-AYANDISWA BESS
"Talk"
I say sitting on the couch. I decided to hear him out when Yanga came over with his son. He has the cutest son and I aint even saying that because he's my nephew. He's actually white, he took the complexion from Dad's side of the family.
"Aya fir..."
I shake my head pulling my hand away from his
"Roland I'm here to hear you out and not listen to your apologies"
He takes a deep breath and lets it out
"Ok, what do you want to know?"
He asks and I shrug
"Everything. How? Why? When? Everything"
I say and he nods
"I got into hacking when I was like 11 I think, it was all self taught. At around 15 I was arrested for hacking into the state system. A person from the FBI took over my case and my charges disappeared only if I worked for them. So that happened and my charges disappeared but now turned out this guy that handled my case wasn't really from the FBI but was a member of the $pritz but also an undercover FBI agent. The $pritz is a huge pyramid with government officials involved running undercover operations"
He says and my eyes widen out of shock
"I can't really give you names for your own protection. The group is subdivided to different countries and different cities with different leaders. I run the one this side with a couple of people."
He says and I don't respond
"I'm assuming you want to know where I disappeared to when you were burying your grandfather?"
I nod
"I was out of the country for our annual meetings and jobs. We meet up and discuss a few things and then take it from there. Usually they take a week and sometimes longer"
I nod
"So you also traffic children and women?"
I ask him and he frowns
"We don't do that here. I have children of my own and I would never put parents through that. In other countries they do that, but not here"
He explains
"And how do I know that our children one day won't find themselves in a situation whereby they are being shipped off by your enemies?"
I ask him and he shakes his head
"No harm will ever come to you and our children Aya I promise"
He says trying to pull my hand into his but I pull away from him
"No harm was meant to come to your father that day, he wasn't even supposed to be there that day and I am sorry that he got hurt in the process"
He says and I chuckle
"Wow! My father was collateral damage to you schemes. Why do you do this? Is it money? I don't understand"
I admit and he shrugs his shoulders
"I don't know, it's all I know how to do"
He says
"And is there anything else I should know about?"
I ask him and he nods looking down
"Remember the child you saw on my phone?"
He asks and I nod
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Our Parents Pain Came With Love
General FictionFrom the book With Pain Comes Love and The Life I Never Imagined, I bring you OPPCWL where we get into detail about the lives of the Bess grandchildren all grown up and trying to navigate through life. Just like their parents and grandparents, the l...