Chapter 80 The Evil I Speak

• Wilson dialled Nana's number again the moment he alighted from the cab, he groaned realising it's still switched off just as it has been the 88th times he has tried calling her.
• He heaves a low breathe and took a turn for his house, a stone throw from his house, he saw someone, someone he had vowed not to set his eyes upon until he does what's expected of him standing in his threshold.
• An anger he refused to suppressed prompt him forward and he walked towards his house with different questions bubbling in his head, what is his devil worshipping father doing in front of his door.