REIGN OVER ME 3 Caesar's Apartment, Lekki, Lagos, Monday, July 11, 2011, 09:43

Caesar hammered away at the keys of his laptop, typing out his story. He worried about the backlash. People would probably not believe his story despite adding pictures of the rubber plugged pipes that he took with his camera phone. People believed what they wanted to believe despite any evidence staring at them in the face. He wasn't pro-gay but that would be the label that would be stamped on his forehead if his story ever saw print. He didn't care. Even if the papers rejected it he would post it online. What a stir it would cause! A reporter accusing a beloved pastor of ma.s.s murder? It was unthinkable!

He remembered that Pastor Kola was to have a press conference at 10am so he switched on the telly, a few minutes later the news channel showed the front of Pastor Kola's mansion which was besieged by the press. He was speaking to them, a huge man in white traditional attire.

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The volume was low so Caesar barely listened to him as he typed his story. The pastor said that 'the Sodomites' got what was coming to them and that other people involved in such evil acts should repent and beg for forgiveness.

The gunshot was barely audible. He looked up startled to find the press conference in disarray. People were running helter-skelter and there were loud screams. He stood up and went closer to the screen. A bold cameraman was focusing on the pastor. He had crumpled on the floor like a paper doll, a huge red stain rapidly spreading on his immaculate white clothes. Caesar's mobile phone rang. In a daze he pulled it from his pocket.

"h.e.l.lo?" he croaked.

"Hi, Caesar!" Chinenye said gaily "Watching the news?"

"Yes… wait… you did this?"

"Yeah! Did I tell you that I'm a crack shot with a rifle?"

"You murdered him!"

"No, I executed him for his crimes. There's a big difference."

"I can't let you get away with this."

"Ha ha. What are you going to do, Caesar? Expose me? I don't care what happens to me. I just lost the love of my life and now only hate fills my heart. The war has only just begun."

The line went dead.

Caesar stared sightlessly at the TV screen. It had happened again. He had just gotten a pastor killed. In a fit of rage he deleted his story.