OSCAR
I can't stop thinking about Natty. She might have been the worst mother but she didn't deserve dying like a dog.
Everybody deserves a second chance in life.
That Barack of a bastard must have frustrated her to an extend of commiting suicide. We pass by the station and inform the police about the disappearance of Kyle. They read the note and they promise to help.
True to Natalia's words, Barack is there, waiting for nightfall to come and extort money from us.
We catch him by surprise and before he can grab Kyle, he runs towards us and the police are upon him, commanding him to drop the knife he is holding.
Before they could arrest him, he aims the knife onto his chest and stabs himself.
The police calls for an ambulance but he has bled to death before the ambulance arrives.
Kyle seems adamant. He doesn't want to go.
He comes next to me and whispers into my ears.
"That man killed uncle cliff and buried him inside this building."
"Why would he do that? Can you show the police where he was buried? "
"Yes. He killed him because he wanted to bring me back to you."
I take him to where the police men are and he narrates the whole story to them.
Cliff's body is received and together with Barack's, taken to the morgue......
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Having Kyle back in the house gives us the satisfaction we have been waiting for.
It saddens us to see him rolling on his mother's coffin during her burial
He might not have been old enough but he clearly understands that his mum is gone forever.
Things get back to normal and my businesses are doing better.
Sandra is doing better in school as well as my son Kyle.
He has learnt to live with the fact that his mum is no more.
One evening after dinner, we're busy watching the news when some breaking news pops up on the screen.
*Three women inmates have escaped from prison. The three who were identified as Shirleen, Peggy and Sasha Roberts escaped earlier today after attacking a female warden and used her gun to kill two wardens then escaped. Detailed news......*
I can't even hear the rest of the sentence.
"Sasha? Out? "
Sandra asks.
"This means she'll come after us for giving her out to the police! "
She looks confused, almost shedding tears.
"I'm equally confused love. This must be an inside job! "
"Noooooo..... This is not happening! "
Sandra shouts, raining obsentities on no one in particular....
"We have to be careful now more than ever. I'll employ a bodyguard to take care of you and our son. She can't harm you! Never! "
I assure her.
We have to report to the police for our safety. If anything happens to any of us, I will never be able to forgive myself!
I look for my phone to call them and I remember it's upstairs in the bedroom.
"I'll call them immediately we go upstairs."
Sandra is restless.
I'm just being calm because I'm the man and I don't want to scare bet more.
As we prepare to sleep, I remember that I was supposed to call the cops. I pick my phone and I find a text message displayed on the screen.
*I'm out.... Hide*
I don't need rocket science to know that it's from Sasha.
I show it to Sandra and she's scared to the core.
"Call the cops now! We're in trouble!"
I dial the stations number and a bored cop answers the call.
"Your choice police station how may I help you? "
His voice rents the air.
I explain to him my situation and he promises to speak to the OCS to send two armed cops to my home, not after laughing at me for being scared of a woman.
That's his business anyway.
We make sure we've locked everywhere and then decide to pick Kyle to sleep with us. We don't want him to be scared to death.
Sandra goes to pick him and five minutes later, she hasn't come back. I call out her name but she's not answering. I decide to go and see whatever she's doing and I walk towards Kyle's room.
I'm about to push the door open when somethimg hits me from behind and I fall face down, rolling down the stairs.
I try to hold the rails to no avail.
At the final landing, I succeed and hold firmly to the metallic side rail.
The lights to the sitting room are switched on and the darkness disappears when I see two gigantic men standing next to the TV stand, holding machetes with Kyle and Sandra tied together, unconcuious!
Before I can ask what's happening, I hear a familiar voice from behind.
"Well well well.... Look who we have here!"
I turn back furiously only to be held by a pair of strong arms.
"What do you want from us Sasha? "
I ask, as I try to entangle myself from their string arms.
"Aren't you happy that your sweet wife is back? We're getting married today and they are our witnesses...."
She says, grinning from ear to ear.
"You must be kidding me Sasha. I'm already married and I can't marry you.... Not now, not ever!"
I say with finality.
"Then I'll have to force you.... Skylar... Bring the papers and pen... "
One of the huge men retrieves a pen and paper from his back pack and hands it over to her.
I notice that my wife and son aren't moving and all my attention is directed to them.
"What have you done to them?"
I ask them, moving but the arms seem stronger than before.
"They'll be fine.... Give them time. But before they do, we'll be far far away from here....as husband and wife... "
"In your dreams woman... In your dreams... All this can happen over my dead body! "
"I can arrange that...you know?"
She asks, charging menacingly towards me.
She has a pistol in hand, aimed directly to my face....
"Any other word from your stinking mouth and I'll feed your brains to the dogs. So, redeem yourself while there's still time left! "
She ain't mincing her words.
I recoil in fear. I'm not ready to die yet.
I wonder how they got into the house.
Why does the police take ages before responding to people's cries?
I'm already giving up.
"Tell me Sasha.... Will you let my kid and wife go if I sign this paper? "
In mind, I'm sure they're just papers.... Mete papers.
"I always keep my word.... Nobody will hurt them. Before they wake up, we'll be on the plane heading to Madagascar for our honeymoon! "
"But you should have come with a reverend or even the Attorney General. That way, these papers shall be considered real... "
I'm doing all these to buy time.
I just hope against hope that the police arrives soon...
"Shut up and sign here! I'm running out of patience... "
She already has the gun on my head.
"Okay...okay......okay. I'll sign! Just don't dare lay a finger on them or else I'll divorce you even before we say *I do*"
I warn her, still buying time.
The two guys have already let go of my hands and they're standing at a safe distance.
I look from Sasha to my family and there's no slight movement.... They look dead.
I'm tempted to think that she already killed them but I don't want to take chances.
I'm planning to snatch the pistol from her because the two men has machettes only. I'm ready to risk. I can't stand her... She's disgusting.
I'm in no way signing those papers!
Hell no!
I have to take risks for their sake...
I bend down as if to scrutinise the papers and then I do the unthinkable.....