/KELVIN’S POV/
The night was rough, not even long amazing romps didn’t make it any much better, I was always distracted with the clip of that very short moment I caught a glimpse of Hannah, the sight I had to wave off as a mirage because I was unable to actually get off the kiss I was indulged in at the moment. Now I am left to sulk on it even when I was tapping the a** of another woman.
‘Is this how love is supposed to feel like?’ the question kept banging in my mind as I sat on the kitchen counter having a cold beer.
‘Nah… I can’t absolutely say I am totally in love.’ I responded to my question. I am just emotionally attached, in a way I would say this is more like what Jada Smith called it, an entanglement, in this case it’s an emotional entanglement.
“In the few days I have known you, I never see you to be an unhealthy and uncultured lifestyle…” Janice walked into the leaving area.
“I mean who will sit to have a beer early Monday morning?” She threw at me as she sat on the three stairs to tire her lace. Of course she was going for her morning run as usual. Anytime she spend the night over, she already had her sports gears with her and goes from the apartment, then most times she goes to her aunt’s apartment when she gets back.
“I don’t need lectures from you Janice…” I said out loud to her as I smacked my lips together due to the slaps the taste of the beer brings.
“…Have got allot on my plate to deal with.” I added dropping the bottle on the counter.
“Yeah I noticed that, you were sloppy today…” she commented as she stood up to go out.
“You know… instead of drinking your health away because you have ‘allot on your mind’…” she raised her fingers up indicating the quote sign when she mentioned that part.
“… Which I trust will definitely not bring you a way out of whatever is bothering you…” she pointed out the obvious and took a pause to bring fix her phone on the arm strap she had on.
“You should come join me on the road and clear your head to see a way out of whatever the mess you in is.” She finally concluded and waited for a response from me.
Though I was certain that was the best option over drinking early in the morning, I didn’t want to go with her, just in case Hannah will be anywhere around the neighbourhood and she seeing me with her again will be disastrous and I do not see how that can be salvaged if par eventually that due to me running out of luck, it actually happened. She had to go after a couple of seconds without me giving a reactions or response to her suggestion.
Yeah, I might have lost Hannah forever even before I actually had her, now I need to figure a way to get her back, and this time make sure I actually get her. After much thought about it, f*******: and i********: are the only ways and options I have to shoot my shot at her again, this time I will be going all in without waiting for her to make the first move.
I grabbed my phone and logged on to i********: sent a couple of messages, I didn’t want act all guilty, so I left out the part of having any knowledge of she being at the club or she seeing me with another lady kissing. That will require me to give reasons and explain why I didn’t run after her, and there was no way I could think of giving that explanation that won’t end up with she hating me for ever.
After sending the message, I was engulfed into scrolling through the pictures on her page and only got distracted by the ringing of my phone. Yeah who else will it be so early in the morning if not my sister Tanya, I use to wondered if I wondered why she is the one who always does the calling, I mean I am the one who is supposed to do the calling, to check up on my mother and also her own welfare. I guess she just wants me to always strengthened and reassure her that she ain’t in this alone.
“Hello Tanya…” I greeted as I connected the call and
“What’s up Kelv…” she responded sounding much better than she did the day before.
We chatted for a while, this time much less about our mother’s health, rather the chat was more on her educational progress and how she planned it and wants it to be. She needed advice which I was glad to give to her.
‘Some time ago, she didn’t even acknowledge me as a brother, now she respects and gives me much regard to the extent of valuing my thoughts and opinions on a subject matter that concerns her.’ I smirked as I thought to myself feeling a little bit accomplished and fulfilled about my life.
Was about to go head back to i********: to wallow in the sorrow or should I say joy of watching Hannah’s pictures when the it stroke me that construction works will begin for the remodelling at the club that particular day.
I had to write the constructors a check, for the funding of the remodelling work. While doing so, I remembered I had to do same for Dexter, that wouldn’t be a problem, same bank to work out everything. I got outside the building about forty five minutes later and then there she was alighting from a car.
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/HANNAH’S POV/
‘Dexter Williams, is that the name of the guy I spend a whole night with????’ the question kept bangin on, in my head. Well I might not be sure about the name, but I am damn sure about the person in this picture.
‘Oh my God…Oh my God…’ I kept screaming out in my head as the cooling system in the conference room seems like it has stopped working, I was already feeling sweat droll on my skin under my clothes.
‘‘Calm down Hannah, you have done nothing wrong” I had to start convincing myself, I was not in any trouble and no need for the excessive panic.
“You just had a one night stand with someone who turned out to be you key suspect in your new case…” I said and had a pause as a fact hit on me.
“And also Dorothy’s killer…” I mentioned as I got up in a confused state.
“…No, no, for now he is the prime suspect” I pointed out as I got settled back into my seat. I was still in this state of confusion and when and panic when my dad’s call came in.
“Good morning Dad…” I greeted after I grabbed the phone in a haste and connected the call.
“Hey baby… first of all sorry about the loss of your colleague…” he passed his condolences which I didn’t really respond to.
“Secondly Hannah, do you really want to take over her case…?” the questioned sounded rhetorical.
‘Oh come on Douglas, do you have to notify my father about all my business here in your own division’ I fringed at the thought wondering how my dad got to know I took over her case just minutes after I was handed over the file of her case.
“What do you mean Dad?” I returned him back the question, but mine actually demanded a response.
“I mean, someone just got murdered on the case…” I was really mad and disappointed that my dad really looks down on me and my abilities, though he has reasons too, I haven’t really given him any reason to believe I am worthy and capable of the task I was just handed.
But nonetheless I could really read in between his tone and his words, believe wasn’t really the point he was trying to point out, rather somewhere in that voice, I could sense fear. He was scared about me taking the case, this wasn’t about me winning a case, rather it was about me surviving a case.
“...I can do this Dad… just help me out with any of your C.I or very reliable private investigator that will assist me in cracking this job.” I assured him and also pleaded with him.
“But Hannah, the case has already proven to be very dangerous and…” he was still trying to convince me into not taking the job.
“Is that why you took the case away from me in the last minute and gave me a case you could fixed for me?” I was angered and didn’t know when I blew all out at him in a disrespectful manner.
“Okay Hannah… I did what I thought was for your own good and protection…” he blurted out, obviously not taking my outburst too well.
“Yes Dad, I know you are trying to protect me, but you are not letting me explore myself in this job, I am not getting fulfilled Dad…” I responded, but this time, I sounded sorry for both the way I behaved earlier and also the way my career was going.
“Hannah, I have worked my ass out to get to this position I am right now, and my kids need not to go through same mud I passed through in this same line of career, your climb to the top is supposed to be easy” he tried to explain making a very a point I seek to differ with.
“That’s not what I want dad, you need to understand me and see things from my own point of view” I try to convince him to view it from my own side.
“Okay Hannah, I understand your feelings and that is why I am calling you before I make changes to the order of things as you already have it now…” he said and I already know what he was referring too and I was glad this time, he ran it by me before taking any decisions on the matter.
“Please Dad, no, not this time, let me handle it, I am going to be laughed at in the post out here…” I pleaded with him.
“Just hook me up with a very good C.I whom I can work with.” I concluded.
“”Okay, I will see what I can do on that aspect…” he assured me
“But please promise me you will look out for yourself and make sure…” he was already talking way more than I will want him to make me promise him.
“Okay… okay.. I promise Dad, have heard you… I promise…” I had to cut him short there.
“I really need to go now to get myself well acquainted the case…” talking to him was already becoming too much of a pain in the ass for mw to handle.
“okay bye … talk to you later…” I quickly ended the call before he could say any other thing.
I grabbed the file again and there it was, the picture of the guy was still right there in the file.
“Oh yeah it’s still there I will be working on a case in which my fling over the weekend is my suspect.