The past is chasing me
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I brought out my spy phone and texted someone. I'm must be careful. that woman is a sly fox. I must be weary of her and on my toes. I can't let her or her spies find it my identity. this mission must be a success.
for now.. we have to save Beckie Stafford.
bringing out tr my spy phone I left a message to that person.
soon a reply came in
"how will you track him?
"through tracking device Chief. I have to go. "
putting away the spy phone, I brought out my Android. the tracking device was already paying off.
the mist unique thing about this device is that it's three in one. I get to know the location, see the person his talking with and hear the conversation audibly.
I walked out ofthe schoolwith myautomobile bike. I'm right on time there is David. I followed him up and was surprised by the location.
"prison? "
what's David doing in the prisons?
I parked near an eatry by the prison. ordered roasted chicken and pork. oredeed a canned fruit juice. I need to be OK n my tiptoes. that's why I can't drink hot drink or alcohol.
" let the game begin"
watching from my phone, David is sitting in front of an elderly man of about 49years in a prison gown.
" Helo dad"
what? David's father. I feel like a fool watching this scene right now. I almost stood up from my chair .
" or should I call you Kumar.?
Kumar... that's surprising. his dad is Kumar. that name sounds familiar. I found myself reacting to it.
" how long are you going to be like this son? I'm slowly paying for my sins.
"you are paying for your sins. your wrong. we all are paying for your sins. "
David's face was murderous and full of hate. so much hate for a bit my age.
"youhave noidea ..mother..shewent nutsand molestedher own son. I..
"I'm sorry son"
your sorry.? it's useless to say that now. it will not bring mother back, it will not bring back 18 years I spent without a father or the suffering I went through.
you failed us.. everyone.
I saw the pain in his eyes. Kumar was crying
"I'm sorry son. I failed. I know I failed. I'm deeply sorry. but kindly let go of that revenge in your heart.
" no!
I will taken revenge on her family. in that way, I'll make you suffer.
"I forbid you from doing such. it's my fault. even after marrying your. other, I still went after someone else wife. I killed their only male child. I divided their family."
" I don't care. all I know is that.. I pro. use to make them and you pay for my mother's sake and for me.. that way, I'll make you suffer for your greed. "
David smirked even more. looking at the situation, he was prepared to make that promise come to pass.
" no! I forbid you"
"says who? my father?
David began to cackle...from my phone.. I saw kumas face. he was shamed. that regret is something he will live his while life with.
he was clearly not able to train his wife, nor his son.
it seems like the man made up his mind and stood up. he stared at his son
the only thing you willget fromit isprison and death. I'msirry forbeen the wolds worst father. please forgive me if you will. don't visit me again. bye.
he said sadly. he felt more guilt than any I've ever seen. he left. clearly crying for the life of four people he ruined and the ones his son will ruin.
AZ free he left.
"father, all I wish is that you will come out and be a father and a husband. but it seems impossible. "
he gave a scary look and stood up to leave. I quickly packed the pork meat and left.
I'll send this to Chief. I hope David could leave revenge behind to find better happiness and spare my baby girl from all this.
I hope he can forgive his father in oder to lessen his guilt.
Boma's pov
I walked into the mailing unit and saw the correspondence.
"hi.. I'm Boma. I have an appointment with your manager. Mr. Dickson Katya. "
"yes.. his been waiting for you. come with me. "
I felt guilty for keeping the man waiting. she took me to an a well decorated office. on the wall was a national flag. on the table was a well written moto.
I saw a man of about 40 years old. very handsome. I saw a family photograph on his table. he is indeed a married man.
"Helo sir.im Boma Micheal. I booked an appointment with you earlier.
" yes. your the young girl I met yesterday. may I help you.?
he smiled.
I brought a letter from my bag
"this letter was sent to my dad on 7 November 2019."
"yes?
he questioned not understanding my point.
"it came from your company. this office directly. I want the name of the sender.
"miss...thats a confidential information if it's not written on the letter.
" here, read it. "
he read it.. lifting his head. he was totally shocked.
" miss, this is a blackmail. what may I do to help you?
" I want the information of the sender."
he nodded and put a call through.
files of 2019 November where brought. I went through them. the one matching the exact date had no name on it. just a quote.
"in your flower pot.. lies whom you search. "
"I've heard that before sir. but from who?
" well, I'm sorry miss. but this all we have to offer. "
he said a bit sad.
"thanks for your help. you've done alot already. I appreciate it. your moto is indeed not fake.
I have him a bundle in an envelope.
" thanks for your cooperation."
I left the office is more confused than before. it seems this person knows me too. but who.
I feel clueless right now. where to begin?
I found myself paste through and fro .i finally stopped a taxi and left for home. mom wasn't home when I got in. I freshness up, ate and left a sticky note for my mom on the fridge.
" hey mom
I've eaten.
take care of yourself. I'm going off to bed. "
absent mindly I found myself walking up to my room. with head popping corn. I could still not get my hand on that riddle. but it sounds so familiar.. like a childhood memory. just too faint to get my hands on.
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