Death of Osinachi: the police await the autopsy report | The Guardian Nigeria News

Yesterday, homicide detectives from the Federal Capital Territory Police Command (FCT) said they were awaiting the autopsy report of the late Osinachi Nwachukwu.

FCT police spokeswoman Josephine Adeh, who made the disclosure to the Guardian over the phone, noted there was nothing they could do until the autopsy report was out.

According to Adeh, “we are waiting for the autopsy report. The autopsy was performed. It is when the report is published that we can make any disclosure.

The late Nigerian gospel singer Osinachi Nwachukwu’s husband was in police custody days after his death in Abuja hospital.

Nwachukwu, lead singer of Dunamis International Gospel Centre, Abuja, rose to fame in 2017 with “Ekwueme”, a song she composed with Prospa Ochimana.

Peter Nwachukwu was arrested after his family officially filed a voluntary homicide complaint against him.

The late singer’s older sister, Mrs. Favor Made, claimed in an interview with reporters that Osinachi was punched in the chest by her husband.

Ms Made said in the interview that her family tried unsuccessfully to get her to give up the marriage because of the domestic abuse.

“When the man kicked her in the chest she fell down and he took her to the hospital but he didn’t even tell us.

“It was her friend who lives in Ebonyi State who called her twin sister, because Osinachi has a twin sister, to ask her, ‘did your sister tell you Peter had it? hit in the chest?” The sister then said no.

“It was the blow to the chest that killed her. My brother had to ask the doctor what killed her and the doctor said there were pools of blood on her chest,” he said. she declared.

A few gospel singers who worked with Osinachi also accused her husband of domestic abuse.

“Once in a studio, this man slapped her just because she wanted to record the song in Igbo against her will. She doesn’t do anything on her own,” a gospel by Frank Edwards said on Instagram Live.

“She was saying, please pray to my husband. She was at his mercy. I didn’t know the intensity of what she was going through; I didn’t know how anyone could be jealous of the woman he claimed to love.

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