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Chapter Seventy-Seven

"Jeff I'm okay, I don't need to see a doctor, I just want to go home"

"Baby are you sure?" Jeffery kept looking her over, as if he was searching for something that was amiss on her body. He couldn't get himself to take his eyes off her, so he had to ask Michael to drive them with Dele in front so he could sit at the back with Jane.

"I'm sure Jeff, please just take me home"

"Okay fine, we will just over to Michael's place so Amaka and my sisters would know you're safe, they have been worried sick about you'' 

"Oh..... Amaka, how is she? Hope she wasn't badly hurt?"

"No she's fine" Jeffery placed her head on his chest and rubbed on her head. The image of Timothy holding a gun to her head couldn't leave his mind, and it made him to not want her out of his sight.