… Episode 22 …
I pushed Esther to her bed, grabbed the gun and rushed to my brother who luckily was still standing.
“are you hurt?” i asked nervously.
“thank God she missed, let’s get out of here” he answered and held my hand, but instantly, Esther grabbed me from behind and dragged me back to the bed, delivering few punches on my face.
My brother tried separating us but the muscular white guy closed in on him, throwing out a punch which my brother dodged. In no time, the room turned into a battlefield. My brother and I desperately struggled to wade them off and run away, while Esther and her guy did everything possible to hold us back. It really was a violent confrontation. In no time we were all bleeding.
However, the earlier gunshot and noise we made as we fought soon attracted everyone in the house. In a matter of minutes, the room was filled with surprised white folks, the two Nigerian gate men and two other black male servants.
We were instantly separated and surrounded while Esther smiled with a triumphant look in her eyes.
“they came to murder us in our sleep. Can you imagine?. She even brought a gun” She complained breathlessly, while every other person in the room gasped with shock. Damian’s mother came forward and looked into my eyes.
“how did you get out of jail? why did you kill my son, why are you here? and what did we do to you?” she asked coldly.
Tears fell from my eyes, I breathed deeply and controlled myself. I had to act cool. It was the first time I was being given a listening ear.
“I never killed Damian, I never killed your son. I doubt if any black woman will kill a man who has good intentions for her. I came here looking for answers. I had to brave all odds to be here. The police believe Esther killed my husband. I had no choice than to try to get a confession out of her” I poured out.
“don’t tell me you are listening to that b—h?” Esther suddenly shouted. I turned, looked at her and smiled.
“oh no they won’t listen to me but will listen to this” I smiled, pulled out the small recorder which surprising was still recording, stopped it and turned on the tape.
The whole room went dead as everyone listened.
… Episode 23 …
The tape wasn’t as audible and clear as I hoped it would be, nevertheless it was loud enough for everyone in the room to listen easily. My heart pounded with excitement as everyone listened to Esther’s confession which really was accurate and up to point. Such a perfect confession it was…
Seriously Esther underestimated me by not thinking that i could come up with such invention. Yea just like most of the white folks in the room, she thought we blacks were foolish and incapable of thinking straight. I never knew what gave them such mentality, however, i must confess, none of them uttered such word to my face but their behaviour clearly showed the resentment.
The first rule of every fight is never to underestimate your enemy but Esther clearly abused that rule and sold out herself in a way i never imagined. Seriously i never expected her to give such detailed confession to me. It was simply amazing and unbelievable.
Her behaviour was a very stupid one but to be sincere nobody would have expected a woman in my condition to come up with such an awesome plan. She never had any reason to believe that i could come up with something very unique. In her mind, i was a very bitter woman who might equally be mentally unstable due to the trauma i was passing over my husband’s death.
As the tape played, she slowly coloured up while the atmosphere in the room grew tense and grim. I forced out a smile, nodding as the message delivered across to everyone in the room.
On getting to the part where the fight broke out. I switched off the tape and breathed deeply.
“That’s what i came to get. That’s my defence. I’m no murderer. You all heard the confession” i breathed with satisfaction. My brother came forward and took the recorder from me while the muscular guy who fought us minutes earlier, rushed to my gun which was lying on Esther’s bed, but before he could get to it, almost all the guys in the room rushed and held him down. Esther slowly sat on the floor and cried.
Esther slowly sat on the floor and cried.
“This is a setup. Nooo” she cried. Damian’s mother drew forward, hugged me and cried.
“you just changed my belief towards Nigerians. You went all the way to the end of the road to prove your innocence. You did what only few women will be brave to do.
While i harboured my son’s killer, you took every risk to find the truth” she cried bitterly.
“mum please stop. I’m just satisfied that your eyes have opened” i breathed.
It was such an emotional scene. Oh how i wish you guys were there to witness it all.
So what happened after??… Hmmmmmmm
To Be Continued Shortly… Watch out!!!
