Chapter 50

I had grown up developing a liking for fish because of what my late mother had always told me and my younger sister. She said that if we wanted our skin to glow like the Japanese people, we should ensure that we ate a lot of fish. 

I’d subsequently known that years after her counsel, my sister had never slowed down in her daily consumption of cod liver oil and other fish-related supplements. 

The love of fish aside, the regular rendezvous at the silvery orb, and the countless nightmares had drastically reduced my love for the protein-rich food. Seeing them run after me, kill mariners and crewmen, and hearing someone seeing them in her vision drinking blood made me avoid anything that concerned fish.

 Two days after my meeting with Pastor Alozie, I paid Bam-Bam a visit to her bank and warned her sternly to avoid trying to reach me in any form or for any reason. This was due to the fact that I’d been put under surveillance by one of the goddess’ stooges. She heeded m