Convergence

CHAPTER ONE

She found the gun just as she heard glass shattering downstairs. She silently loaded it and c****d it. As much as instinct told her to hide, she couldn’t, not with John’s life at stake. She crouched down, surveying the floor below from the top step. The kitchen door was completely obliterated, and John lay sprawled out on his back. Blood all over the floor. This can’t be happening, she repeated in her head over and over. She cracked. She couldn’t take the tension . WTF! She screeched down the stairs, hastily grabs her phone and dials 911. And John enervated, shouts “Don’t call the cops! You will make things worse! Help me clean this body up.” To her horror Vanessa wakes up from another dream that her mind reminded her of, checking the sheets, she finds she had also spilled fluid that she always thought made you a dumb person. Haunting memories of the past could not be completely obliterated in her mind. It took her back to the previous week, the week that changed her life.

Vanessa being a medical doctor, was a lovely woman with soft chestnut hair and cheekbones women would kill for. She was completely unexplainable you would think she’s the good girl, but once you get to know her, you would realize, she was everything. She was crazy, she was funny, she was honest but on the contrary, she was sunshine mixed with hurricane. She was insanely in love with John and they were planning on getting married one day. John on the other hand was a structural engineer , he had a dark past which he never wanted to talk about. On the other hand, he was an employee of Anview, a company owned by a group of wealthy unscrupulous business men. To the world Anview was a well-known construction company which had escalated to the top of the food chain on the stock exchange through its multi-million dollar projects. They had recently been awarded best top grossing company of 2017. What the world didn’t know was that, not only were they into construction, they ruled the city, from politics to health, even the social strata. Once you signed in, there was no signing out. A simple couple it was, unlike any other couple, this was one relationship that every couple aspired to have.

John comes back from work where he had been working tirelessly to complete the project they had and for him to buy Vanessa that engagement ring she always dreamt of. They had been living a perfectly normal life for the past two years like every other couple would do. The malicious drama all began when John was at work about a month ago. While sending an email from his office to his supervisor, John recalls the lessons he got from Joshua the I.T guy on how to hack into a computer connected in the same LAN network with you . Out of curiosity he thought of hacking into his boss’ computer. He came across a classified folder which only the management knew of. Flabbergasted with what he saw, he downloaded the folder and quickly logged out of the network. Still Horror-struck, he wondered why on earth people would do such a thing. This was that type of information people would kill for just to keep hidden.

When he arrived home, Vanessa was in the kitchen cooking, she could notice that from the look on his face, something was wrong. “Babe what’s wrong?” she asked. He didn’t reply, kept silent, and went straight to take a shower then came back downstairs for dinner. As they were having dinner Vanessa realised John is troubled in his mind, so feeling worried she asked again.

Vanessa: Are you okay?

He shrug.

John: Not really, I came across information extremely shocking today at work.

Vanessa: What sort of information?

He fidgets with a handful of toothpicks on the table, bending them and unbending them into grotesque shapes. Whispering in her ears.

John: The kind of information people would kill for just to keep it hidden.

Vanessa: Top secret government information?

John: Sort of

He grabs his laptop and reveals the information to her. At a loss of words, she panted and insisted that he reports to the police.

John: I have a better idea,” he said, I’ll go talk to my supervisor and tell him I can’t be a part of this.

Not knowing that he had not thoroughly covered his tracks, later that night Anview management had a secret meeting. When Mr Johns logged into his computer he noticed that someone hacked into his computer, he then notified his colleagues. They called Joshua to show them who and what was stolen from the computer. When Joshua realised that John’s computer was the one that hacked into that computer and the information stolen was extremely dangerous, he tried to cover for him but was caught in the process there by putting himself in serious danger as well. He sent a text message to John saying “you need to run, they know it’s you!” One of the members saw him press SEND and was furious.

Anview member: Who are you texting to? Who hacked into this computer?!

Joshua neither speaks nor moves a muscle. Immediately he was taken for interrogation. He was tortured for a bit but he did not say a word. He was locked in the cold room where the temperature is almost below zero degrees. The room was chilly. He remained still, refusing to shiver. Any movement would be heard by the preternatural men on the other side of the door. Even his breathing was slow and regulated, so as not to mist in the unnaturally cold air-though his heart wanted to hammer its way out of his chest. Meanwhile as this was happening, John receives the text from Joshua and he knew it was already too late, he instructed Vanessa to run away , but she refused and made it clear to him that they would face what’s coming together. They went to bed knowing their lives were at stake.

It was night time again, and for once, John and Vanessa were in bed by ten. It was early August and too warm with no breeze to cool them off, and had only a light sheet across to cover them . John’s hope was to sleep through the night without awakening. He hadn’t been able to sleep very well In the past few weeks, probably because of the construction project they had. As he was lying in bed wide awake, suddenly he heard a noise downstairs, he frowned and rolled over the sheet to his head and tries to ignore. Wait and wait and once more it happened again. He rolled over the sheet on Vanessa’s side, she was fast asleep. He takes a journey downstairs where the noise was. He prudently draws closer to the noise When he entered the kitchen, Scarface came from behind and smashed him with a plank at the back of his head, he Fell on to the kitchen table. Instantaneously John sprung up from the table knocking it over and causing other kitchen stools to turn their heads, in a split second he had pulled back his arm clenching his fist he threw it forward with a force that knocked Scarface backwards when it connected, the dull thud and gasp of breath confirmed that he’d winded him. He stumbles and falls allowing John to take over. He punches Scarface in the face glaring at him as his jaw set, and Scarface snarled “you bastard!” Pulling his leg back, he drove his foot into his stomach. He fell backwards and they both stood up on their feet. With a roundhouse kick John needed to be in range of the length of the leg between the foot and the shin for the kick to be effective. At that Instant Scarface pulls out his gun to shoot, he aimed, paused, then lowered the gun to fire at his knee. Before he could make a short, John drew out a kitchen knife and threw it straight into his thigh. Scarface shoots and misses. John attacks again, he grabs another kitchen knife and threw it forward with a force that it connected in his right shoulder. The gun in his hand fell and he had only one arm and one leg left to defend himself. Looking defenceless, John advanced to him, and as he got closer Scarface pulled out the knife from his thigh and sliced John on his upper arm and chest. He took two steps backwards, blood dripping on the floor, he threw the flower vas in the sink towards Scarface but missed. At that instant, Vanessa woke up, checked for John on his side of the bed, he wasn’t there. She prudently walks bare foot towards the noise, on her way down she grabs a baseball bat from the back of their bedroom door, she proceeds to the hallway, while concentrating on the noise, she was busy contemplating on her fear.

She found the gun just as she heard glass shattering downstairs. She silently loaded it and c****d it. As much as instinct told her to hide, she couldn’t, not with John’s life at stake. She crouched down, surveying the floor below from the top step. The kitchen door was completely obliterated, and John lay sprawled out on his chest. Blood all over the floor. This can’t be happening, she repeated in her head over and over. She cracked. She couldn’t take the tension . WTF! She screeched down the stairs, closed one eye, and aimed straight at Scarface and shot him straight up through his chest, with no hesitation, then she threw the gun on to the floor and started crying. Horror-struck by what she had done, she stood there open-mouthed like a statue as slack-jawed as she was, she startled, she panted then hastily grabs her phone and dials 911. And John enervated, shouts “Don’t call the cops! You will make things worse! Help me clean this body up.” They searched the body with the hope of knowing who might have sent him to kill them. They rapped the body In a body bag and John smashed the body with a hammer until the face was unrecognisable. They dumped the body in a local river and went back home as if nothing happened. The time was around 3am when all the drama ended.

The following morning John woke up with a bizzare thought in his mind trying to figure out who might have sent Scarface to kill him, he ventured out to his workplace, which is equally as deserted. Nature seemed to had taken over. He began his search to figure out who had sent the killer to his house. He had carried Scarface’s phone with him that maybe he could jailbreak it and probably get some leads. Sitting in his office, while trying to unlock the phone, suddenly it rang, he answered.

The voice: Is It Done Yet? Burry the body somewhere no one can ever find it!

At that instant the desire to further investigate escalated. These guys wanted him dead, so he decides to stay a step ahead. So he thought in his mind.

John: Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my family, or the city, or whether that position should be held by anyone else, this must be done.

Meanwhile, Joshua is taken out of the cold room, his body temperature had dropped drastically to an un survivable degree. He told them everything and luckily for him the management still wanted him alive to track down John and his inner circle.

As John was walking in the parking lot towards his car, he received an anonymous call, he answered

John: Hello?!

Another voice: If I were you I would run,

John: who’s this?

And the guy on the phone hung up.