At some point during the event, Sidney developed a massive headache and Bradley took her to his best friend's room upstairs in the hotel next door to the hall being used.
Sidney laid down and tried to sleep a little. The end of the event was still two hours away, and an hour's sleep would help her head aching less than it was aching right now.
The hotel was a three-star hotel and Sidney found the reason it was so soon enough. The wall of the hotel room was so thin that she could hear the couples next door having sex. She pulled the pillow over her head and pressed it down.
It was a minute past eleven o’clock in the evening. While she had nothing against couples having sex, she hated the fact that they were that loud about it knowing the walls of the hotel room were that thin. The oohs and ahhs were adding to her already pounding hard head and the pillow over her head did nothing much to block the noise out. She closed her eyes in a silent
Rain fell hard against the windscreen of the car as they drove to Sidney's apartment and it prompted her to pray they get to her place soon. She shook her head and smiled softly as she remembered that it was during a rainy night like this that she and Bradley had met. She glanced at Bradley who was focused on the road ahead of them with his eyes squinted in concentration. Her head still pounded but this moment didn't allow her to feel the ache as she should, although, it was already slipping right back in. What she needed was a good distraction. Maybe she would fall right into sleep if she removed all her thoughts from her mind. She shut down and closed her eyes, but it didn't work. Maybe it was the headache she was feeling, maybe it was the atmosphere but whatever it was, she felt like something was kind of wrong. They got to her building five minutes later and they saw some police car around in the front. Sidney
Unless Bradley had guessed wrongly, Sidney was embarrassed but he wasn't sure why. He would have found her reaction endearing if he was sure that she wasn't embarrassed to be with him. It was the last thing he expected. "Well, it's been a while I kissed a man, and you've kissed me before but not in a closed-door like this." She explained, avoiding looking at his eyes. "Oh!" He said. Now he found it endearing. What she said gave him a feeling he loved. "Sidney, look at me." He said. "No!" She said and shook her head. He pulled her face up to his and said. "You shouldn't be embarrassed by what happened. You're my girlfriend, and we are still going to make love. What would you do then?" He asked. When she didn't say anything, he asked. "That shouldn't be a problem, right?" She gave a short nod. Bradley frowned, still wanting to know more. "I supposed it's been a while since you had sex?"
Early in the next morning, Sidney was already on her way to Valerie's place with the bible nestled in her bag. Throughout the night, she had worked out a plan for her to start from and she was sure her friend will be glad to help out. The drive to Valerie's house took about twenty five minutes. She had called a cab very early so that she could get there on time. When the cab finally got to her house, she paid and walked to her front door, hastily. She knocked on her door and waited for response. She knocked the door again, and heard footsteps approaching the door. Valerie opened the door with a surprised look on her face. That reaction was expected as she had never visited her that early before. Not once. "Hi, Sid." She greeted. "What's going on?" She asked. Pushing past her, she dropped the bag she was carrying on the couch in her living room and sat down. Valerie closed the door slowly, and locked it, th
The trip to the cabin was smooth with no traffic on the way, but Sidney used half of the journey there to talk with Bradley, giving another version of why she had to leave his place without telling him. He told her how scared he had been to wake up and found her gone. He had berated himself for sleeping so heavy that he didn't hear anything at all. He also asked her why she didn't leave a message or picked her call the three other times he had called her before she picked on the fourth time. When they were done talking, Sidney realised they had gotten to the road that led up to the cabin. It took them two minutes to get there. Valerie parked the car and they both got down. "Sidney, did you forget to lock the door?" She asked as looked to the door. It was closed, but it didn't looked like it was locked. Sidney frowned. "I did. I remembered that I did, very well." She said, frowning. The cabin was securely locked when she
Five minutes later, She finished cooking, and they sat down to eat their food. The food was fried fish and chips. Valerie looked around and said. "Where else can we search if we don't see it in the your father's weapon room?" She asked Sidney. Sidney shrugged and said. "I'm not sure where else we can search, really." She answered. She stood up to make coffee and put it into two cups. She handed one to Valerie "I think we should just go and come back later to search for it. It's getting late." She said. "We will leave after we search the weapon room. That's the only place we haven't search." Sidney replied. "Let's take the food back with us into the weapon room, so that we can resume searching for it. The earlier we search the place, the earlier we can get out of here." She said. They went into the room with the remaining chips on a tray with their cups of coffee, and some bread. Sidney moved
Sidney wanted to tell her mother what she had discovered, she wanted to tell her about the family bibles she had stumbled upon, but she decided against that as well. She didn't want to tell her because she knew that her mother was keeping something away from her. She wondered what reason she had for doing that. She chose to say nothing and shut her mouth. That was better that way, she was only doing what she did as well. She was going to tell her later, when she was sure of what was happening, and had understood the full gist of it all. "Thank you again, mother." She said, and hanged up the phone before her mother could reply her. She didn't want to have to talk long with her as she still has things to do. She went into her bedroom and grabbed a small travel bag that she would pack her things into. She was only going to pack things she needed for now, things that are essential in here day to day activities. When she was ready to go to Shi
Back in Valerie's house, Sidney and her friend both sat down in the living room on the floor with the twin books laid together, and with a small lamp turned on beside them. They both handled each of the bible and searched for the record section they were looking for. When they found it, they started to read, noticing that the Morgan book began where the Humphrey book ended. "Charles David Morgan and Michael James Humphrey decided that it was time they willed their properties to their only sons, Allen Morgan and Rodney Humphrey. Michael decided it was wise to will his property to who was going to work with it harder. For he had only one son, he willed the majority of his property to his wife, Rebecca, and the rest of it to Allen; his friend's son." Below the Morgan's book page, there was a small fine handwritten script that read: This book is incomplete without the other." They read. Valerie looked at Sidney. She understood what they just rea
BRADLEY's POV For the umpteenth time that morning, Bradley swore! He had woken up to find her gone, just like that, with no note left from her or text. He had been trying to get in touch with Sidney since she left his house early in the morning, calling her phone, but the line had not been going through. Either that or the phone was switched off. He just needed to hear her voice, to know that she was okay. He tried to call her once, and then twice again but it went straight to her voicemail. There was no point in leaving her a message, since he wasn't sure of what had happened to her. Fear, they say wasn't a good feeling at all. It starts from one's mind, formed by the brain and offered slowly to one sense organs, until you can feel, see, touch, ear and most importantly, smell it. And that was exactly what was happening to him right at the moment. He had woken up and had found her gone, with her bed made, as if she