s0mba.

I was taken to the top floor of the BLIC building where there were executive rooms. The bedroom they gave me was huge, and wonderfully-furnished.

“You would have to be praying too, Mr. Biko,” Light Duke Greyhem told me as he stared at me gravely. “The spiritual attacks are deadly, and unless you manage to find a level of holiness, it would be difficult to combat this. As a result we’ll have to take your phone, and cut you off completely from communications.”
“Thank you,” I said softly. “Does this mean I wouldn’t be seeing that white pot and the envelope again?”
“Believe me, Mr. Biko,” Duke Greyhem said with a confident smile. “You’re in the house of the Lord, and no fetish pots have dominion here. We’re going to revoke that curse forever.”

I was very relieved to hear that, to say the least.

And so I called my secretary and assistants and scheduled things I wanted done for the rest of the week, and gave them Duke Greyhem’s number in case something urgent came up that required my attention.

There was a reading area in the room, which had a desk and a small library. There was a beautiful white phone on the desk, inside a metal case.

To show that he meant business, Duke Greyhem locked the desk phone by flipping the metal cover over the phone and locking it with a small golden padlock. Next he unplugged the cable that connected the phone to the wall outlet.

They showed me a cubicle where my breakfast, lunch and supper would be served, and a small button by the side of the bed I was supposed to press in extreme emergencies, and then they went outside, and locked me inside the room.

They told me my clothes would be returned to me on Sunday morning, and so I had to do with the robes inside the wardrobe.

I wasn’t overly bothered because in actual fact I was a loner, and pretty used to being on my lonesome self. Recently, though, especially since this whole unfortunate incident involving Akos of Wowo and her father, I had come to realize that my life was empty, and that I needed at least someone I could call a friend.