Lust For Money Chapter 9
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Lizzy couldn’t even wait to end the call with Femi before slúmping to the floor. She landed with her knees to the ground. Then remained kneeling in tears like a student under a sévéré punishment. She was so deep emotionally. As rain of tears pelted down from her eyes.
Meanwhile, Mr. Femi had long ended the call, having observed how carried away amid emotions Lizzy was upon receiving the news.
As a matter of fact, Lizzy was transfixed by the news concerning Phyna. In fact, her emotional state couldn’t not permit her to hold firm of herself. As she rolled on the floor from this edge to another amid tears.
Moments later, the wave of flashbacks took Lizzy on a far journey – her past with Phyna. She remembered how she met Phyna. The boldness Phyna executed that fateful day she came approaching her for help.
‘…Please ma, help me. Please elevate me out of this suffering,’ she paused. ‘Aunty, please, show me the way. I want to be a big girl like you. So I can be able to help my younger ones. My younger ones are roaming about the street aimlessly. I want to take them out of the street. Please take me with you. I promise you, you will never regret it. I will make you proud,’ Phyna went on her knees while pleading with Lizzy. ‘Aunty, please, do not forsake me. Help me. I will do whatever it takes to liberate my family out of the shackles of poverty…,’ these were the tearful words of desperate Phyna. Lizzy remembered them vividly from A to Z.
Lizzy also remembered the day Phyna followed her home. The sweets and sad memories of them: The fights. The tears. The complaints etc. Especially how difficult it was for her before finally convincing Phyna to join them in the hustle. In fact, Phyna was like a very big mountain to climb. A hard nut to crack. But In all, Lizzy was happy she met Phyna. She never for one day regretted recruiting Phyna in her circle. Because the return on investment has been so massive. Not only that, Lizzy had this special connection with Phyna. In fact, Phyna was like that sister Lizzy never had. As her story was the same as hers.
Just then, Lizzy journeyed back to the memory lane of that fateful day Phyna was póîsóñéd. She remembered how she left Phyna at home in good health. She also remembered how Phyna helped her to carry her luggages to the taxi that dropped her at the airport that afternoon. Then the most one she wouldn’t forget so quickly was the beautiful smile she wore to bid her a farewell.
That was not all, Lizzy remembered her encounter at the airport. How she missed her flight. The dream. How Phyna’s spirit came to her in the dream pleading to be saved.
Also, Lizzy never failed to remember how she met Phyna half déád at home. How the door was broken just to have access into her apartment. The rejections in the hospitals. The ágoñîés. Most especially, how Phyna fought for her life amid déád.
Amid these journeys to the pasts, Lizzy çrîéd so bîttérly. As she continued curśîñg the person responsible for the atróçîty.
Meanwhile, Lizzy had sent the rest of the girls out of her house. As she cannot afford harboring them anymore. She sent them packing right from the police station; the moment the police released them from their custody. It was even as a result of people pleds that she allowed them to come pack their belongings. If not, she wanted to set their properties ablaze.
The truth of it still remains that Lizzy has not given up on her mission. But this time around, she was no longer interested in whosoever the perpetrator was. All she now aimed at was to deal with the person śèvèrèly. But she was just waiting for the right time to strike hard at the person.
Moments later, Lizzy returned back to reality, having journeyed so long to the past. Meanwhile, the emotion was still very high. Her cry and tears were now on top speed. To the extent she didn’t know when she resorted to singing. A worship song to the almighty God:
Onye nwe anyi ezitewo
Ndi mmoziya ka ha nonyere anyi
You are the living God o
Eze no one like you
Ekwueme ekwueme
Ekwueme ekwueme
You are the living God o
Eze no one like you
Ekwueme ekwueme
Ekwueme ekwueme
You are the living God o
Eze no one like you
Speaking in tongues
You are the living God o
Eze no one like you
Speaking in tongues
Eze no one like you
You’re my healer you are my keeper
My restorer my life-giver
You are the living God o
Eze no one like you
No one can do me like you do
No one can touch me like you do God eh
You are the living God o
Eze no one like you
You picked me from the miry clay
Set my feet on the rock to stay
You are my promoter you are my defender
You are the living God o
Eze no one like you….
Indeed Lizzy opened the doors of heaven with her melodic voice. She really shaked the earth with her songs that day. As her worship alone caused an èàrthquakè.
Lizzy was so good at igbo language. That if you are not that close to her, you wouldn’t believe she wasn’t an igbo. Actually, she came from Benin. An Esan. One of the major ethnic groups in Edo State, Nigeria.
The journey of education was what took Lizzy to the Eastern part of Nigeria. She had her higher education in one of the prestigious Universities in Owerri, Imo State, Nigeria. Before finally dropping out of school when her mother could no longer afford paying her school fees in the aftermath of her father’s sudden brúisiñg mûrdér.
Not all, Lizzy was a core born-again back then in the higher institution before the wîçkèd world turned against her. She was one of the top choristers in the church. She was so much dedicated to the work of God.
On the śàd note, the church couldn’t help Lizzy in her dark days in Owerri. No one even showed concern from the church, not even the pastor despite the fact they were all aware of what had befallen upon Lizzy; one of the pillars of the church. Lizzy personally crîéd to her pastor and his wife ñákédîñg her prédîçáménts before them. But all they could do was to offer her a prayer. While the pastor’s wife, gave her prayer points and some verses in the bible for her to use in the thirty days’ prayer and fasting assigned to her.
Lizzy did the prayer and fasting for thirty days but nothing was changing at all. Instead, things were getting worse for her. So when it was obvious to her that she has been abandoned even by the church she has given her all to, she left Owerri back to Lagos where her mother was residing with her siblings without even saying goodbye to anyone, not even to the church.
TO Be Continued
