She laid in a pool of blood with more oozing out of her mouth as she tried to speak. I quickly rushed to her aid, scooping her in my arms while shaking her frantically. I probed her head on a sofa pillow and went round looking for my son. I returned with zero results. My heart felt like exploding with all the rage and fear at that moment, I begun praying silently that wherever my baby is; he will be fine and brought back to me safe and sound.
“ Kyra ..” she whispered. I cradled her in my arms
“sssshhhhh……don’t talk, the ambulance is on its way”. I called it on my way here.
“i…I’m …sorry…Kyra……..” she tried again coughing blood
“It’s me Susan not Kyra…” I told her. “Your name is Kyra not Susan.” She said hoarsely..” Never forget….i love…you….so…please …forgive.. me …for …not …protecting …your son. Take…care…of …Eugene …as my last wish…”she whispered
“Where is my son? ,who took him? “I begun pressing for answers.” He was kidnapped..” cough cough “ by Dave Meyers .who …works …for.. ”excessive coughing “forgive me” with those words she stopped breathing I lashed out in pain and agony vigorously yelling , screaming and shaking her to come back.
The funeral was held at St. Joseph’s Cathedral in Campeche in Mexico. I tried time and again to contact Eugene but to no avail. Ethana cried sooo much that she got sick and was admitted for a few days at the hospital . My princess become devastated and lost the glow in her eyes. All efforts both Alira and myself put in to try and cheer her up was futile. For her I had to put the search for Ethan on hold but I made a few calls to some friends to find Dave Meyers so I could get him back. It took about a month and half but she came around eventually but insisted I stayed with her.
“You promise , Mummy ?” the sad eyes stared at me from under her lashes. The person responsible for this will regret it . I clenched my jaw as I stared at her.
“ I promise darling. I will find your brother and bring him back.” I smiled , now determined more than ever.
She raised her little finger, “ Pinkie swear “ I took it in mine and nodded. I played with her hair, gently stroking it while she dozed off. she fell asleep in my arm. Today was the last day I had with her till she went to Ghana with Alira to lodge at a cave house belonging to a society am part of. I sighed and prayed to God and hoped this was just a bad dream and that everything would go back to normal when I wake up.
I moved from the UK to my work bungalow, at a deprived area between the mountains .Its time to introduce myself. Being the most sought after IT Expert in the world, many have ascribed their own gender to me. To many ,I’m a man, funny how the world captures men as superior in everything . I made some calls and got myself resources at a whatever cost that will help find my son. Since that day, i have vowed to do whatever it takes to find my son and this is a promise I intend to keep at all cost. I begun my search on Dave Meyers ,my first step to finding Ethan. After the calls, I have been glued to my laptop and to my dismay he couldn’t be found. Whoever he was ,he had hidden his tracks so damn well but not well enough ;i smirked as information popped up instantly .
Residence: Texas
Profession : Lecturer Status: Bachelor Name: Robert Dave Meyers
Age: 48 Date of Birth: 14/06/1969
profile picture: none Origin: New York current location : unknown
This information won’t assist me at all. I sighed heavily , everything was beginning to weigh down on me but I won’t give up. “Oh God help me” I shakily whispered .As if on cue ,my phone rang. ” Found anything?” I asked saving pleasantries for later. ”I have status on his current location and also from the information gathered ,it shows he was involved in the kidnapping but it looks like he is working for an organization because he doesn’t have your son with him. ”he replied “ Any idea who or what the organization may be? ”I probed. “Not the slightest clue ,ma’am”
“ Where is he currently?” he sent his current location and other details at once.
“Keep me updated” I hung up. I packed my bags and booked my flight for the next day at seven.
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Stitches
Mystery / ThrillerIf there were no problems, then it wouldn't be life now would it? And there wouldn't be a need for the surprises and heart aches that come along with it. Some conflicts are internal-like making personal decisions or healing emotional scars-while oth...
