A Story written by Purityval
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She couldn’t believe her eyes as she stared at the screen of her computer as images of Bob and Gerald searching and scattering her father’s study displayed. She’d kept asking herself some unbelievable questions but didn’t want to give the obvious answers.
She was still with her thoughts when the small cell phone he gave her started vibrating. Picking it up with a shaking hand, she pressed on the receiver button placing it on her ears.
“I need you to leave your house now and meet me outside.” His voice came frantically from the other end of the phone.
“Why?” she asked frightened.
“I will explain everything later but you need to get out now.” He repeated.
Tapping a button on her laptop, it ejected the disc. She packed them back into the file rushing out with it. Getting outside the gate, she saw a car parked as he beckoned on her from inside to be fast and enter. She had barely touched the door handle when she saw a car speeding recklessly towards them.
“Damn it,” she heard him curse. “Get in.”
She had barely sat in the car when the coming vehicle slammed them from behind throwing them off balance. All thanks to the seat belt, they would have been found outside the car through the windscreen. Sly recovered in time and turned the ignition sending the car speeding off. “Get down.” He shouted pulling her down just as bullets shattered the rear glass and kept hitting the car till they were out of its range.
He knows that the shooter was definitely going to tail them so he kept the pressure on the accelerator gaining as much distance as he could. He kept looking at the rear view for any sign of the shooter.
When they have gone a safe distance, he parked beside the road and came down hailing a cab.
“Are you ok?” he asked her as they settled in the cab.
She nodded looking at him questionably as to why they were taking another car.
“He will definitely be after us, so we need to ditch the car.” He explained.
“Three days.” He said to the hotel receptionist who tapped at the keyboard before looking up to ask.
“Cash or credit card?”
“Cash.” Sly replied pulling out a wrap of 1000 naira notes from his pocket. He paid for three nights after which the receptionist led them to their room.
“Thank you.” He said collecting the key from the reception after she opened the room.
Claire had been in shock to utter any word through the whole incident. She just clutched tight to the file like her life depended on it.
“Do you need anything?” He asked turning the key in the lock.
“Water… I need water.” She replied.
At one corner of the room was a mini fridge. He walked over and pulled out a cold bottle of water. Taking the seal off, he handed it to her. He watched as she took a long draw from the bottle heaving a big sigh afterwards before handing the water back to him.
Taking it from her, he screwed back the cover and placed it back inside the fridge. He walked over and sat beside her on the bed. He caught her slight reaction as she shifted uneasily.
“I found this in my father’s safe.” She said handing over the file to him.
He collected the file and flipped through it. “What are these for?” he asked tapping the CDs.
“They are from the CCTV recorder at the main house.” She said looking away.
“What’s in it?”
“Bob and Gerald.” She said without furthering.
To Be Continued…