Father sent me an email a couple of days ago detailing his frightening Christmas ordeal. Please help us secure his priory:

| Mon, Jan 12, 9:05 PM (2 days ago)
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Ave Maria.
Thank you so much for your understanding.
I remain grateful to God who always protects us. In fact I was traumatized at about 7:00pm local time on the 24th December 2025. I was in my Priory compound getting things ready for the midnight Mass. I heard a violent bang on the gate of the next compound after ours. It's an abandoned and bushy building. I opened my gate and stepped out asking repeatedly; " Who was there? It's getting dark but I could see the figure of two men standing in front of that gate but, they ignored my questions. I heard a voice coming from inside that compound questioning who's there and at the same time releasing a gunshot. I was about approaching them but the gunshot made me to dash into my compound immediately and padlocked my gate at once. My nearest neighbour is a Police station about a mile away. Shortly these men came knocking on my gate, flashing their touch... I hid somewhere watching, not knowing what to do. Fear gripped me. Could these be kidnappers or the Fulani gunmen?
I started making contacts. My closest neighbour is the Police station but, I have been avoiding them so I didn't have their contact. I reached out to the local vigilante group who arrived in about 40 minutes. By then those men had shifted his somewhere nearby. They re-emerged when they heard noise of my gate as I opened it for the vigilante men.
However, they were a dispatchment from that Police station who was searching for a 16 year old girl who was being held within my vicinity according to their tracker. They requested to search my compound, I took them round, seeing nothing they left after about 40 minutes search. I managed to celebrate the midnight Mass at 10:00pm.
I thought it was all over but, on the Christmas day during the consecration in Mass at down I heard some disturbing conversations at my gate, our Mass is celebrated outside because our Priory chapel is too small. I ignored the conversations in order to concentrate on the Sacrifice I was offering. After the Mass I went outside, a team led by the DPO of that Police station and a man were waiting to see me. After greetings and introductions, the man brought out his phone and played a clip of the tracker that led them to my Priory. It ended saying "you are at the exact spot." It showed our contact address too. I was confused, he apologized and told me that they came with the help of the tracker in search of a kidnapped girl. They came from the major city about 29 kilometers away.
The Police DPO demanded for a thorough search of my Priory. I took them inside every apartment of my Priory. Nothing was found but the tracker was showing still that the victim was here. I was then invited to the Police station to write a statement which I did. By the time I returned I was weak. This was how I enjoyed my Christmas

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The truth of the matter is that our Priory is the only property that is registered properly within the vicinity. There were other houses springing up here and there but no named street address. The tracker picked our Priory as the nearest landmark to where the victim was being held.
This is what we live through my brother. Sorry for the long text I have bothered you with.
Still yours,
Fr Chris.