PART 9-
” RECKLESS REKKY”
©️Opeyemi O.Akintunde
Mayor walked like he was walking on hot coals as he walked closer to the accident scene.
Mayor couldn’t hold back the tears. He saw the cloth Mirabel wore earlier.He saw the blood dripping….
” No!!!” Mayor rushed towards the men dragging Mirabel out of the car…
” Mirabel…” He screamed
” Please…help me, she is my wife …please help me…My son is in the vehicle …please …” Mayor cried out…
” The mother is dead! but the child is still breathing!” A man said
” Please…let’s take them to the hospital. Please where is the nearest hospital!” Mayor said screaming
” It’s true…Let’s take them to the clinic ” A weeping woman said
With the help of the crowd, Mayor got Mirabel and Austin to the nearest clinic.
*******
” They are both on Life support…I thought I had lost Mirabel, but I am so grateful she is fine now!” Mayor said to Joan over the phone
” What about your son?” Joan asked
” He is also stable, but still in the ICU.”
“But what were they doing there?” Joan asked
” Beats me as well, my wife isn’t someone who monitors me.” Mayor said
” So what about him?” Joan asked
” Who? Austin ? I told you he is in the ICU.” Mayor said
” No, I mean the boyfriend.” Joan said ” Do you know where he is!”
” Joan, are you seriously asking me that? Joan do you have an iota of human feelings. I told you the two most importantly people in my life are in between life and death and you asking me about some guy?” Mayor said angrily
” Mayor, use your brain…if you do not find that guy in few hours… Moko will ki|| your son!” Joan said frankly.
” Mayor, I am on your side…I don’t want you losing your son.I have my family too… Please find the guy. Leave that hospital and find that guy.”
” How? He is gone!” Mayor said as he broke down in tears.
” I will try to help you find where he is. Give me five minutes.” Joan said
” Ok!” Mayor said ” Joan!”
” Yes!”
” Thank you…but please don’t let me lose my son…”
” I will do my best!”
******
Rekky laid there listening to the conversation from the end of the woman speaking. She could understand that Osmond must have escaped and something had gone wrong with the family of the man who kidnapped her.
Rekky could perceive someone walking close to her.
” Who are you? You have a strong will to live and also some forces are preventing you from dying and these forces do not mind who dies to keep you alive.” Joan said to Rekky
Rekky couldn’t answer but her answer definitely had to be…
” MY Father!”
Rekky knew she was a beneficiary of her father’s good life.
” Don’t bring your bad luck near my family. I must see to your end.” Joan said
With that Joan walked to her consulting chamber. She needed to track down that boyfriend.
*****
Tams couldn’t believe Martins could not be tracked as well. His two mobile numbers were unreachable. She could hear one of the Police officers speaking to someone called ” Madam Chioma”. She wondered who that was.
By this time, Rekky’s phone too was unreachable.
” Sir, is it possible to track their phone numbers?” Tams asked
” We can’t do that until after 24 hours!”
” We don’t have 24 hours…My friend has been kidnapped. I heard the conversation between her and the kidnapper before she suddenly went mute.”
” Madam, please …Let us do our job.”
*****
Osmond kept looking out through the window. He couldn’t wait for the dark when he could go meet the herbalist for the final stage of the ritual. He kept wondering why that man was looking for him. The picture of Rekky on the floor didn’t make sense.
” Was she in an accident?” Osmond asked…
” Or did her husband find out? And he ki||ed her? Is that why they are looking for me as her boyfriend?” Osmond thought as he swallowed hard
*******
” I have found him! He is at an hotel. From what I saw on the pillow he laid his head on, the name of the hotel is Hotel 23…I googled Hotel 23, and I found it. It is at Bismark court.”
” His room number?” Mayor asked
” Mayor, how am I suppose to know his room number?” Joan asked with irritation in her voice.
” I am sorry…thanks anyway. I will work on what I have..” Mayor said. He couldn’t wait to ki|| the bastard.
To be continued