CHAPTER 27


    Selena watched her siblings talk excitedly on the phone and smiled secretly to herself as she waved


    the hand fan in her hand, blowing breeze on Mr Simon. Mr Simon was a heavy sweater and the heat


    had him sweating so much, water beats rolled down his exposed chest, down his stomach and


    disappearing into his trouser. Sweat beads formed on Selena’s brow and her hands ached as she


    fanned Mr Simon but that was the least on her mind. Selena watched her siblings with keen interest as


    they passed the mobile phone around talking to none other than IK. Oh how she longed to hear his


    voice again. It had been so long. It was nothing but three weeks but it sure did seem like three years to


    her. Amanda and Solomonughed from time to time and Selena felt jealous. She should be at the


    receiving end of her brother’s words and jokes, oh, what she’d give to see her brother again… Amanda


    walked up to Selena suddenly and propped the phone before her. Selena blinked. “IK wants to talk to


    you” Selena froze, staring at the phone in Amanda’s hand with confusion and fright. Mr Simon looked


    up at her. “Selena? Are you not going to speak with your brother?” Selena stared for some seconds


    then shook her head. “You don’t want to talk to him?” Mr Simon looked as shocked as Amanda.


    Solomon didn’t understand much of what was going on but Selena was sure. She wasn’t going to


    speak with her brother. It was the price she was willing to pay to see her brother again. Selena shook


    her head stiffly. “I don’t want to speak with him” she muttered with a sober look. Mr Simon collected the


    phone, looking confused and put it against his ear. Selena couldn’t listen, she dropped the hand fan


    and walked out of the sitting room. She really wanted to speak with her brother but she knew that


    beyond hearing his voice, she also wanted to see his face so badly. And weirdly, she had the feeling


    that starving him of her voice would make him stay alive long enough to not only hear her voice but see


    her as well. She only hoped that she wouldn’t regret it… she prayed that the time wouldn’te when


    she wished she had savoured the sound of his voice while she had the chance. ***** Sh Dongmo


    sat in her seat, her fingers shook violently where theyy on herps as she smiled tightly at the men


    seated across from her. The silence was so deafening and Sh couldn’t begin to imagine just how


    silent the graveyard would be. “I’m sorry, I didn’t get your names” she muttered, breaking the silence


    with a smile frozen on her face. “Our names are unimportant” one of the guys dropped stonily. He was


    the taller of the two guys, the one with the most frightening look and also the one Sh spotted a gun


    on. “We prefer the anonymousity.” he finished with a small frightening smile. Sh swallowed, keeping


    her frozen smile on her face. “Oh… Well, be my guest, sirs, I am Peju, by the way. Would you like me


    to… call my sister for you?” she said, stretching her hand across the table to pick her big phone. The


    eyes of the second guy snapped. “No, don’t. We’d just wait for her. We want to… surprise her” he


    smiled, revealing smoke coloured teeth. Sh dropped her phone, making sure that they saw her do


    that. She rxed somewhat nonchntly against the backrest of her chair, then snapped up, with an


    audible sigh. “Please excuse me guys”, Sh’s heart raced wildly as she noticed the fastening of their


    eyes on her, watching her like a hawk. “I have to visit the convenience” she quickly exined, looking


    as casual as possible, “but do make yourselffortable, I’ll be back in a bit” She turned her back on


    them, walking towards the bathroom with her heart in her mouth. Her hands were shaking beyond


    control and she carefully kept them in front of her in order not to give herself away. Finally, she opened


    the door of the bathroom and entered, closing the door firmly behind her. She leaned against the door,


    breathing heavily with her eyes closed. Snapping her eyes open, Sh searched the inner part of her


    skirt and grabbed the small phone she hid before those men walked in. She knew who those men


    were. She needed no one to tell her before she knew that she was face to face with assassins. What


    had she ever done to anyone to warrant this? Sh swallowed as her shivering hands punched in her


    husband’s number. She dialed and ced the phone agaibst her ear, turning to stare at the door as


    though she could see the assassins through it. She hopped nervously as she waited. “Oh Cal” His


    nickname. she whispered immediately she heard her husband’s voice on the other end. “What’s wrong,


    baby?” “Cal, you have toe back here with your bodyguards, police, army, anything” she ranted as


    she started pacing the bathroom nervously. “Calm down and tell me what’s wrong” her husband


    snapped. “There are two men in my office now, Cal. They look like assassins and I saw one of them


    with a gun, I am so scared Cal” “Turn the car around” Mr Dongmo bellowed, obviously to his driver.


    “We’ll be there soon, baby, we are not so far from the za. Where are you now?” “In the toilet” she


    muttered. “I lied to them, they don’t really know I’m me” “I don’t understand that but stay in the toilet


    there, lock yourself up there. Don’t get out, do you hear me?” “I’ve been here for a while. If I stay


    longer, they’ll suspect a thing, I’ll go back in. Hurry up” she whispered. “No, Sh don’t-” Before her


    husband could argue, she hung up. She made sure the phone was silenced before hiding it perfectly in


    the folds of her skirt. She knew her husband wouldn’t agree to her going back in there but she had to


    go back. On one hand, staying back could alert the assassins that she knew something; the could


    break the bathroom door and kill her anyways or flee out of danger of being caught. She couldn’t allow


    any. If anything, she needed to know who hated her so much that he wanted her dead. She pushed


    down the flush button of the toilet, took a calming breath and exited the toilet. “Sorry for keeping you


    waiting” she murmured, smiling awkwardly. The faces of the men, if anything, looked more ferocious


    than before. Sh turned white. They couldn’t have found her out, could they? Her stiff legs carried her


    to her seat just as shorter of the two guys asked her bluntly. “Are you sure you are the sister? I never


    knew Mrs Dongmo had a sister” he was looking so impatient, angry even. “I told you already, I am Peju,


    my sister is Sh. Why do you need her anyways? Whatever you want to discuss with her, you can


    also discuss with me” Sh tried to convey bold seriousness but she knew she was failing and they


    were disbelieving her words more by the minute. Suddenly, the door of the office opened and the men


    jumped out of their seats. Sh looked up, surprised that her husband arrived do fast but discovered


    with horror that it was her secretary. Why was she earlier? “Madam”, the secretary – Jenrayo –stared


    into the office, Sh tried her best tomunicate with her eyes but her secretary was just too


    unobservant. She looked surprised to see people in the office. “I’m sorry ma, I didn’t know you had


    guests, someone is here to see you” she muttered, looking ufortable. Sh jumped out of her


    seat as the men looked from Sh’s secretary to Sh, looking furious. “She is Sh Dongmo” one of


    them barked. “Yes” “No” Sh and Jenrayo chorused. Oh no! I’m dead. Dongmo, where are you?


    Sh yelled internally. “I told you Mac, I told you she’s lying.” The shorter guy snapped as the other


    guy brought out his gun. The secretary shrieked and tried to escape. Immediately, Mac fired a shot in


    her direction, connecting with her upper arm. Sh’s scream merged with Jenrayo’s as she fell on her


    face, kneeling before the guys. “Please… please don’t… don’t shoot… don’t kill me, pleeease” she


    cried guarding her head with her hands. “Lift your head” Mac snapped and Sh obeyed without a


    second thought. “Ehen, so you had the guts to lie to us abi?” “Nooo… Please…” “You thought you are


    smart, but you cannot be smarter than death” he hissed through clenched teeth. “I would have given


    you the chance to say yourst prayers before but you don’t have that grace now. Say hi to the devil


    when you get there” he said smiling devilishly. “No… Nooooooo…” He pulled the trigger. ***** IK stared


    at his parents with a sober look on his face. “Selena refused to talk to me” he muttered with a frown.


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    Florence and bimbo were equally as stunned as IK was. Now that they thought of it, Selena hadn’t


    spoken to IK ever since they left for the hospital. Could something be wrong? Selena was always


    weird, she always thought and acted older than her age demanded. “I’m sure she was upset over


    something. Maybe Amanda or Solomon got her angry.” Florence tried to pacify IK. She didn’t want


    anything to upset IK again, not now. “We’ll call again in the evening, I’m sure she would talk to you


    then” bimbo added. IK shook his head. “She won’t” Florence and bimbo frowned. “Why? Do you have a


    quarrel with her?” IK shook his head. He knew what she was doing. He knew Selena so well and he


    could tell the reason why she didn’t want to speak with him. Many times, Selena had stunned him with


    her actions and this was definitely one of those times. But why on earth was she freaking wise?