Who am I?

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Chapter 6


An hour later, I was on the road out of town. I could afford any discreet life I ever wanted. Harry had ensured that. As I drove on, I reminisced.

Harry got me a new identity and even surprised me by marrying me. I became a citizen and no longer an illegal immigrant. To me, I needed nothing else, even though I always knew that you cannot scrub off a leopard’s spot. When the shit hits the fan, I would still have to be referred to as a Mexican.

Things were going on well between Harry and I, except Dave, who was bent on blackmailing me if I do not honour our initial agreement of constant sex after he helped me avoid jail. I tried to make him see reasons why it won’t be possible- for one,

‘I am now married to your best friend, Dave. You should see that.’

But he refused. ‘You’re now a saint or what, b*itch?’ He retorted when I tried to talk to him.

After much pressure, I gave in. I stole some money off Harry and gave to Dave to buy a small cottage in my name, far away from the city. That became our sex haven. I couldn’t risk using my credit card around. And from what I realised, I may not be able to escape Dave for a long time. So, it is only normal that I invest wisely.

Anytime Harry travelled for business, whicj H constantly does, it was always Dave’s turn. Three years after that, Dave wanted it all. He said he could get me a new identity and I could stay unnoticed at the cottage for life. I declined.
Then he upped his blackmailing game and showed me the sex tapes he’s been secretly recording, most of the years. He promised to show it to Harry. I called him bluff, until one day, I got home and met Harry at the ballroom with seven of his friends. They weren’t playing poker as expected. Harry said they’ve been waiting for me. You hardly know when Harry was angry because he smiled every time.

Right on the big screen, my sex life with Dave was unfolded. He wasn’t mad, but he said he could make them all go away, only if I agree have sex with all of his friends. I tried to explain, but that was the beginning of the beating. He tore my passport and promised to send me back to jail, along with Dave, who didn’t file the evidence against me. That was the beginning.

Harry and I still went out together as happy couple, and his friends would never acted like they bleeped me last night. But once we were back at the house, I became the sex slave, until Dave agreed to help me if I agreed to move into the cottage, deep within the woods and become only his. I had no choice.

"I 'm no doing this anymore." I told Harry, one night, hike he and his friends were waiting for me.

"You're kidding, right?" Harry emailed with open arms.

His friends chucked behind him.

"Please, Harry, forgive me." I pleaded. "Please."

"Give me one good reason, why I should?" Harry asked. For once, his a frown and an angry face.

"I am your wife!"

"Oh, no. You're not." Harry smiled. "Did you for once believed that I would marry someone who uses a dead lady's identity?"

I made a confused facial expression.

"Oh, no, dont cry now." Harry mocked. His friends laughed. "How else could I have gotten you the name Kate, with a social security number, if thr owner of the name and the number is still alive?"

"Harry.." I whispered and tried to reach out to him. He avoided my hand and I fell on the floor.
The laughter rang in my had as I began to sob.

"And there was no marriage too. The certificate was a fake. Our marriage was never registered under the law, b*itch!"

I cried as I allowed my clothes to be removed. I was dragged on the floor and each one of them took their turn. Right there, I made up my mind not leave Harry, but also kill him!

I told Dave and he came up with the use of Hydrofluoric acid and how I can make my troubles go away with its right usage.

A week later, Harry disappeared and that was it. Dave took care of the whole barrel of dissolved Harry, but I took just a little out of it as a memento. For two good years after Harry’s disappearance, I was a sex slave to Jose, Harry’s lawyer who promised to ensure that I have a part in Harry’s fortune. Dave asked me to play on until the cash landed.

Jose, on the other hand, stalled his influence for two years before he agreed to help. He helped forged the document that made me signatory to Harry’s account. The total cash was thirty eight million dollars. The bank manager, also Harry’s friend, took a share of ten million. Jose said he had to settle some officials who looked the other way with five million and I was left with twenty three million dollars.

I got home with twenty three million dollars, neatly packed in a big suitcase. But, it was a surprise when Jose phoned to tell me he would be collecting a total of twenty one million, while I should get ready to flee the city with the two million dollars that would be left. I was taken aback by his grediness, but I had no choice. I was satisfied with that. I couldn’t have made five hundred thousand bucks in three years if I had to stick to my old life of crime and embrace prostitution. If I have to live at the cottage- two million dollars is more than enough.

All these while, Dave was privy to everything. I packed my things and was ready for Jose to come, so that I could leave. They had so much on me that I know I couldn’t have ran. They would have turned every tide against me. I called Dave and informed him of the development with Jose and he was very mad.

‘Where is he, now?’ Dave had asked.

‘Who? Jose?’

‘Yes, Jose, you stupid Bleep!’ He shouted. ‘How on earth would agree to that kind of a deal?’

I was always scared of Dave. He always had this intimidating evil plans revolving around his round bald head. He always wore a frown and growls for a talk. Whenever he slaps me, his big fat hand takes all the space on my face such that a slap at a side is a slap in all.

‘I am sorry, I don’t know what to do.’ I shrieked. I know he would certainly beat and kick me as usual as soon as he set his eyes on me.

‘Where the Bleep is he? That’s what I asked?’ He growled.

‘He said he is at the Bank and would be coming to my place in….'

He hung up. The dial tone flooded my brain and i started to cry. For a moment, I hoped I could run away with the whole money, but I was sure I wouldn’t have been able to escape it. Dave would have used the police resources at his disposal to hunt me down! For a moment, I thought about how to pacify Dave. I decided to Kill Jose myself, whenever he shows up. Dave could take care of the body.

But then I thought about it, if Dave had to be the one to help me out again, I would be worse than a slave to him. And I didn’t want to kill Jose without the ability to dispose of the body completely. I thought of the Hydrofluoric acid again but I was quick to discard the thought. The little of Harry left with me couldn’t have done the job and I was scared of showing my face in a chemical shop, buying lots of the stuff. Dave had used his influence to buy it, when I needed it for Harry.

Then another thought struck me; I should make a deal with Jose. I picked up my phone and dialled several times but he wasn’t picking up. I was ready to give him million dollars, if he would help me evade the check point and slip into Mexico with the remaining one million, which I am sure is more than enough for me.

I called Jose and he agreed. I was elated. That would better. I could escape Dave and this haunted life of mine.

Hours later, I couldn’t wait anymore, I became scared and uneasy. More scared of Dave than Jose. I went inside and took my gun. Dave gave it to me after Harry’s death; he said it wasn’t registered. I sat on the sofa and waited for Jose to arrive. I am sure I could handle Jose if he tried to be smart. With his small framed body, an ugly face and a voice like a chicken, I could do him in with a blow. He is just a rich idiot, like Harry. Always using their influence to intimidate others.

My phone rang and Jose said he just left the bank, he's on his way. I was glad. I waited. My phone rang again and Dave said he'll be around soon. My heart skipped many beats. I would wish that Jose be here on time. In order not to waste time when Jose arrived, I took one and a half million dollars from the money and when to hide it inside the cistern in the upper room. It took just one cistern to comfortably hide the hundred dollar bills of 1.5million. I disconnect the water supply. I was sure Jose would count the money to confirm it was less than five hundred thousand.

I called Jose, over and over, but he didnt pick my call. I knew there was trouble. He may be planing against me. I held on to my gun and moved towards the living room.

As I went back to the living room, a car pulled into the lawn very fast and stopped with a swampy screech. It threw grasses and soil into the air like a confetti as it swerved sideways to stop. I knew it was Jose, and it didn’t look good. I had to save myself now, I told myself as I ducked by the curtain, pointed the gun towards the doorway. I was prepared to shoot anything that came in through that door.

I aimed at the door way and prepared myself for him. But instead of Jose, Dave came in with his bulky body and a frown. My hand began to shake. For once, I saw it as an opportunity to shoot him. I wasn’t sure I could have shot him if I had to face him directly. I aimed and squinted as he looked around the exclusive sitting area, oblivious of the danger around him. I aimed at his back and was ready. Slowly, determined, my hand moved as I squeezed the trigger, ready to pull...

End of 6

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Chapter 7

Dave shouted my name as he came in..

‘Kate!’ Kate!'

I took back the aim and began to shake.
‘Kate!’

‘Dave… Thank God you’re here.’ I mumbled and came out behind the curtains. I hated myself immediately. I could have shot him. I cursed at myself.

‘What are you trying to do?’ He bellowed softly. ‘Shoot me?’

‘Dave, please, I don’t know. He said he would be here an hour ago.’ I explained in fear. ‘I was just about to call him. He didn’t pick my call, I swear!’

‘You were trying to call him with a gun?’

‘A gun?’ I asked like an idiot and realised I was actually still holding the gun in my hand, when I should have dropped it behind the curtain. I dropped the gun immediately in fear. I hated myself for being gutless. ‘No, no, I was calling Jose and he didn’t pick up and I saw that car ran into the driveway and I thought Jose was here to… to… kill me and I…’

‘Try it again.’ Dave said with a smile that confused me.

‘What?’ I asked, panting and out of breath from both my racing heart out of fear and talking too fast while explaining myself.

‘Call Jose again.’

‘Okay.’ I said, jittery, and redialled Jose’s number.
The phone rang in Dave’s hand.

‘What happened?’ I asked, scared.

‘That’s because Jose is dead!’

‘What?’

‘Yeah. He had an accident. His car flew off the cliff and he died instantly. Do you understand? Accidents happen, right?’ Dave said, with a sober face, in clear mockery.

‘Okay. Yes, yes, it does.’ I said. Very excited. I am now a proud owner of twenty million dollars! I screamed within myself. Crying and smiling at the same time.

‘Now, go pack your bags and let’s leave now.’ Dave ordered. ‘Finally, I have you to myself. You’re gonna love the cottage. That’s where you’re gonna stay for life!’ He smacked his lips.

I ran inside and dragged two suitcases with me- one with my clothes and the other with my money.

‘What are you doing? Is that your car keys?’
I nodded.

‘And which one the suitcases contained the money?’ He asked.

‘The brown one.’ I answered in a shaky voice. I almost convinced myself that Dave was gonna kill me and take the money before himself.

But, he didn’t.

‘Now, drop the fucking car keys and drop the suitcase with your clothes. I will definitely get you a new one. I can afford anything you wanted now, right?’ Dave asked and I nodded.

As he drove down the lonely part to the cottage, his statement rang in my ears again, ‘I can afford anything you wanted now, right?’ I looked at him, all smiles behind the wheel. And I knew, from that moment, that I had to kill Dave, if I ever want to keep my money- all of it!

I thought about several ways I could do this- Kill Dave, but no idea that came into my head proved to be easy enough. How do I even kill him with poison if I am trapped in the cottage, unable to go out? The dream of me owing a nice salon in Mexico faded from my eyes as we approached the cottage.

‘Take out the suitcase, fucck face.’ Dave howled and pulled the handbrake.

‘I was thinking Dave,’ I summoned some courage, ‘the money is twenty three million, why don’t you just give me just… just one million and…’

‘And let you get arrested by the police and snitch on me? Not a chance. Get the bag. You should be glad I didn’t kill you to cover my secret.’

His voice killed my hope- I would be his sex slave for ever until he got tired of me and maybe kill me.

‘Please, Dave.’ I pleaded but that wasn’t pleasant.
Like a flash, Dave’s hand caught me in the face and I crashed against the car window. The glass shatterr and exploded in many shards.

‘Get out of the fucking car and get the suitcase!’
I groaned and pushed myself out. The trunk was already opened.

Dave came as I was still trying to get the suitcase out with one hand, while the other held the blackened eye. My head was ringing like it got a call from hell. Well, it did, because Dave, the devil, wasn’t so pleased with my sluggishness.

‘Seriously, you are trying to stall me?’ He shouted.

‘Stall you? No, Dave, I just couldn’t seemed to get it out.’ I cried.

‘Yeah, that was because you were using just a hand…’

He gave me a blow at the back of my head and face hit the opened trunk with a full force. The trunk sent my head backwards to Dave who landed another slap to my face that got me flying to the ground. I wailed- not for the beating, but for the beast I would be stuck with. Right there, I knew I must find a way to escape the Devil. Even my crying didn’t stop Dave from kicking me hard.

‘You…ungrateful…idiot!’ Dave screamed and kicked me at every word.

‘You…were…okay…fuccking…all those rich pricks.
Then he started stumping me in my chest and stomach. ‘But now, you…wanna…run…when…it…comes…to…my…turn? Uhn? Uhn?’

He kicked me until I lost my voice to cry. I coughed out blood. Then he spat on me and dragged me by my hair, towards the cottage. I couldn’t fight it- I was almost dead and weak. The sun in my eyes, as he dragged me on, got dimmer…. and dimmer…. and dimmer… blurry… then darkness- I passed out.

End of 7

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Chapter 8


I watched the city diminish into the horizon from my front mirror. My hands shaking now, so I parked my car at a small parking lot belonging to a small eatery. I killed the engine and stared at the shaking hands and I bit my lower lips in shame. Even in his total absence, Dave still scares me. He was a wicked son of a bitch and never hid that from anyone.

‘Ma’am, you gotta pack down there?’ The eatery’s security guard interrupted my thoughts.

‘What?’

‘You cannot pack here, it belongs to the management,’ he pointed at the sign that was boldly written there, MANAGEMENT ONLY, ‘you have to park over there.’

‘Where?’ I asked again.

‘Follow me ma’am.’

He directed me to where to park and I docked safely.

‘Thank you.’ I said as I locked the door and check the car boot to ensure it was locked.

I proceeded to the eatery and ordered some scrambled eggs and a coke. I never took my eyes away from my car. I ate slowly and took my time. I would love to enter my new city unannounced, undetected and enveloped in darkness. I loved it that way. Before the police found Henry's body, I should have been long gone.

Six o’ clock, I made to continue my journey. Paid for the meal and tipped the security. As I moved towards the driver’s door with the key, ready to be inserted in the keyhole, a warm hand touched my arm,

‘Excuse me ma’am.’ The Baritone voice followed.

I swung around very fast and within seconds, I had wielded the car key in his throat as a defence.

‘Wow…Wow…’ he managed a smile, ‘let’s not do that, okay?’ He said as he raised both arms in surrender.

I sighed. ‘I am sorry. But you should stop sneaking on people like that.’

‘I… em… I don’t know about that. I didn’t sneak on you. I only touched you to get your attention.’

I looked at his throat as he talked. The adam’s apple going up and down. He was handsome and tall. A black male. He dressed very good too. And he innocent bulge against his trouser's zippers says a lot. I could Allo him have some, if he behaved. I was already hungry for a good and unattached sex.

‘Well, stop touching people anyhow.’

I turned around and opened my car door. I slid in and slammed the door shut. He leaned towards the window and wondered if I could give him a ride.

‘No!’ I replied without looking at him and started the engine.

‘Common Ma, don’t be a jerk!’ He joked with a very attractive smile.

‘I am a jerk.’ I replied and depressed the handbrake. ‘Will you excuse me?’ I said as I shifted the gear to reverse.

He followed the car as I reversed and kept pleading. Brooding all over. He looked cute. I must admit that.

‘Please.’ He said, and like I was waiting for that, I slammed the brakes. ‘I will do anything for you- anything at all.’ He added with his charming smile.

I blushed. ‘You live in this city?’ I asked.

‘Em.. no.’ He said, looking at the sky. ‘I actually hoped to start a life in the city. Got no money on me but I am sure I will get a job.’ He smiled.

For a moment, I noticed his dimple and well curled hair. He was adorable and I liked him immediately. He is the type of guy I wouldn’t mind to start a life with.

‘Well, I am going into the city but I would love to go to Mexico.’

‘Mexico?’ His fate lit up. That’s cool. ‘Em… can I come in?’

‘Oh… I’m sorry. Let’s go.’ I removed my bag from the seat beside me and threw it at the back seat.

‘Thank you.’ He said as he sank his butt. I could get lost in his smile.

Fredrick was a real chatter. For the first time in my life, I felt beautiful and safe. I wanted him to touch me, but he didn’t, so, I was touching him playfully in all places i could. I wanted him. Handsome and well mannered. He was a very jovial fellow, full of life. I almost wanted to tell him that I had twenty million dollars in my car trunk and I wanted him to stay with me and we could enjoy it together!

‘You know, beautiful,’ he said after a long talk, ‘I told you my name, but you didn’t tell me yours. That’s not fair.’ He winked jokingly and smiled broadly.

My heart pounded loudly and it seemed it would come out of my mouth. I began to shake and sigh loudly. The car veered as I lost control and I quickly slammed the break. Fredrick had already grabbed the dashboard and gone pale.

I apologized and he said, ‘it’s okay’.

‘Cindy, my name is Cindy.’ I said, forgetting that I just adopted the name, Lucy, before leaving the hotel, where Henry was done in. This is not the first time, the name I bore in every city is whatever name comes to my head. So, now, I am Cindy.

‘Okay.’ He replied with fear in his eyes. ‘Cindy, did you drink anything alcoholic back there?’

I shook my head. He sighed, was relieved.

'Good. Now, Cindy, I really wanna get to wherever I am going in a piece. Can you please ensure that and ...em.. you know, drive safely?'

'I...err...I am sorry. I...'

'It's okay Cindy, okay? I get it. Sometimes. We all got caught in some crazy thoughts around our head,' he circled the air around his head, 'but, we really need to be safe.' He smiled.

I nodded without looking at him, started the engine and we continued out journey.

End of 8

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Chapter 9
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A week later, I was able to get up from the bed and recover from the beating Dave gave me. I realised that within the week that I was on the sickbed, Dave had made it very impossible for me to escape. I couldn’t even leave the cottage, talk less of escaping. Just at the right side of the wood is a new caravan. Dave paid to have in wheeled there as the security house. Unlike before, security light had been installed and the perimeters of the cottage, cleared of trees and made so wide that even a rodent would be spotted under the flood light.

The caravan had two armed guys living in it- on Dave’s payroll- my money. Laser alarms installed and effective. I couldn’t leave the cottage without triggering the alarm which in turn switched on the flood light. To get a batter picture, just imagine the cottage as a doghouse, placed in the middle of a football field, surrounded by flood lights within the perimeters. A car has exactly three minutes to escape from the open field into the woods after triggering the alarm. This made it an impossible task for me to run. The order was, ‘shoot her dead if she dare!’

For six months, I was a slave to Dave and his sexual cruelty. Every Sunday and Thursday, he brings in fresh groceries and sleeps over. And under compulsion, he would drug me and had sex with me as many times as I could lost count. By the time I woke up the next day, he would have left. I always woke up with an ache between my legs, naked and with a deadly hangover. All I ever did was sleep, watch TV and eat. I couldn’t open the door of the cottage without triggering the alarm.

Dave kept the money in a safe inside the room. He was sure I couldn’t open or steal it. Not for once did I ever set my eyes on the security guards, but I am aware that they are battle ready if I tried to leave. Dave paid them well- ironically, with my fucckin money. He would send me out of the room whenever he wanted to take some money from the safe, so that I don’t get a glimpse of the combination. He would laugh at my face. I once begged him to keep the whole money and let me go, but I ended up with a black eye and a broken tooth.

But one day, after I had picked up my pieces up from the floor that Dave left me before leaving, I thought about an escape plan. I told myself it shouldn’t be abrupt, it may take weeks, but I must plan this. Dave came on Thursday and left on Friday. I had till Sunday to do something. The next day, I located the electrical switch and switched it off. Around 8 pm, there was a sound of a car pulling over and a knock on my door. I already left the door opened- I knew the security details would show up when they see the house in total darkness.

‘Come in.’ I said.

He came in with a torch in his hand and a gun in the other. He beamed the torch everywhere, asking where I was until he located me in the room. I faced the window, turned my back against the main entrance- I was naked to the butt! No man ever resisted my natural features. He was dumb-folded and started to stammer. I turned slowly, under the beam of his torch and faced with every details I got. Except for the bruises and cuts, I was flawless.

‘I’m sorry.’ He said after starring for a while and switched off the torch.

‘I was in the bathroom when you came knocking.’ I said. ‘Don’t worry, switch it on.’

‘Wha… what... What?’ He stammered. ‘The electricity?’

‘No, your touch.’ I said softly. ‘It’s so dark in here.’

‘Are you sure about that?’ He asked and switched it back on.

Unknown to him, I was already close to him. He staggered back and told me I cannot do that. He asked me if I knew where the switch is, I said I do. But, I took him to where the safe is.

‘This is not a switch Ma’am.’ He said.

Still naked, I put my hand on his cheek and kissed him lightly, pressing my boobs hard against him. He was shaking and helpless. ‘No,’ I whispered, ‘this is a safe that contains more than twenty million dollars to be spilt in halves, each for just you and me.’

‘What? Twenty what?’

‘You heard me. But, that is if you wanted it.’ I moved away from him and walked to the bed.

He was clearly enjoying the view as he followed me with the touch. His walking talkie came alive and his colleague asked what was taking him so long.

‘Hey James, what’s taking you so long in there?’

‘I’m on it, Mike.’ He lied and looked at me.

I nodded slowly at him. I knew he’s already caught the flu- my flu.

‘You said…’

‘You heard me. Would you like me to talk to your colleague? It appeared you are not interested and too scared to…’

‘Don’t say that!’ He shouted. ‘Nothing scares me.’ He came close and whispered, ‘How do you know that its twenty million dollars or more in there.’

‘Because it’s my money! Dave, or whatever who hired you said his name is, kidnapped me with my cash and locked me up in here! He doesn’t want me to escape. Does it look like I am free in here?’

‘He said his name is Bryan.’

‘His name is Dave. And he is a detective. He locked me here because he doesn’t want me to …’

‘Spare me the details, okay?’ He was frank.

I nodded.

‘It would take some time for me to plan this. But, let’s say I did plan this, are you sure there is money in there?’

‘I am sure. It is my money.’

‘Right now, I don’t care who owns the money, I just wanted ten fuccking million dollars.’ He came hard.

I loved it. ‘That’s the spirit and that’s the deal.’ I smiled.

Then he came up with a plan. I must switch the light off every day unless when Dave is around. Because whenever Dave is around, his colleague is always off duty. Though, James said that it was an unofficial agreement that has been going on for months between himself and Mike, the two security details. Mike would sneak out every evening before Dave showed up and come back the next morning after Dave was gone. Whatever Mike was up to, James didn’t want to know. He’s more concerned about the two hundred dollars he gets everyday he does that.

‘When that happens every night, I would always come in here to help you switch it back on and we could tell Mike that the switch is faulty.’

‘Sounds like a nice plan.’ I replied. ‘But do you need to come here almost every day to open the safe? If Dave found out that there is a dent on that safe, we are all dead. I assure you that much.’

James scoffed. ‘I am not coming here to open the safe Ma’am. You should understand why I have to be here.’ He shrugged. ‘You are a beautiful lady.’

‘So,’ I bit my lower lips and walked away, ‘You just want to come here and have sex with me?’

‘For a while, yes. I must be here every time the light goes off, until I was able to convince Mike that Dave wants us to bring in an electrician to repair the switch. And when I am here, I just can’t sit down and count the ceilings.’ He grinned.

‘I see.’ I pulled the bed cover and covered my shame. It appeared I have just succeeded in putting myself in another sexual fix. ‘So, what happened if Mike disagreed?’

‘He won’t. I just had to take it slowly.’

His walkie talkie came alive again.

‘I am already done, Mike. A minute.’

He looked at me and nodded towards the doorway. I understood him and took him to where the switch was. He switched it on. He looked at me lustfully and I looked away, in shame.

‘See you tomorrow.’ He said and started walking towards the door.

‘James.’ I called him as he made to open. ‘How long is this going to take?’

‘Just make sure you switch off the light and I would show up every evening. Fifteen minutes tops, we should be done.’

‘I’m not talking about the sex, James.’ I tried to conceal my anger. ‘I mean, till you convinced Mike.’

‘Like I said, I am going to have to take my time. I can’t rush this.’ He whispered and pretended he was telling the truth. ‘But be rest assured, whenever the guy comes, your trouble is over. He will open the safe within minutes.’

I nodded and he opened the door and slammed it shut. I was about to burst into tears when he opened the door again, ‘Don’t forget,’ he whispered, ‘the switch, every night.’

I nodded and bit my lower lips to fight back the tears. It seems it seemed it would never end- the sexual slavery. I watched him entered his car and drove off. I broke down in tears!

End of 9

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Chapter 10
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Fredrick took the wheels after the constant glitches of my gory past kept on flooding my eyes with tears, causing me to veer off the road two more times. Fredrick spoke softly and it didn’t took long before I confided in him. We made many stops along the highway and made love in the car, on its trunk, twice as much we stopped.

He didn’t flinch or appeared to be surprised when I told him about the millions in the truck. He only smiled and made me understand that he’s handled more than that until he had to flee for his life.

I was asleep by the time we arrived at a highway motel. I woke up the next morning in fear. I was naked. The realization of being duped dawned on me when I found myself, alone in the bed. I knew it was a mistake to have told him about the money- now, he has absconded with it, I thought to myself.


I clamped my head in my hands and the coldness of my scalp against my hands reminded me of my wig. I quickly scanned the room, left and right and I found it, carefully hanged on the coat hanger. My clothes too. I just hoped he paid for the room before he left, lest I be harassed by the receptionist. I didn’t want to cry- my body ached and I was very weak. My mind went back to the cash I stashed inside the cistern at Henry’s house, but I was sure I would be caught, if I made such a move.

Slowly, I dragged myself from the bed. No sooner had my feet touched the ground, I slumped on the polished floor. The realisation of being an idiot made me cry. Now, I had to look for a way to escape into Mexico and start a life in penury.

‘My bag, my bag.’ I mustered the strength to talk.

At the thought of ‘penury’, I realised that I had some fifteen thousand dollars that I put in my handbag, to cater for my spending while I move, so I won’t be opening the suitcase. Strength came to me, suddenly, and I ran around the room, looking for my bag.

‘Thank God!’ I whispered as I found it, tucked right inside the wardrobe.

I opened it immediately and there was my gun, my Jewries, my hydrofluoric jar, my phone (switched off), three hundred dollars and…

‘My car key!’ I screamed as I pulled that out.

The fifteen thousand, careful wrapped in a brown envelope, was gone. But a quick calculation of my Jewries could fetch me at least, seven thousand dollars, if punked. I wrapped myself in the bathroom robe and ran downstairs to where my car was parked. I disarmed the car alarm as I approached it and opened the trunk with the car key. My heart beat very fast as I approached the opened trunk. I was sure I wouldn’t find it there- Fredrick would have stolen it, but I proceeded anyways. I moved slowly but steadily until I realised that I was fooling myself- the trunk was empty.

I kicked the car tyre in anger and went back upstairs. Wearing a frown of anger and rage, with a broken toenail and a throbbing toe, I started to pack my bags. When I was done, I grabbed my car keys and made to exit the room. As I held on to the door latch, I took one last glance around the room. My eyes caught my reflection from the window glass. I released the latch and moved towards it to have a proper look at my sorry self. I took my time to cry.

'Cindy, you are a fool.' I told myself. 'Lucy was more committed and wouldn't have been such an idiot!'

I braced up myself and left the room. As I approached the reception, I was prepared to be confronted.

‘Ma’am.’ The receptionist said as I approached her.

‘I know.’ I quickly said. ‘How much is your money?’

‘Two hundred dollars, Ma’am. The guy said you would pay.’

‘That’s what I intended to do.’ I managed a smile and counted the money and paid without a tip.

‘Thank you Ma’am.’ He smiled. ‘Do come next time.’

‘Oh… I will.’ I lied.

I was eager to leave, so I walked faster. I got to my car and started the engine. As I shifted the gear, there was a knock on my window. I couldn’t believe who was smiling so broadly at through the glass. I rolled down the window.

‘Going without me?’ Fredrick beamed.

My heart leaped. I was frozen. Some minutes ago, I felt I would shoot him on sight, but now, I wasn’t sure.

‘I go get us some breakfast.’ He raised the paper bag to my face. ‘Some groceries for us.’ He smiled.

I was still silent, thinking this was a dream.

‘And hey,’ he took out the brown envelop that contains my fifteen thousand dollars from his back pocket and showed it to me, ‘I took this along. You were dead asleep and I didn’t want those thieving hotel attendants sneak in and steal your money. I left so!e three humdreds dollars in case i was late and you needed to order something while I was gone- did you see it?’

I just froze there like a statue, didn't know what to say. My hands on the gear stick, my eyes stuck on him.

'Cindy, what happened?'

‘Fredrick…’ I muttered, close to tears.

‘What? You coming or what?’ He smiled and started going back to the hotel.

I killed the engine and quickly followed him. I wiped my tears and was ashamed of myself. Then I remembered my suitcase- he must have it too.

I entered the room just when he was unpacking the food.

‘Fredrick, you could have woken me.’

‘No, I couldn’t. I just wanted you to sleep. You were so tired.’

I went to him and held him with all the love within me. ‘Thank you.’ I said.

‘You were gonna travel without your money?’ He smiled and turned to face me.

‘My money? Oh…I thought it was in my trunk.’ I lied.

‘Seriously?’ He said, softly.

He pushed me away, gently and moved over to the bedside. He raised the bed cover and crawled underneath, only to pull out my suitcase. I felt like a fool.

‘I know what you thought I did, but I am not like that, okay?’

‘Fredrick, I…’

‘Don’t worry about it, Cindy, I would have done the same.’ He stopped me before I explained nothing. ‘You want to count the money?’ He smiled.

I was weak. I started to cry. Fredrick came to me, held me close and assured me that everything would be fine. I had no hair, so, he was content with running his hands through my scalp!

End of 10

Pls, leave some comments ooooooooo.....

I ain't talking to spdazzy she's been the real deal for me.

Thanks ma'am

Bro u're killing it... But update more constant

oludare007:
Pls, leave some comments ooooooooo.....

I ain't talking to spdazzy she's been the real deal for me.

Thanks ma'am

Aww thanks but let me drop this comment:

I was scared she lost her money. Hmmmmmm, but I don't understand how this Fredrick came into the picture.

Nice one

I love the Fredrick guy, he's just a true reflection of me buh am not good though

fresho4real:
I love the Fredrick guy, he's just a true reflection of me buh am not good though

lol, guy, stay tuned. But since u said u ain't good, maybe u are really Frederick let's see what happens this week. Thanks for the comment..

SPDAZZY:


Aww thanks but let me drop this comment:

I was scared she lost her money. Hmmmmmm, but I don't understand how this Fredrick came into the picture.

Immatex:

dnt tell me u missed chapter 8

alexblazzzer18:
Bro u're killing it... But update more constant

I understand bro, but the truth is, unlike other stories, I haven't finished this one, and time is not my friend- being so busy with site works.

Thanks anyways...you are highly appreciated

OK, I get it now, the time distance of the updates made me forget.

oludare007:
I understand bro, but the truth is, unlike other stories, I haven't finished this one, and time is not my friend- being so busy with site works.

Thanks anyways...you are highly appreciated

Trust me Bro, i understand

This is interesting.. Thanks oludare007 for the mention, tho I've been too busy to follow. I think this Frederick guy is just bidding his time, but let's watch and see.