Chapter 22

Hank stood behind me with his arms folded, his eyes watchful and alert. I was sitting on a chair in front of the woman in front of me. A woman who I thought was blind and crippled and depressed. A woman who is now smoking a cigarette and crossing her legs comfortably with ease and confidence.

" I'm not Mrs Johnson, Kelvin," she began. " My name is Carmen. Carmen Julie. I'm a third-rate Nollywood actress. I was hired and paid to act as Mrs Johnson."

I couldn't say anything the shock of it all made me numb and dull to even move a muscle.

" You know, I liked you, Kelvin," she continued, drawing in smoke from her burning cigarette. " You've got guts and confidence. That's how a rich man behaves. Also you know how to make a woman smile and opened. I'd give that to you. You really gave me a hell of a fun time."

I knew I gave her a hell of a fun time but I still need answers. Who the hell is this lady since she isn't Mrs Johnso