I pushed Esther to her bed, grabbed the gun and
rushed to my brother who luckily was still
“are you hurt?” i asked nervously.
“thank God she missed, let’s get out of here” he
answered and held my hand, but instantly, Esther
grabbed me from behind and 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 and 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 and 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 and two other black male servants.
We were instantly separated and surrounded
while Esther smiled with a triumphant look in her
“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 and 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 and
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. I had to brave all odds to be here. The
police believes Esther killed my husband. I had
no choice than to try get a confession out of
her” i poured out.
“don’t tell me you are listening to that bitch?”
Esther suddenly shouted. I turned, looked at her
and smiled.
“oh no they won’t listen to me, but will listen to
this” i smiled, pulled out the small recorder
which surprising was still recording, stopped ith
and turned on the tape.
The whole room went dead as everyone listened.

To be continued.

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