Orion stood, looking intently at the man that just came out of his house. 'Who is this man? A FBI agent, in my parent's house, looking for my dad?' He railed off with his thoughts, thinking of every possibilities regarding the visits.
Akomolafe Jayden who just opened the door to leave was caught off-guard, not expecting anyone being in his point of view as he opened the door. His heart skipped at the unexpected sight, missed a step as his knee jerked, and....yeah, he almost lost a tooth or teeth..maybe his jaw bone. Orion, with a cat reflex, stretched his two arms which offered a braced support for Jayden to find balance. Thankful for the support, Jayden stood upright, clears his throat while adjusting his suit, looked at Orion with a glance and muttered "Thank you..".
Orion who was still caught up with his incredible feat, smiled and responded.. "You're welcome. Don't come here often, you wouldn't be lucky next time".
Jayden grunted. And left.
Feeling like a superhero, Orion stepped inside to see his mom preoccupied with what she just heard. "Good evening Mom, who's that man and why is he looking for Dad?".
Silence.
"Okay, I'll go to my room then till you're done".
Orion walked into his room, jumped into his bed, without even pulling off his footwear. He opened the cake foil he brought from Indigo's birthday, took a mouthful bite and hummed with pleasure... "Arghhh! Cake so good, just like her lips". Still reminiscing about what he had with her last night, he groaned, and his legs became warm.
"Oh! I got a letter, let me check it out". He said.
Tearing off the butterfly sticker on the envelope, he unsealed it, brought out the paper which scented like lemon balm, Ashanté's smell identity, he recognised. He opened the letter and started reading every words and lines. He observed how the pen ball rolled frictionless with every strokes. No excess ink or spillage were seen on the note. He swallowed hard with every statement, ruminating how delicate she had been while writing this.
'I love you, Orion. I want you to be mine'. Was the last statement on the paper, before the beginning of empty rows of nothingness. Like a space left for him to start his own story.
Orion picked his phone and sent Indigo a good night text, which delivered. Yet to be read, he looked up to the ceiling and hummed "F*ck it", as he started typing some things in Ashanté's dm.
He read the last message he sent 'Let's meet tomorrow', which was yet to be delivered. He took a look one last time, closed the dm. Checked Indigo's , she hasn't replied. Put off his data, and slept off.
POLICE HEADQUARTERS
It was a Sunday, 10:17am, Sergeant Chase was seen in handcuffs, followed by a police officer into a room. More like a questioning room. He was made to sit, while another man came in, in mufti, whom sat opposite, facing him.
"Good morning Chase, as you're a colleague, you'll be treated with due respect".
Silence.
He continued... "So, this is what we have for the day. Your plate number on a car was found leaving the school premise after the event. An older man was seen driving away the car. We also got the forensic report that the hair and footprint is yours. So tell us who, what and why is this happening? What are the coincidence?".
Now, you're wondering how we got here...Let me take you to a few days back. Remember when Cinderella hurriedly copied the report from her boss' PC. When Chase said he sold his car as scrap sometimes ago. Remember when the CCTV caught an old man driving away from Cape Town School premise...This was what happened.
CINDERELLA
Previous night, as Orion went into his room. Cinderella couldn't take her mind off the visitor. Overriding her thoughts came another form of curiosity, 'why did my boss use RODRYGO as her PC password, did they know each other before?'
She asked absentmindedly.
"I think I'll have to start digging". She said while standing up.
She washed her face, took her car keys, knowing no cab will be available by the time she'll be returning at midnight. She checked on Orion and saw that he was fast asleep. She left and drove straight to the laboratory. Expecting no one to be around, she heaved, came out of the car and walked straight into the building.
The beautiful laboratory painted all white, with different sophisticated instruments and machineries mounted at strategic points for use, were all engulfed in darkness. Avoiding the temptation to switch on the light, Cinderella put on the beam from her phone. She observed the surrounding, to make sure the beam isn't noticeable from outside. She moved to her boss office and opened the PC.
Light shone on her spotless face. Cinderella has always been a beautiful woman, flawless skin with succulent cheeks. It was as if the PC was putting her on a spotlight. Sad the PC has no mouth, It would have confessed it feelings. Cinderella waited for the PC to load up the password page, then she typed 'RODYRGO'. She was alarmed by the feedback.
'Password incorrect, 4 attempts left..'
"What!". She hissed.
A little tensed she repeated the password again, 'RODYRGO'. 'Password Incorrect, 3 attempts left'.
"Isshhhhh".... "What's going on, has she changed her password".
Cinderella stunned that all her efforts would be a waste this night decided to give it one last try before giving up. She sat squared with the PC positioned perfectly in her front, heaved, and spoke the password characters, one after the other as she typed. "RODRYGO".
'Welcome'. The PC beamed and opened up the desktop Windows page.
Cinderella cursed after realising her mistakes... "Issshhh". She said while rolling up her fist.
"Who is that?" Came the voice.
Cinderella froze, like a sculpture hit with a blast of ice cold wind.
"Who are you?". The voice rang again, from outside the office. Cinderella knew the office had no security personnel, so she wasn't expecting any hindrance at all. Then came a whistle and two other men calling at each other. She realised it was the vigilantes who often patrol the streets at midnight.
Seemed they saw someone moving outside...
Relieved, she relaxed her tensed up muscles and settled in for an adventure on her boss' PC.
First, she opened the reports, and saw Sergeant Chase details and identity, and a cross match between the samples and his bio-data. She gasped. Intrigued she dived in to get more details.
Next, she went through the Pictures, images of samples and microorganisms kept on appearing like out of a void, bored she might do this forever, she dragged the mouse all the way down to the last page, and there it was... Rodrygo.
Rodrygo has been her boss lover since University days. They were even planning to get married when something happened. Each picture she clicked showed every stage of their love journey. The most interesting one was the one that has the ring on a written note. Cinderella zoomed in on the notes on 100% to get the words to be readable. Still unreadable, she went to the last row of the notes and saw a few words conjured to be '...I realised you were seeing someone else, so I don't think this can work, Have a lovely life, Martha'.
"Hmmm". Cinderella sighed. She opened Documents and saw a file named 'New Folder'. It seems it was newly created and not edited.
She double-clicked the folder and saw the unbelievable. The forensic reports was being falsified. "What!".
Trembling, she went through and realised, the report she was to submit wasn't the real report. The actual culprit was Sergeant Chase, but the one her boss gave her was of another person, maybe a non-existent person entirely. Now it got to her that, she has unintentionally copied the original report out of haste, which meant only one thing. Her boss was protecting Sergeant Chase.
"Why would she try to protect him if she doesn't even know him?" She asked.
Then next, she opened Downloads on the PC and there it was, spread like butter on bread, the reasons for everything in the first place. She saw pictures of her boss and Chase together, nudes, and 'a sex tape'.....
"Martha was really that girl, huh!".
"But why would my boss send all these here on the office PC and not on her personal PC?".
Cinderella ruminates.
"Now it makes sense, maybe she was trying to clear all evidence when Rodrygo was probing, and also keep those memories not to lose them..."
"I seeeeeeeeeeee". She stressed.
Cinderella out of curiosity or maybe interest clicked on the video. The moans and activities in the video made her aware of herself. She could feel warmth creeping all over her cheeks, waist and thighs. She let out a breath of desire. A wave of guilt hit her and she felt bad for probing into her boss' moments.
She closed all folders, shut down the PC, dusted herself and went outside the office. She checked around, observed no one was within notice, walked straight to her car and zoomed off. All that preoccupied her mind throughout the journey back home was what her boss had done, and how she had mistakenly changed the trajectory of everything.
When she got home, Jonathan was surprisingly awake and waiting for her.
"Where are you coming from?". Was the first question that hit her when she got inside.
"Dear, I just took a drive to clear my head. How're you and why are you still awake?.
"A drive to clear your head at 3am?".
Cinderella, in the darkness of the sitting room navigated herself to the silhouette of her husband, kissed him in the lips and said, "Babe, Can you do me a favour? Follow me to the bedroom. It's been a while I felt like a woman". She pulled him by his tie.
Amidst his confusion and unrest, he followed her gently into the bedroom. It got to Jonathan that Sergeant Chase has been arrested because of the forensic reports. He had called Martha on why that could have happened and Martha swore she can't explain. Then it occurred to Jonathan that he was the one who told Cinderella to get the soft copy from Martha's PC, maybe she had picked the original report mistakenly and sent it..
Jonathan was so angry and lost, because he really can't blame his lovely wife for an innocent mistake. But he also can't forget that a plot has been foiled.
Cinderella pulled off her dress and unbuttoned Jonathan's shirt. She was really into her desires that she became dominant. Unzipping his trousers, she went down on him and gave a gawking 7000 horsepower that took Jonathan to cloud 9 in seconds. After a moment or two, Jonathan flipped her over and delivered devastatingly slow paced strokes to her back side. All aggression and frustration channelled down his third leg made Cinderella scream and moaned without restraint all through the night.
*Whew! That was some good flashbacks. Now back to course, what does Sergeant Chase has to say. Let's find out*.
"Sergeant Chase, I'm waiting for your reply. You have to answer me so that we can help you".
Silence.
"Chase, remember you're our colleague and we will try our best to help you out". He coughed.
Chase raised up his head to look at the man in front of him, his eyes laced with apprehension, "will you help me out if I say the truth?". Chase said.
"Yes, Chase, let the truth set you free..."
Chase cleared his throat and began talking.
Confessing all the ordeals and how it all started.
The investigator nodded all through the confession.
When Chase was done, the investigator stood up, stopped the recording and said... "Thank you for your cooperation, Chase".
Chase realising he had said too much, jerked and screamed... "You said the truth will set me free". He cried.
"Yeah, the truth will set you free, not the law, Chase".... "Good day, Sergeant Chase, my name is Akomolafe Jayden".