“Are you a witch?” he asked. “Will you slap her if she says yes?” Adaora snapped. She inhaled deeply, put her hands on her hips and walked to the other side of the room. If she didn’t step away she knew she’d do something she’d regret. “Why does this matter so much to you?” Ayodele asked Oke. “Because I can help you.” Father Oke stepped closer. “I’m trained to help you control your evil, to find grace and salvation and goodness.” “See?” Chris insisted. “She doesn’t deny it. I saw her change. She—” “You didn’t come here to ask me about witchcraft,” Ayodele said to Father Oke, ignoring Chris.
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