Threats

I was in Kola kitchen cooking when I received the first call. The gas was on, soft music was playing on the stereo which was connected to my phone Bluetooth, I was in comfy clothes which usually means one of Kola oversized t-shirts that look big on him and practically drowns me, I was dancing along to the song in a beat that made no sense, something I wouldn’t have done if Kola was present, as far as he is concerned, me and the music is one so I never go off beat… well, a girl has to keep some secrets.

The music was suddenly cut off, then the automated female voice called out a number slowly, I quickly cleaned my hands as I went to pick my call.

“Hello”

“Good eve