While in the bathroom, she heard a knock on the bathroom door. It was her salesperson, Ms Halley, whom had been working for her for 2 years. She noticed her strange entry and the disgusting aura she exuded.
“Ms Kimberly! Is everything all right?” She asked, hoping to receive an answer. After much hesitation, Kimberly replied her, “I’m fine, I’m fine. Don’t worry about me. It’s all good.”
Halley heard the sound of rushing water at intervals but soon regained her comportment and returned to her seat.
Kimberly was battling with depression and at the same time pondering about her mysterious savior who took her to the hospital. She was unconscious when he met her in a mess. The unfathomable thoughts of him lingered for a while but she later dismissed it and cleaned up her mess. It was then that the thought of her little sister occurred to her and she left the bathroom to reach for her phone to call and know her whereabouts. She must have left school and would probably be on her way to her boutique. She felt unsafe and threatened so that she quickly dialed her sister’s number to find out if she was safe as well.
“Hello,” Kimberly said.
“Help me! Oh, God! Please don’t hurt me! I’m innocent,” screamed Natalia, her only sister, over the phone call.
“Natalia! What’s the matter…?” Kimberly asked nervously, and soon she heard sounds of beating and involuntary cries. She paused in thought, wondering what could have happened to her sister, and who was behind it. The next second she heard a smash of the phone on the wall. An hour later, a package was dropped on her premises by a strange group of men in a van, and they quickly vanished in thin air abruptly.
“Quick! Go check what’s in the package!” She told Halley and they both rushed outside to examine the bag. Unzipping it, they found the body of Natalia covered in blood. She was already dead. Looking like a mess violated by some deathly rascals, she had lost all breath.
“Oh, my God! Natalia! Oh, who did this to you, Natalia? Who…?” Tears rolled down her cheeks. She longed for an answer but none came.
“Ma’am has anyone been on your toes lately or making any threats to you?” Halley asked inquisitively.
“My ex-husband. Could he be the brain behind this attack? It could be him. I must have my revenge,” she was filled with rage and devilish desires.