I knew what I was saying was getting into the men, especially the one that took me to them. But one thing I couldn't understand was why he was shedding tears. It made me wonder if he was a relative of the dead man, their boss, so I thought of using it to my advantage if so.
"I know you are sad he's dead, I also am. But don't you want to get justice for him just like I want to get one for myself?" I asked, Pretending to be sad.
" I'll tell you everything." One of the man said.
" Bro, but why would you...." The other man shouted at him, but the gaze his partner gave him, was enough to make him stop talking.
" I can't let my brother's death be in vain." The first man said angrily, throwing dagger gaze at his partner.
"I think I can offer you something in return for your willingness to comply." I said and all the men turned to look at me, even Enoch had to tilt his head and turn me to face him.
"If you tell me the truth and am convinced it's the truth, I'll help you out on ball and maybe get your sentence reduced." The sadness on the faces of the two men turned to shock as they heard me saying those words.
I could tell they couldn't believe what I was saying, but I care less. All I needed was the truth and am going to get it either way, be it giving them promises I don't want to fulfill or threatening them with what they fear the most. I continue with a fake smile, waiting to get what I want from them.
"My name is Andrew, and the man who tried to rape you is my elder brother, his name is Hanson, and this is our friend, Mike." The guy I now know to be Andrew said, giving us hope of the truth.
"We didn't want to kill nor rape you, but we had no choice since it was the wish of my brother's girlfriend. Miss Amanda was not the one who asked us to rape you, but the girlfriend of Hanson." Andrew said and pulsed for a while.
Like a bomb, something dropped in my heart, ready to explode. I couldn't tell if I have mistakingly accused Amanda because I hated her so much or because I think she's the only one who can hurt me. My mouth dropped open as I turned to look at Enoch who had an angry look on his face, probably thinking Andrew was not telling the truth.
For a while, Andrew stayed silent trying to gather his thoughts, making us wonder if he was going to talk or not. He took a look at everyone in the room and made sure the breath he took in was enough for him to talk, then cleared his trout before we heard him talking again.
"Auntie Amanda asked for something more, and Hanson refused her, but when Miss Gina asked for his help to punish you, he couldn't turn her down because she is his girlfriend." He said and my mind was giving me trouble in believe him.
Little by little, with pulse after pulse, Andrew managed to tell us everything that happened, before, during and even after the attempt to rape me. Infact all that he said confused and got me angry even more, but someone wasn't.
"I'll schedule for the court hearing to be in weeks time or maybe sooner, be prepared to tell the judge everything you just said." I heard Enoch's voice behind me and I knew he was not surprised with the outcome of the investigation.
I turned and took a good look at him and to be more surprised, he had his usual expressionless face on. It was as if nothing was even happing in the dark room at all. I got up from his lap and that was when he met my gaze and I knew he understood me better.
I turned to leave but Enoch held my hand to stop me, but in less than seconds, he let go of my hand when I turned to look at him again. I started walking out of the room when I felt someone following me, and since I knew it wasn't Enoch, I didn't bother to check who it was knowing it might be one of his men.
I didn't care either he comes or not, but as far as I was concerned, I was willing to go back home immediately. I walked pass the many metal doors and finally ended up at the door to Enoch's office, but not like I wanted to stay there.
Walking out of the building, I came to the entrance where Gideon brought me earlier, and like my body guard, he was there waiting for me or should I say his boss, which caused the one following me to turn back without a word. I went to the car and sat at the back seat, impatiently waiting for Enoch to come and take me home.
>>>>>>>>>>Enoch's POV<<<<<<<<<<
Not like I didn't know she could do it, but I was surprised how Abigail took over the interrogation. I expected her to be angry but she was even calm than I was. She even got the upper hand by making the criminals talk, and both I and my men could do nothing but watch.
I wonder why she didn't say anything as Andrew was speaking, even though I could feel she was more than angry. Like a fruit, I felt my heart being slashed into many pieces when I saw her standing and looking at me accusingly.
How was I to let her go when I felt she was leaving me, but what will be my excuse to let her stay when she still thinks I have a hand in what happened to her. Not like I did it but she blames me for what happened to her and I know why she thinks like that.
After a short time off writing, I left the remaining paperwork to my men and rushed out of the room to go after her through a shot cut way, but to my dismayed, she was out of the building instead of staying in my office.
I couldn't even explain to myself why I was feeling so anxious, as if a part of me was taken away from me forcefully. I watched as my driver lead her respectfully to my BMW, even though I could tell she didn't wish to be in it.
From afar and behind her, I could still feel how angry she was and I couldn't help but asked myself how a woman could look so calm and beautiful even though she was more than angry. I kept staring at her behind as she walked and a smile creep on my lips.
"Wait, is someone calling me?" I asked myself inwardly as I turned to my side and found one of my men standing beside me with a smile. I snatch my files from him and rushed after Abigail, but she was in the car even before I could think of stopping her, so I joined her in.
"Take me home, I want to rest my head." My heart skipped a beat when I heard Abigail saying, looking so angry.
"Of course am taking you home." I said with a smirk on my lips, trying to start a conversation, but she said no more.
I was beginning to get impatient with the silent and I had the best way to get her talking. I took my phone and texted a message to Gideon, to change the direction to my house and he did so without question.
"Gideon stop the car, I want to get off." As if we weren't in talking terms, Abigail asked without looking at me or even asking why am taking her to my house.
Gideon continued to drive us to my house, locking the doors of the car and driving in full speed on my instructions. Abigail didn't say more and non of us talked either. The silent in the car continue and all I could do was to send more text to those that needs to get it.
I thought Abigail will walk straight to the room and slam the door to my face or at least complain as to why I drought her to my house, and not to her house, but instead, she begin to walk out of my house immediately she got down from the car, and my heart started racing and pounding faster than ever.
I didn't even think of closing the door to the car when I got down from the back seat where I was setting beside her, and run after her. I hugged her from behind upon getting close to her and I feel her heart beating the same way as mine, and I couldn't tell why I loved it.
"Am sorry Queen, pls forgive me." I said into her ear as I kept hugging her. 'What! did I just say sorry, am I sure I just asked Abigail to forgive me? For what actually? For coming into her life or what? And she's not saying anything but just standing still.
For the first time in my life, I did what I don't remember ever doing, and yet I didn't get any reply. I expected myself to be angry, but I was calm than ever. "What at all am I feeling, why can't I control myself when she's close to me?"
I kept hugging Abigail as I asked myself dozens of questions, knowing my feelings towards her is different from what I feel for everyone, nothing like what I've felt before. I don't wish for her to be away from me, not even for a second, but how can I make her stay.
"Is this perhaps what they call love? Am I in love with Abigail, is she the one for me? No, this can't be it, because I've never believed in love." I said to myself inwardly and decided on redrawing from the hug, but even before I could, Abigail react to the long and wordless hug.