THE PATH TO TROUBLE

“Austin… I knew you were married, but you did not tell me that you have such a gorgeous lady in your home” Kate said through gritted teeth, hating every minute, admitting saying Blessing was gorgeous…

“Oh! My bad…I’m Kate Jones” she said while looking at Austin through the corner of her eyes

“I’m Blessing Austin Martin '' she said, stressing her name.

“Your eyes are precious…where did you get them?” she continued as she pinched her hand…since they were still shaking hands.

Kate made a fake laugh, as she retrieved her gaze from Austin.

“Ah Blessing!...how can someone buy eyes? And why would you think that I bought them?” she said as she retrieved her hand from the tight hold.

“Oh! That’s because it’ll be a sad occasion if you were to lose your eyes” Blessing said as she put a sad smile on her face. Of course Kate was no fool to understand the meaning behind her words.

Austin smirked…seems like his wife met her match.

“Okay ladies…calm down will” he had to extinguish the fire before it could escalate and bring more problems.

“As we all know, my company has been in partnership with your company: we think it’s high time we reach to greater levels Mr Martin” Kate said seriously over dinner.

“Please elaborate Ms Kate…what exactly do you mean by greater levels?... I thought we provided you with the most exceptional and out of range paintings…which half of Sydney can’t even afford?” Austin queried as he took a sip of his red wine…making his lips more red…so much that Blessing wanted to kiss him right there and then. Her thoughts were interrupted by a hand sliding up her exposed thigh. Looking up at her husband, she found him so serious…as though he was not the one who was busy massaging her inner thighs.

“What I mean is…that…um…the bosses are pleased with your work and they would like you to provide them with…” hmm. She cleared her throat before she could continue.

“They would like you to provide them with the paintings that are somehow antique” she said in one go.

Austin and Blessing shared a look that had doubts.

“Okay no problem…that can be arranged” Austin said.

“But there is a slight problem Mr Martin” she said hesitating to speak.

“Go on…” Austin urged her to speak. By now Blessing was paying attention to what she was going to say.

“The thing is…um…i…umm…I just found out that you were in jail, which you hid from the company shareholders.” She said looking at Austin’s face who shared a knowing look with his wife. And his face was sweating bullets. And at that Kate knew she hit the right nerve.

“I…um…pre…prefer we do not talk about Ms Kate…it’s all in the past” Austin said nervously. He couldn’t believe himself too, a man of his calibre was scared of his past.

Unbelievable! 

 “Please tell the company shareholders about your past for smooth cooperation Mr Martin…” she said and rose to her feet.

Was she indirectly blackmailing him?

Bloody hell

There was nothing that Austin hated than being blackmailed.

“Good night Mr Martin, it was a great dinner thank you! See you soon…Blessing'' she smiled at Blessing who had been quiet like a trophy wife. She extended her hand…only for Blessing to pull her in a hug. She whispered something to her … Kate looked so shaken that she would have collapsed if not for the table next to her, she looked white like sheets of paper and scared like a soaked kitten…leaving Blessing grinning like a cat seeing milk.

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“NO!... NO! …NO! ...You can’t, please let me go… I won’t tell anyone I promise you…please!”  she cried as she begged the monster before her.

“I didn’t see anything, please don’t kill me. And I promise you will never see me again” The little girl continued crying as she hunched up in a corner…terrified of what she had just seen happen to her friend. Shaking in the hands of her captor…she knew it beforehand, but she just refused it would happen to her…her little mind got curiouser and curiouser…

And now…

she just had to feast her eyes…and watch her only bestie being murdered

And watched her being murdered.

Cold blooded murder…and she has to live for the rest of her life reliving that incident every moment of her time

No! you can’t kill me… if you kill me, all your family will die and the upcoming generation think about it” she said trying to bargain with her captor…

She knew it would not work.

But there is no problem in dying having tried right?.

At least that’s what she thought

“No! You are a lying little girl! You think I will fall for your tricks…you’ve got another thing coming!’ The girl’s captor said obviously wanting to pounce on his prey. 

“Now die!” He said

“No! Are you risking that chance to see your grandchildren?” she asked seeing there’s no one to save her…she wanted a way to escape. Who wouldn’t try to escape when they are in the hands of the most wanted drug and the ruthless killer…who escaped from Mexico Maximum prison?

The drug lord whose first language turns out to be money and the second language is drugs.

‘The great Aurelio Hernandez’

“little girl... how do you think I will let you live after you discover my secret huh?!” did she consider him a fool to let her go that easily.

“Like I said…die!” he said as he picked up a gun and cocked it. She closed her eyes as she prepared for death.

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“Noooooo!!” she screamed out loudly wiping sweat from her forehead.

 “ Nevena… are you okay sweetie…it was just a nightmare don’t worry?” Mrs Tobias comforted daughter …who is always bothered by what had happened 10 years ago.

“Yeah sis are you okay?”15 years old Thompson asked his sister, whose sweat did not stop Wondering if the nightmares have begun again; for they have been trying to wake her up for hours now.

He pitied his sister a lot.

She was vulnerable and needed to be taken care of.

She was sensitive like a summer flower in the winter.

But, what bothered Thompson the most was… what his sister had seen in that warehouse and how she managed to get out unscathed.

“Come on baby… it’s just a bad dream go back to sleep now…shhh” Mrs Tobias said as she pacified Nevena.

“We don't want you going to work with dark circles tomorrow, do we?” she chuckled softly.

She too wondered when these nightmares would stop tormenting her daughter. As a mother, she had to be afraid for her daughter’s life.

She can’t even take her to a psychologist…for what happened to the last psychologist they took her to made her body shiver…

She hoped that there was someone out there who could help her daughter…