Laura
I was at the library when I spotted him come in as usual, I have been watching him for some days now and I watched as he came in to read and then sometimes I watched him as he spoke to himself, not even realising that he was being watched.Sometimes too, I followed him to see where he went after he left the library, l realised that he branched to a part of the park where no one hardly went and I watched him talk to himself or sometimes someone called Sandra whom I couldn't see.
I mean he acted like a lunatic and my boss had told me to get him somewhere lonely and quiet so I could inject him, but for days, I had studied him, and some way some how, I just couldn't bring myself to do what they had asked me to do.
It was when they had threatened to kill me and my entire family that I had a change of mind.
So I did as they wanted, I went to the library as they instructed and attempted to drug him, but luck wasn't on my side because he suddenly turned and saw me, he hit the 💉 syringe from my ✋ hand and suddenly got my hand behind my back, it was so quick I had no time to react before I was pushed into a cab.
I watched on with my fears Heightening every moment as the cab moved, taking us further away from the library and to the other part of town.Suddenly, he stopped in front of a beach 🏡 house, and shoved me out,he then pushed me inside the house after he had paid the cabdriver off.
Next, he bounded my feet and hands, I refused to talk as he asked me why I had wanted to drug him, which rather got on his nerves, after trying effortlessly to get me to talk, he left me bounded to the chair to make a call.I had no idea whom he was calling but I hoped with my whole heart that it wasn't the police.
Bringing the police into this situation will only worsen things,for instance my father could be killed, not to talk of putting my own life at risk.
I sat there in deep thought and heightening fear and silence as I heard him talking on the phone.I released a long sigh as I realized it wasn't the police he phoned.
Soon, he came in and sat there just staring at me, maybe trying to read my mood or trying to figure out who I was and why I tried to do what I did. But I must say, he's handsome.Soon enough, the door to the basement opened and in came an elderly woman whom I was guessing was in her fifties, so probably his mom.
She smiled at me, causing me to panic.
I mean who smiles at a fugitive who tried to drug your son.
She sat down on one of the stools in the basement which was also facing me and told his son to untie me.Both his son and I both looked up surprised.
Finally his son did as she commanded and she and I had a nice conversation, I hate to admit it but suddenly, I couldn't hold back any information from her, I told her everything because at that moment, it felt like I had a mother again, it felt like old times when I would sit beside my mom while we gossiped or told stories of our lives.I told her about school and most of the times my friends, she in turn told me about her work, our family, and her friends.
We did this almost every day before I went to bed and it got us closer and closer, so when his mother told me to feel comfortable as she spoke to me it brought back sad memories ,memories that I had locked away at farthest part of my mind.Sometime into the conversation, I felt tears sliding down my cheeks as she helped me clean it up.
She and I then came to a compromise that, I would help them trace whoever was trying to murder her son and they will in turn help me to foot my father's bills, as well as provide security for me and my Dad.
It wasn't a bad offer, considering the fact that I would have been in the clutches of the police by now, but I wasn't , bless their kind souls.They spared me, and I was going to make sure I helped them in any way and means.
As I left for the hospital that day, all my thought was on how grateful I was.Hello, my 💘 darlings, hope you guys enjoyed this part, I hope to get your comments on anything you would want to know concerning this book, and I would gladly answer.
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