EPISODE 12
Together we came to Nigeria" she
stopped and blew out more smoke from her mouth.
"Do you smoke?" she asked quietly. "no just continue with the story?" I urged.
"we arrived Nigeria & I still tried my best to stop him from marrying you but no he wouldn't
listen.
So after the wedding when everyone was carried away with excitement. I discreetly told
him to meet me at the garden by 12 am. It was a long wait, but he finally showed up and I got him
distracted while my cousin slits his throat. It was a clean revenge, but the whole plan changed when
we got to the room & saw you deeply asleep. Instead of killing you, we decided to pin the
crime on you by getting your prints on the murder weapon. Unfortunately, your mother-in-law
spoiled everything the next morning by pulling out the knife from her dead son's body. Anyway,
you are still damned. I heard the case is being moved over to my country" she concluded with a
laugh while a cold shiver ran down my spine.
That exact moment, somebody pushed the door leading to the room which I earlier locked,
drawing my attention & equally making me take my eyes off Esther.
With that split opportunity, she pounced on me like a tiger, knocked me down & opened the
room door. A white muscular guy walked in & grinned at me.
"Oh what do we have here?" he asked with a cold smile. I instantly knew he was the murderer. The idiot that murdered my husband.
I picked up my gun and nervously pointed it at the huge white guy who simply scoffed, drew forward & grabbed the gun, slapping me at the same time & sending me down with a ferocious kick on my left leg.
"bitch" he cursed coldly, while Esther placed a hand on his shoulder & laughed.
"I heard noises from my room. I couldn't imagine who you were talking with by this hour, so i
decided to check up on you" he explained while she nodded.
"Yeah, I knew you would come. That was why I slightly raised up my voice when talking to the
idiot" she replied & spat on me. I stared at them like a caged animal, clueless on what next
to do.
The tape, however, was still in my jacket recording everything that was happening, but it equally added to the tension in me. I was scared they were going to search me & discover it.
"so what's she doing here?" he asked Esther who shrugged & eyed me. "the bitch broke out of detention to query me on
how her silly husband died" she answered.
"Now what do we do with her, should we wake everyone in the house & tell them of her presence?" she asked the guy.
"we have to tie her up first before thinking of what to do next. Hold the gun, let me go get a rope" he answered & passed the gun to her.
"don't try anything funny if you still value what's left of your life" he threatened & headed to the
door while I shook with fear.
Fortunately, as he opened the door to leave the room, a big stick landed on his head, sending him
back to the room with a powerful force while he screamed out in pain.
I couldn't believe my eyes as I saw my brother walk into the room like a super hero. I was over
joyed & stunned. But my joy was short lived because Esther instantly drew back with fear,
aimed & fired the only bullet in the gun at my brother.
"Nooo nooo!" I screamed and leaped at her like a hyena.... Of course, the whole plan looked ruined that fateful moment.
I pushed Esther to her bed, grabbed the gun and
rushed to my brother who luckily was still standing.
"Are you hurt?" I asked nervously.
"Thank God she missed, let's get out of here" he answered & held my hand, but instantly, Esther
grabbed me from behind & dragged me back to the bed, delivering few punches on my face.
My brother tried separating us but the muscular white guy closed in on him, throwing out a punch
which my brother dodged. In no time, the room turned into a battle field.
My brother and I desperately struggled to wade them off & run away, while Esther and her guy
did everything possible to hold us back. It really was a violent confrontation. In no time we were
all bleeding. However, the earlier gunshot & noise we made
as we fought soon attracted everyone in the house. In a matter of minutes, the room was filled with surprised white folks, the two Nigerian gate men & two other black male servants.
We were instantly separated & surrounded while Esther smiled with a triumphant look in her eyes.
"They came to murder us in our sleep. Can you imagine?. She even brought a gun" She complained breathlessly, while every other
person in the room gasped with shock. Damian's mother came forward & looked into my eyes.
"How did you get out of jail? why did you kill my son, why are you here? and what did we do to
you?" she asked coldly.
Tears fell from my eyes, I breathed deeply & controlled myself. I had to act cool. It was the first time I was being given a listening ear.
"I never killed Damian, I never killed your son. I doubt if any black woman will kill a man who has good intentions for her. I came here looking for answers.
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