Over Him ✔

|Chapter Fifteen|

Copyright ©2022_Over Him ✔ written by OluchiHelen
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Evelyn hated that the cops were keeping an eye on her home. She hated that they were always driving past her house as though on patrol whereas they were simply watching out for Ben, just in case he showed up. They simply didn't trust her when she said she hadn't seen or heard from him in weeks.

It was the third day since the news of Ben's escape had flooded the news. Every hour, his picture would flash across the Tv screen and it worried Evelyn so much that she'd turned off the Tv. What if someone recognised him and called the cops on him. It would break her heart.

Today she was tending to the small garden at the back. Cherry was attending classes on campus while she was busy at home. Later she would have to stop by at the cafe to see how the new staffs were coping.

Just as she'd risen to her feet, dusted off her gloved hands and was about watering the little tree she'd just planted, a phone inside the house rang. Identifying it as the house landline, she heads inside to receive the call.

"Hello?"

"Evelyn? Honey?"

Evelyn stills, her heart rate picking up. She knew that voice anywhere.

"Ben? Oh my goodness, where are you?" she asks, fighting back the tears which were slowly welling up in her eyes.

"I'm with a friend, his name's Jack. We're at this ware house close to that old rundown restaurant we used to go to years ago, Papiya's Hut," he replies .

"Where'd you get the phone from? " she asks.

"It's a paid phone I found close to the ware house. I can't be here fo-"

The line went dead, cutting him off. The dead silence ringing in her ear. Pulling the receiver off her ear, she hangs it back up and grabs her car keys. She had to leave quickly if she wasn't planning on running in with the cops. The last thing she needed was them following her to the location.

Quickly getting in, she turns on the engine and zooms off down the street, on the look out for any cop car. The further she got away from the house, the more her heart rate picked up. Whenever a black car turned towards the lane she was on, following her from the back, it would worsen it.

Twenty minutes later and she'd veered off the main streets and into a more abandoned section of town. There were only a few people who lived there around there and the place was run over with robbers and poor people. It wasn't a place Evelyn was comfortable in being in since she'd heard scary stories of the place and even once, gotten robbed there.

Papiya's Hut was just a few blocks down the road and the ware house was another five blocks away. If she was going to get there, it would have to be on foot. Pulling up next to an old run down diner, she gets out and begins to walk the distance, silently praying that the cops wouldn't recognise her.

Once she'd walked past the cop car, she quickens her pace, her eyes trained on the warehouse down the street. She was close and a bigger part of her was ready to race down the road and into the warehouse but she knew that would draw people's attention.

The warehouse truly looked abandoned. The door had been broken off its hinges, a few windows broken off and the paint on the walls were beginning to chip off. Taking one cautious step into the building, she looks around. There wasn't a single sight of Ben anywhere.

"Ben? Baby you here?" she calls out and at first she doesn't see any sign of her husband but just as she's about walking out in defeat, a black man appears, a nasty cut on his arm and Ben follows behind him.