The Evening Hunter [#3]

16|the Mafia Boss

There was a back door that we used when coming to the stage. The issue here was that I never paid much attention to how we came to the stage. I paid much attention to the dress I wore because it was too short and it gave me anxiety.

All I heard by now was that there was a blackout and some ladies began to scream. Men yelled around as they evacuated people, and as I made careful steps to the left side I chose to take, I knew anything could happen.

Using my walking stick, with my free hand using the wall for support, I walked in the direction. Not like I knew I would be safe, but we were urged to leave.

The fear I had in me wasn't for myself but for Helen and Bensly. They were among the people in the congregation and I feared for them.

I came to a sudden halt when I felt something with my walking stick in front of me. Pushing my hand ahead, I could tell it was an opening. 

I froze for a moment. The cries did not help my situation. Ladies were screaming around. And I knew I needed to leave. Lifting my stick to feel again, a shoe screeching on the floor stopped me. I held my breath and took a step behind. Someone stood by the door.

“Tell me something,” A deep voice that did not hold a sign of a murderer, broke the silence, “Weren’t you taught ways to keep yourself safe?”

Having many answers to his question, I just swallowed and stepped back again. 

“I heard someone got killed and,” he made a step towards me, I moved away again. “the killer could be waiting for you by the door you are trying to escape through.” He said.

“So,” I gladly found my voice. “You are the killer?”

He chuckled under his breath. It did not feel okay to even stand and have a conversation with him. But how was I supposed to run? To what particular direction?

“Let's pretend I was, what would you do now?”

I released an exhale. “Chat you to keep you busy.”

The silence did not feel right, was he checking me out or was he pulling out a knife? “And what sort of safety is that?”

“You wouldn't understand.”

“Try me.” He made another step and funny enough, I did not move, I just leaned against the wall on my back, the grip on my walking stick tightening.

“It would mean that other people are safe and they would be in a safe place before you catch up with them. I would buy time for them.”

He scoffed, somehow controlling it to make it like an impressed chuckle. What if he was the killer?

“Anyway, I'm Kai, when I was being rushed out, I remembered we had a beautiful girl who entertained us and she could be forgotten here. You know, the blackout.”