THE SILENT KILLER

THE SILENT KILLER

CHAPTER TEN

I can't continue staying in this house. Four days without going clubbing seems like months to me.
I make up my mind and decide to go clubbing in town without caring about anybody. Shawn must have noticed the missing files already but I don't give a damn.
I retouch my make up, throw a head scarf over my head and step out. For once in four days, I can breathe some fresh air. I inhale deeply as I hail a cab to my favourite joint in town.
As I usual, I sit at a strategic place where I can see whoever is getting in. It's not like I am hunting, hell no! I'm just out to have fun, away from my boring house. However, I won't mind if I happen to get someone to lay me tonight.
As I sip on my martini, I can't help but think about the file which was among the documents I stole from Shawn's house. A lot of illegal businesses are happening in this state but no one is taking any action against the law breakers.
What a rotten society!
I'm startled by a tap on my shoulder. I Sprint up on my feet, obviously shocked. I didn't expect to see him!
"Hey beautiful? You can run but you cannot Hide! Especially from me!"
" Are you stalking me Gabby? Whom do you think you are? Leave me alone."
" Even if you paint your face, you apply layer over layer of powder, you change your hairstyle, you hide under a shawl....  I'm always gonna find you!"
My heart is thrudding on my chest, demanding to be let out!
It's obvious this guy is dangerous. I'm sure he even knows where I reside.
I've to play cool to avoid drama.
"Gabriel, I'm not interested in you. Please leave!"
"You don't have to be interested in me woman. I am interested in you and that's what matters. Now, finish up that concoction you call a drink And follow me to the car. We're going to have sweet moments in my house!"
It's more of a command than a request.
I've to look for a way out.
I'm not his puppet to be handled anyhowly.
I continue sipping on my martini, hoping he is just kidding.
A slap accross  my face brings me back to my senses. This man is a nutcase. This is the second time he is slapping me.
I rise up to confront him and as he rises his palm to smack me again, someone growls from behind him...
"If you dare slap her anymore, I'll use your head for soup tonight."
Loh and behold!
He is the most handsome man I have ever seen in my entire life .
Gab stops Midway and lowers his hand. He looks behind him to confront the intruder but his expression changes from anger to shock....
He picks his carkeys from the table and heads out abruptly evidently pissed off.
"Beautiful girl, why was he slapping you? Do you know him? "
I... He..... I'm....."
I couldn't bring myself to speak.
He already had an effect on me.
"Relax girl, relax... It's well. You are safe with me. How about accompyaning me to another joint for a drink!"
I couldn't say no. I had already fallen for him.
I nod sheepishly, unable to say no!
It's like the cat has cut my tongue.
He's so handsome.
He has taken my breathe away.
He leads me outside to his car, a big machine for that matter.
He opens the passenger door for me and asks me to relax. He occupies the driver's seat and jets out of the parking lot....
"Is it obvious???"
I manage to ask.
"Oops! It's like you can talk. I almost thought you are a stammerer!"
He jokes.
His voice is heavenly.
His words are like sweet music into my ears.
"And yes, you were really tensed. Do you know that guy?"
"Gabriel? Yes I know him. We've hooked up twice..."
" Whaaaaat? You mean like making out... fucking?"
He asks, his pupils narrowing.
" Yeah, that's what I do... It's not a big deal?"
"And why would a beautiful lady like you give yourself easily to men? Don't you have morals?"
"This is my life sir And I'm not comfortable talking about it!"
" I'm Don.... Don West.."
What? I almost scream!
The file....
Drugs...
Illegal arms....
What have I got myself into? From frying pan to fire!
"Why do you look shocked? Have you heard that name before?"
"No.... Am just thinking about the similarity between our names... I'm Donna Brown...."
" What a beautiful name for a beautiful lady?
Where do you reside?"
I have to lie. I don't want him following around.
"Around" I lie.
Thank God he doesn't pester me with more questions.
What if he gets to know about the file!
God gracious! I've to dispose it as soon as possible.
Or I should look for Shawn and return it to him.
It then dawns to me.... Don and Gab know each other!
They must be rivals, both dealing with drugs and illegal arms.
I can see Don stealing glances at me.
He entered the parking of a huge club in the outskirts of the town.
He opens the door for me, displaying his gentlemanship skills.
He intertwines his arm into mine and as we walk into the club, he whisphers into my ears....
"You are mine Donna..... Mine today, tomorrow, forever. Nobody will ever hurt you!"
His words are like Melody into my ears. But I dread him. I know he is a dangerous man and he can crush me without blinking.
I have to obey him so that I may be safe.
What was I thinking following him?
Anyway, it is my cross... I must carry it.
All the patrons greet him with respect..
All the waiters too..
He returns the greetings As he leads me to a secluded place. I presume to be the VIP lounge.
A waiter comes and bows infront of him.
"What can I serve you boss?"
"A bottle of scotch and a martini For the lady!"
The waiter leaves and comes back with the ordered drinks..
He bows down once again as he serves us.
When he finally leaves....
"What's a that about? Why does everybody seem to fear you?"
He let's out a hearty laughter...
" It's because I own this place!"
"Whaaaaat?"
I gasp. He must be filthy rich... his name tells it all...... Don!
He can see the fear in me.
"Relax lady, I don't bite. Just relax. Let's know each other better."
Several sips on my drink and I feel relaxed. Before we could talk more, a call comes through his cell phone. He excuses himself to go and pick it.
He comes back accompanied by a huge guy who he introduces to me as one of his security guys.
"Gray here will escort you... O rather drive you home. I have to rush somewhere. Meanwhile, feed your number in my phone." After I write it, he calls to confirm that it's my real number. He gets into his coat pocket and chucks out several notes.
"This is for your company....the bills are taken care of! Take care of yourself."
He then kisses my knuckles and exits the club, whisked between two huge men whom I come to learn later are his security men.
I sip on to my drink as Gray watches me. The waiter wraps the whiskey which Don left and tells me to carry it home.
Who am I to refuse free drinks?
When I finally get tired of having fun, Gray drops me home and he makes sure I am safe.
I don't even care because I somehow like Don.