Perceive

A Small Truth

By the time Adri walked in, we had more or less normalised our respective conditions. She had set up camp on my extendable couch, and was pretending to sleep.
Adri looked puzzled, like he knew he had seen her somewhere, but not sure where. Wow, I mean, Gia was good. She had changed her appearance, naturally, of course, so many times, in so many ways, she was the true fugitive. Adri, after being a surgeon, and an officer in the army couldn't make it out.
The things we did to survive. The things we were forced to do, when cornered. Oh well, that one I knew too well.
"I have seen her? But I can't seem to put my finger on it. She looks a lot like that best friend of yours, don't you think? But that one jumped off, didn't she? What was her name, Gia, I think?"
To which came a snappy," No no, you've never seen her before. She's my sparring partner. She's crashing here because........uh....dry wall in her apartment broke".
"Oh ok, your house.."
" Yeah alright okay..."
While he was in the shower, Gia *woke* up and said," Drywall broke, how much do you like the guy? You can barely lie to him".
I gave her my signature fuck off now look to which she promptly giggled, rolled over and pretended to sleep the night away.
Next morning, when Grizzly, finally let me get up and go, I walked out into the living room, to find Gia missing. But there was atleast a note this time that said,
Dear Sandy,
I love the offer of living with you, frankly that'll be safer for the both of us given our respective situations. But since they're so distracted with you and everything else happening( don't get too curious, it'll kill you) I think it's time for me to make my move. I'm leaving for India under a fake name and ID, as soon as I can I'll send you my contact information. It's not like they won't be looking for me there, but there's a good chance I'll never see any of those shits again. Who knows I might even settle down. With a wife and family. Same sex relationships in a culture like India may be difficult but not unheard of. As long as I stay here, it's going to be getting crazier and crazier and I don't think any amount of praying will change the fact that I am and will always be a lesbian.
I hope to see you someday,
Gigi.
Well she followed one instruction at least. Now I had to worry only about myself and Adri. The first step to solving this would be telling him everything or at least the parts I can stomach speaking about again. I would just have to wait for him to come back home.
In the meanwhile, I needed to go back to the crime scene, and check out for more evidence. Because I knew those assholes too well. The bastards would literally leave evidence lying around, daring the cops to find them. And yet, miraculously, they don't even have their dna on any police database.
On reaching the practice, I found something very suspicious, the shutter was up. That shouldn't have been the case, because, simply put the place was a crime scene, it shouldn't be on. Specially given the new findings, which reminded me, I had to go for my random drug test to prove I wasn't a junkie like the good ol' doc.
But the fact that the shutter was up, clearly meant someone was either in here or had been in here and did a sloppy job covering up. I crept in quietly, only to see some movement behind my favourite wheely chair.
Only one way to see if he/she was armed, I did something very reckless, I switched on all the lights as in every single source of light in the practice. Turns out it was a she, she was armed, and she was the boss's wife, with her gun pointed at me, and a very murderous look in her eyes.
My long time hero wanted to kill me in cold blood. Me being me I did something even more reckless, I dove for the gun in her hands, thankfully she wasn't a pro with the gun, given how easily I was able to overpower the very small yet very fierce woman, she wasn't a pro at physically fighting just tongue lashing.
On taking away the gun I asked," Why do you and everyone I know, suddenly want to kill me? What did I do?"
She refused to answer. As in completely ignored me and looked away.
All she said, and kept saying," They're going to kill you and when they do, slut, I'll have this property back. I worked hard to keep that rich son of a bitch, cheating man whore and what does he go and do, except leaving me in a debt worth millions, gives away our only other source of income to the first baby who agrees to sleep with the old wrinkled bastard".
Shock. That's all I could feel for a while.
When I recovered I found myself wide awake and not in an alternate reality where I had not only infact agreed to sleep with and I quote the fair Lady in front of me," wrinkled old bastard", but also taken away a primary source of income without my knowledge at all.
I didn't say anything, I couldn't, I tied her up with duct tape and called the cops to the practice. With her arrested I at least knew that I wouldn't have the guilt of making a widow homeless. Twisted I know, but she tried to kill me for something, I didn't do, I had to do something to prove my point.
When I went back home, I found Adri sitting there on my couch reading a note.
Shit!
That's Gia's note.
He looked up at me and said," I think, you need to start speaking to me right now, and since we're playing interrogations, can you also tell me what the hell is this pouch doing here, yes, the same one I found under your bed this morning, black with gold trimmings and a capital *c* written on it???"