It was around 6pm the call had come in.
"Let's go to the police station immediately." I said to Pastor James after ending the call.
"Why?" He asked.
"Ken." I swallowed hard. The joy was too much for me to conceal.
"Isn't that the guy that died? What about him?" Pastor James asked.
I shook my head vigorously. "He isn't.... He isn't dead."
Pastor James was visibly shocked. "What?"
"He's alive. He's not dead." I said louder and hugged Pastor James tightly.
"Ken is alive and Amsey will be set free." I said as the tears of joy flowed in their numbers.
"How's that even possible?" Pastor James asked, obviously surprised.
I stopped hugging him. "I don't know yet. The person who called was a police officer who only told me he had received a call from the hospital in which Ken had been tak
