Burdened Soul

Chapter 3

Wednesdays for me are usually the best bet for social activities but guess I don't have that leisure, my aunts live would be exterminated in 36 hours thereabouts and I had to do something,I thought as I sat on my bed pondering what I could do to save my aunts life, I had known it was Her because I had over heard my Uncles conversation with Her the other time, I remember She said Denver,sometime.

YES! I got it, the contact list I copied from my Uncle. That has to be it! Her name is Kate like He said but...I have three numbers with the name Kate. Which one could be Her own? Could She possibly own all three? No, what am I doing? I'm still pondering here when I should be trying these numbers, Genius me! Always trying to examine.

I got to my mobile phone on the reading table and first opened my door to scan for listeners, found none. It was safe for now to make those probing calls so I jumped back on my bed knowing I had little time to get my information before my uncle goes for his usual 'tour de France' round the house. I started with the first Kate, as I began punching the number keys, a kind of uncertainty gripped my mind,what if she was not the one I asked myself?...On second thoughts, I hit the dial button and sent the call request. After a few seconds, it began to ring at the other end.

"Hello! Kate Anderson on the line,who's speaking please?" A female voice asked from the other end of the line. I had no clue on know how to answer. I didn't even think that She might have a surname. I couldn't also recognise her voice clearly,which made matters a whole lot worse...

"Yes,hello!" I said, "I'm Joan Briggs," hoping that it was her and that she'd immediately recognise my name.

"Oh! Joan Briggs," My hopes began to skyrocket. "I really hope it's the right Kate you're calling because I do not know any Joan Briggs. Perhaps, may I know your city? Maybe I might have forgotten you." She said and i somehow was able to see the deceleration of my far heighted hope.

I quickly answered "OMAHA".

"No chance," she said, "I have no relatives or contacts in Omaha. I'm sorry, you got the wrong Kate dear." Then the phone went dead. I was pissed, I had hoped she had been the one but she wasn't, she just wasted about three minutes of my time, but maybe its a good thing you know. One Kate down, my aunt has to be one of the two from the two contacts I have left. I have to call both because I don't know my aunts surname. I know she a board member in my willed company which Warren Buffet is an Investor but I never bothered to look at her name. I cared less, and that's making me waste time now.

I got to my phone again and started hitting in the numbers to the next kate on my contact list. This time with more urgency. First I over heard my uncle and His mother talking about taking me out on my sixteenth birthday, now he wants to take out my aunt too. He probably wants to wipe out any one that suspects Him that's not in his loop. I knew there was some thing cranky about my so called grandmother, I hadn't been able to get over the way she looked at me until after I overheard their plan and knew why she always hated me, why they always hated me,though my uncles hatred was more concealed. They all wanted my parents MONEY! And they killed my parents for it and are plotting to kill me and my aunt too to lay their hands on it. Seriously, what length could some hard-hearted people go to out of desperation??? The phone started ringing at the other end but a man answered the call this time.

"Hello! There, this is George Flakes, husband to Catherine Flakes. My wife is not at home now, maybe you should call back." He did not even give me a chance to introduced myself before He dropped. And you could just imagine on my face; I'm absolutely sure it had a mixture of frustration, annoyance, desperation and what-the heck plastered all over it. Such a "Robot",I didn't even say my name. What if this was her husband? Well, it didn't matter. I'd just go ahead and call the last Kate on my contact list and if it so happened not to be her then I'll have to take my chance even if I have no evidence at hand to Rendez-vous with the police and let them know about these happenings.