9. Uneasy heart

The day was tiring. The cab stopped in front of my building. I paid the driver and rushed to my apartment. I badly needed a cold shower to calm my brain down.

The door was locked it means Megan had still not returned. With shaking hands I somehow unlocked the door with spare key and turned the lights on. Ripping my clothes off of my body, I turned the water tap on.

The water was mild and I sank myself in the bathtub. This is my favorite place after my bed. I still could not erase those images off my head.

"Could Max Stokes really kill her?"

This question rotated once within

a minute.

"But he was in the meeting with all of us!"

I answered my own question.

"May be he ordered someone to fulfill his task!"

After the good bath of thirty minutes my aching muscles relaxed but the headache became more worse. So after changing into my grey sweat shirt and plain pajamas, I made my way to the kitchen.

I grabbed the rice we have stored in the morning, out of the refrigerator and pour it in a pan. How would I face him next day?

I clearly remember the way his eyes bored into mine when Tisha's body was carried away by the cops.

He caught me suspecting him being the culprit. Would he avenge me for my this daring gesture?

I was too lost in my thoughts that I didn't realize when I burnt my hand as the hot liquid fell on the back of my palm.

"Be careful Ella..." I heard Megan as she put my hand under the running water in the basin.

It soothed me .

"You just go back to your room! I will come in a couple of minutes with your} plate of food" she pushed me out of the kitchen.

I stood in the door step, my eyes looking in the mid air, "Did you see the news?" I asked her.

"What news?" her question amazed me.

For God's sake someone in my new office got murdered, did not see the news flaring in the news channel.

I didn't revolt and went back to

my room. May be she had been busy.

I turned the T.V on to watch some good movie to divert my mind but the channels were flooded with the same news which different news agencies represented with extra twist of their own to highlight the incident more as it was related to my boss, Max Stokes.

It was definitely a blow in the corporate world and an excuse for his enemy to celebrate as the beginning of his doom.

However, the headlines left me grasping for air.

'An employee from Array & Thrice murdered, resources say it's the work of the enemies to degrade the CEO, Max Stokes!'

Unbelievable!!!

The same media people whom I have seen speaking against him were defending him on their news channels.

"Arghhh God!" I switched off the TV and ran my fingers through my hairs.

"Relax, everything will be normal

in few days. You know he is Max Stokes, he has money and power to turn the table in his favour" Megan mouthed handling me the steamy rice with curry on top of it.

"But it doesn't mean he is behind all this, it might be some of his enemy too" Megan quickly chipped covering her words said earlier.

I don't know why but an urge erupted inside me to defend him from framing him as a murderer, like how Megan did.

Wasn't I blaming him as one few moment ago?

Then why do I want to second Megan's words.

Ugh, what is wrong with me!

"Whatever it is, you keep yourself a bit distant from him. He is the prime suspect of the murder, I hope you won't take my words seriously and linger around him like a bee!" she remarked trying to lighten the duration. "I don't know, but I am not getting good vibes of you working there so please be safe." she added further and the small smile that has come on my lips vanished.

"Dinner?" Megan asked.

"No I am not hungry" I refused siding the plate away, and she did not bother me again.

I popped aspirin in my mouth and gulped some water before laying on the soft mattress.

"Good night!"

"Good night babe, have a good sleep"

Megan and I wished each other before the lights turned off.

But that night I could hardly sleep throughout the night. The incident has left a deep imprint on my mind.

Tbc...