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TRIENTA Y CINCO

"Che che!! Vote Edwin Edwin for Mayor!!" Some people with cymbals and drums screamed.

"Che che!!! Vote Edwin Edwin for Mayor of the city!!" Another set of people chanted together.

Others were holding card board papers with 'Edwin Edwin for Mayor' designed on it. I laid back my head in the cab I was in and Helen said to me. "Campaigning has started and I'm sure Edwin will win this one."

I could still hear their voices in the background. Wow, we weren't leaving this traffic any time soon.

During times like this, there was always traffic. The sad part was that our cab was still in the same place for thirty minutes. I groaned. "I wish these guys could just let us go."

Helen chuckled. "Nah. Everyone wants Edwin to win no matter what because, the people love him. He's been really generous and I'm sure he'll make our city a better one."

My mom had already gone to work so she wasn't in the cab with the both of us.

"Puff, I hope so. This city needs a change....people are just dying unjustly. He has to remove power from those drug lords." I said and laughed at myself. Even if he becomes mayor, he can't stop the drug lords cause his son is among them.

"I know you're still mad about your dad's demise but, I'm sure Edwin will bring those people to justice."

"Nah I can't wait till then." I said and Helen gave out a chuckle because she thought I was bluffing. By the time I kill the murderer, we'll know who is bluffing.

Talking of murderer, my mind zoned out to what happened yesterday.

"Teresa?" Dan who was standing in front of  my door called out. I rolled my eyes and opened the door. "Shouldn't you be sleeping little boy?"

"I woke up when I heard the door open. Why did you come back so late? You would've woken mom."

"I had some business to look into...."

"Did you do some burning cause you smell a lot like petrol?"

I heaved. "Yeah, I was...."

"Your eyes.....they're really swollen. Sis, have you been crying?"

I couldn't hide it anymore. I knelt down so we could be of the same height and I opened my arms and said. "Teresa needs a hug."

He nodded. "I know." And he hugged me tight petting my head like he was the older one. "Don't worry sis... everything will be alright."

I sniffed in air and hugged him tighter because, that was the only form of comforting I could get right now.

The tires of the cab began to move and we both let out a breath in happiness. Like finally we can start moving even without the interference from the people campaigning for Edwin.

"I guess the cops have gone ahead to clear this nuisance." Helen said and I agreed with her. She wasn't my favorite person at the moment but, she was the least of my worries right now.

Mr Charlie.

I couldn't stop thinking of how and when he slit his throat. To me, what he did was very dumb but to think more about it, it wasn't. That was his own way of honoring my dad.

Another reason why I was angry was because, I couldn't get enough information but he had already narrowed down my list of suspects. It had to be one of the drug lords.

I came out of thoughts and realized that we had reached our destination. Wow. That was fast. Helen paid and we got out of the cab and the first thing that escaped from my lips were..."Wow!."

It was a mansion! An actual mansion! I couldn't wait to get inside so I could admire the beauty behind those big gates. From where I was standing, I could see the enormous building and I began to imagine things.

"Wow." I said again as I took in the gates of the mansion. The gates were even ten times finer than my actual house.

"Helen?" I called out in surprise.

She smirked. "Mind blown right? Wait till you know the pay." She chuckled.

The pay would be fat cause, just see this beauty right in front of me. We were still standing there cause I couldn't move. The surprise got me paralysed lmao.

"They have a lot of maids but apparently, they need more maids."

"They need like a thousand maids to maintain this place." I said as I began to get myself back together. Crazy!

"I can't agree less."

Then, the gates opened and a Bentley drove out but parked abruptly...just close to where we were standing. It was like the owner had noticed something and wanted to get it.

"So I know you're stubborn but be of your best...." Helen was advising me but I interrupted her. "Wait...."

The door's car opened and my eyes widened as I saw Bran step out of the car. Boom! There I was again in another surprise.

Wait, wait! Let me get this straight...was this his house or he was just a visitor? The house he even took me to after the company incident, wasn't as big as this plus, it was out of the city.

He came up to me and said. "Tes...what're you doing here?"

"I should be asking you."

He chuckled and Helen said. "You know Edwin's son?"

We both ignored her and Bran said to me. "This is my dad's house. I'm just staying here for now cause of the elections."

The fuck! I was gonna be a maid at Bran's house!! Oh great!!!
That's so humiliating. Just be rich in this life. Smh.

"What about you? What you...." Before he could complete his question, a police car stopped not too far from where we stood and Cop Martial Jacob with other officers got out. I was confused at first till I realized. Oh shit.

Immediately Bran groaned and turned his back like he wanted to hide. I wanted to ask why but, Cop Martial had already gotten close to me.

"I warned you Teresa and look where your stubbornness has gotten you. I told you to stay out of this." Martial said to me.

"I didn't kill him." I said to Martial and Bran moved uncomfortably. He wanted to say something but he was hiding from Martial and I didn't know why.

"But the surveillance cameras captured your face walking into his house."

"Fuck." I said in disappointment. Why did he kill himself. Who'd believe me now?

"Teresa you're under arrest."

"What?" Bran and Helen chorused.

"You've got the wrong person." Helen said and Martial began to handcuff me. He looked at Brandon's back for a brief moment  like he knew who it was but shrugged it off.

Okay, what just happened? Why's Bran hiding from Martial?

"Let's go Teresa." He said and I followed him into the car. Helen tried to talk and I saw Bran talking to the other officers trying his best to avoid Martial.

Oh well. Guess I'm fucked.