CHAPTER FOURTEEN.Ding!The message alert sounded.(Call me ASAP.)Detective Flynn rubbed his dizzy eyes, and read the message. He had dozed off in his car after eating his pepperoni pizza. He read the message again, sighed and focused his eyes in front of Mr. Peter's house. After what seemed like forever, Carey finally stepped out of the house, in blue tight jeans and crop top. From the way she locked the door, Detective Flynn knew she was hastening. Detective Flynn drove up the street slowly, following each direction Carey took. He finally stopped and parked in front of a grocery store Carey entered. He came down and leaned on his car, holding a bottle of water in his right hands, he played with, to kill time. Carey didn't spend time in the grocery store. She came out almost immediately, with a deep frown on her face. "Carey!" Detective Flynn called out and waved. "Hi.." He wore his best smile. Carey reluctantly walked to Detective Flynn, "Hi..Flynn, right?" She managed a smile
CHAPTER FIFTEEN. "Delma!" Inna called out in fear and raced to Chief Onapuruagu's living room. Inna stared hard at Delma for a moment, before she spoke. Delma was perfectly fine. Nothing seemed wrong with her. She didn't look hurt. She rather looked happy."Delma, why did you scream like that? You gave me serious fright, I thought something bad was happening to you." Inna said.Delma laughed, "The only person something bad is happening to right now is your Coco. I just got off the phone with Chief Onapuruagu, and he instructed that no one should let Coco inside this house, incase she comes around. Same thing with his office." Delma continued laughing. "I'm so enjoying this moment.""Enjoy while you can, it won't last. And Chief Onapuruagu reacting like this only proves that he truly really loves Coco. He's hurt by her actions, and all these is obviously coming from a place of genuine love." Inna argued."Stop trying to console yourself with those words. Chief Onapuruagu is done with
CHAPTER SIXTEEN."You're right. It is indeed a treasure." Chief Kaave's voice echoed in the room. Both Coco and Pearl screamed in fear, clinging to each other. Pearl had already pooped in her pants. "Dad..is that you dad?" Coco asked, searching the room to see if at all her dad or anyone was there. She called out again, "Dad!" "You don't have to steal the lighter. It's yours." Chief Kaave's voice came again. "You also didn't need to steal the keys to this building. I was fixing the place for you, to spend this year's Halloween, with your friends." "Come out dad. Stop playing with me." Coco's voice suddenly became confident."Make sure you're back to school by tomorrow." Those were the last words Chief Kaave said, and the teenage girls didn't hear from him again. Pearl spent the whole of that night in fear. With the mindset that they were being monitored in the house, the two girls were on their best behavior that night. Early Monday morning, they returned back to school. No one, e
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN. Detective Flynn and his team, escorted by Delma, stepped out of Chief Onapuruagu's house and walked towards his direction. He was sitted in his garden, smoking cigarettes. His head was filled with thoughts of Coco. Was Coco Kaave truly missing, or, was this one of her numerous games? He concluded, she had fled the city to avoid prosecution. Chief Onapuruagu looked at Detective Flynn and smiled at his foolishness. He was wasting his time searching his house for Coco. Even if he was working with Coco, using his house as her hideout was a very dumb thing, he, Chief Onapuruagu would never do."Incase you see or hear anything about Coco Kaave, please do report to me." Detective Flynn said when he finally reached Chief Onapuruagu's garden. "Emphasis on 'report to me'..huh?" Chief Onapuruagu looked at Detective Flynn with a challenge in his eyes. "Thank you for your time Chief Onapuruagu. Sorry for the inconveniences." Detective Flynn responded. He was in no mood for s
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN. "I'm on it sir. We are doing our best." Detective Flynn said and saluted his boss, Sir Edwin on arrival to Sir Edwin's office. "That's all I've been hearing all week. I want results Flynn. Results!" Sir Edwin looked up from his desk and snapped at Detective Flynn. "Sir, I am hundred percent sure she's hiding somewhere out there from the police and FBI. She is not missing or kidnapped." Detective Flynn replied."I know she has a murder case in court, but still, we cannot turn a blind eye to the fact that she is missing. Guilty or not, find her Flynn." Sir Edwin removed his eyeglass and dropped on his desk. "I left her under your care. You said you had your men following her everywhere, and now you can't find someone you've been following? This doesn't make sense Flynn.""I'm very sorry sir, but I'm on it." Detective Flynn tried to defend himself. "Damn those words! Don't let me rule a line through your name, rather than under." Sir Edwin threatened. "One week. I
CHAPTER NINETEEN.Detective Flynn barged inside Sir Edwin's office, in rage. When he got there, Sir Edwin was on a phone conversation with someone. Detective Flynn, appeared to be about to speak. But he said nothing. He smacked his forehead with the palm of his hand and paced round the room, impatiently waiting for Sir Edwin to get off the phone. "I'll call your back." Sir Edwin ended the call that was supposed to take an hour. He looked up at Detective Flynn. There was a pause that seemed ready to become long and awkward. Detective Flynn broke the silence. "I received and read your email."Sir Edwin nodded, dazed at his reaction. "Very good then." He looked into Detective Flynn's eyes. "And remember, if you need anything at all before I call you again, you know my direction. Feel free to call on me, or send a message." "You can't do this to me sir. You can't fire me. Please..give me the last chance. I promise to bring good results." Detective Flynn pleaded. "You spent five hund
CHAPTER TWENTY. Carey cried bitterly as Detective Flynn, Detective Lauren and two other officers handcuffed and took Pearl away in their van. Brandy did the much she could, taking Carey upstairs, to their living room. She helped Carey sit on the couch, and handed a glass of cold water to her. Carey sipped the water while she sobbed and tried to stay strong. For the first time in a long while, she felt the absence of their mother, she greatly missed her."I've called dad. He's on his way to their office." Brandy said, while she cleaned Carey's tears with face wipes. "Don't worry. Pearl will be fine." "That diary is six years old. I know Pearl, she wrote that out of anger, pain and hurt. Pearl cannot hurt a fly..I am sure Pear doesn't know where Coco is." Carey said. "Carey, let the FBI do their job," Brandy replied."Oh really?!" Carey lost it, and screamed. "It was easy for you to believe Coco six years ago over the death of our mother, but this day, you can't believe your own si
CHAPTER TWENTY ONE. "Give us a minute Flynn. Trust me on this one." Detective Lauren whispered to Detective Flynn."Are you sure?" Detective Flynn asked. "Yes." Detective Lauren nodded, staring hard at Pearl. "I guess if this doesn't work then nothing else will." She was communicating in whispers with Detective Flynn."Okay. I'm outside." Detective Flynn said and left the room. Detective Lauren pulled out a chair, sitting opposite Pearl. "Let's get straight to business Pearl." Detective Lauren said. "Let me guess, another round of interrogation?" Pearl asked. "Please let me go. I'm certain by now the school must have replaced me.""I'll definitely let you go. All you need do is answer few questions." "I have no business with Coco." "Your diary says otherwise.""It was written six years ago. For God's sake I didn't mean those things I wrote in there." "Just answer my questions Pearl, will you?" "Let me guess again, first question is, 'where is Coco'?" "No." Detective Lauren