THE SILENT KILLER

THE SILENT KILLER

CHAPTER TWELVE

"Don..."
I exclaimed.
"What are you doing here? Did you sent them to kidnapp me?"
I ask curiously.
He is now in front of me, seated on the couch just opposite me.
"Donna, I'm not here to hurt you. If I had any intention to, I would have done that long time ago.."
I let out a heavy sigh, a sigh of relieve.
" Why am I here then?"
"You will get to know later... "
" Drake.. "
He is addressing one of the three guys.
" I thought I gave you money to buy decent meal for this lady. Why is she taking water and bread?"
He growls rather angrily.
Nobody dares talk back. They all bow down in fear.
"Before I count up to to ten, I want to see this lady eating grilled chicken and sphagetti. One..... Two.... "
Everybody runs out.
Don stops counting and draws towards me. He looks at me straight in the eye and blurts out...
"Where is the file Donna?"
His words echo in my ears.
He emphasises the word file such that the reality starts sinking.
"Which file?"
I ask, rather humbly.
"Unless you have acquired some selective amnesia Donna, you know perfectly well what I am talking about! "
He is obviously looking his patience.
" I..... I..... "
Stop stammering woman! I need the file now! "
He holds my hands, squeezing them like his life depends on it.
" Please Don, you are hurting me.."
I squirm in pain.
" Tell me what I want to know and you will leave here unhurt... "
Just then, Drake and his crew come back, with a hotpot full of food. I can't eat because I'm already full and again, Don's threats are scaring the hell out of me.
The food is placed on the table and Don dismisses the guys.
"Wait for me in the car.."
He commands.
The silence which ensues next.... I only pray for the Earth to open up and swallow me.
His eyes become red by every passing minute.
He is trying so hard to control his rage.
"Donna Brown.."
He barks.
I just nod, expecting a blow or something.

"I'm going to ask you this for the last time.. and  this will determine your fate.. where is the file containing my name?"
" Don't play dump with me. Gabriel and his guys think I sent you to his parents house to steal it. Donna, that file contains a lot of information about my businesses and Gabriel has been blackmailing me for long. Let me have it and I assure you, you will be protected from Gab because he is after your head. They already searched your house and the file couldn't be seen! Just be sincere with me and you will be free and safe. By the way, what were you doing in his parents' house?"
I'm in trouble...
The thing is, I already gave Sonia the file to keep for me so even if they turn my house upside down, they won't be able to find it.
I prefer to remain silent, which angers him more.
He bangs on the table, eyeing me furiously.
"Are you stupid, lady? Why are you making this thing hard for me? Lol here, I'm assuring you of your safety if you give me the file. But you are playing dump on me? Lemmie call Drake and his boys, maybe you will understand their language better.. "
" No no no please don't call them. I will talk.. "
I am already scared. I don't want his boys to torture me.
" Where do I start?... Why I was in Gab's parents' house or where the file is?"
I ask.
My stubbornness is on another level.
This makes Don smile, for the first time since he came in.
"I'm not interested in whatever you were doing there.... It's all in the CCTV footage!.. "
" Whaaaaat?"
I cut him short.
" Including me picking the money and his mum's clothes?"
I ask, absentmindedly.
" Including you playing with Shawn's manhood and recording it... Damn woman... I'm only interested in the file!"
It's evident that he is furious...

Minutes later, we are in Sonia's residence.
I get out of the house with the file in my hands and hop into Don's car. He has assured me of protection from Gab and his guys and I trust him.
Drake drives like a maniac towards the south.
"Drop me home Don, I want to be in my apartment."
" Are you dump or something? Gabriel will look for you and kill you. You are safe away from your diggy house..."
" So where are we going?"
"To my house!"
With the file in his hands, I thought he wouldn't give a shit about my welfare but I'm wrong.
I'm tired of arguing therefore I just sit back and wait for the worst.

There's a car being driven furiously behind us.
"It's them boss! It's Greg!"
Drake says, looking frightened.
" Drive on silly... Drive on!"
Drake drives on as the guys in the other vehicle opens fire on Don's car.
I scream rather loudly when I feel a hand on my shoulder, thinking I've been shot.
"Wake up Donna, we're already home."
Thank God it was just a dream!
Oooohps!
I step out of the car and the sight infront of of me is to die for...