Bukky's POVBukky Okoko sat on the chair designated for her by the elders of her husband’s family. Two weeks ago, her world came crashing down due to the death of her husband. She could not believe that he was gone. It was still a hard pill to swallow. She remembered the conversation they had that morning. He had promised her he was going to be the new Senate President of the House of Representatives. She believed him and could not wait to have the chance to brag about it to her friend when it finally happened. But life has been so cruel to her. Her husband, Senator Paul Okoko, was murdered on that same day he made that promise. A tear ran down her eyes. What was she going to do about their children? Who will become her best friend, gossip mate and defender? She felt all alone in the world and did not know what life would be like without her husband.Her husband was laid to rest after they had gone for church service and performed the traditional rites the day before. That Saturday wa

Bukky’s povReading the breaking news of the afternoon felt like a little victory for Bukky. She might not have gotten the justice she wanted at the moment, but hearing that Ike was suspended as the speaker of the house of representatives made her feel good. The whole country was in an uproar after she made her accusations against Ike earlier in the day. People demanded that he get arrested and put in jail, others called for his impeachment while some wanted evidence to believe he did something like that. She does not care if he had any supporters, she just wants him to suffer for what he has done to his family.She felt so alone now that everyone had left and gone back to their various lives. She was left to pain and bear the pain alone. She even got a call from the presidency assuring her of their cooperation, but she was not sure if she trusted the government well enough to handle the case without bias. The sound of her ringtone brought her back to reality.“Hello,” she said after

Ada's Pov Ada couldn't shake off Bukky's interview from her mind. She was exhausted from the baseless accusations. Sure, someone had called her and blamed Ike for her husband's death, but who was it? She needed that person to come forward with evidence. Ada was certain of Ike's innocence, but she had no way to prove it.Glancing at the clock in the sitting room, Ada realized it was already 10 PM, and Ike hadn't returned yet. Worry filled her, hoping that nothing had happened to him and that he was safe. She had taken the liberty of preparing his dinner and set it on the dining table. She knew he was going through a tough time, and she wanted to make him feel better. Ike was tirelessly working to prove his innocence, but Bukky's interview was causing even more damage. Every news channel was discussing it, and while some callers believed in Ike's innocence until proven guilty, many others thought he was guilty.Suddenly, she heard the sound of his car pulling up. Relief washed over her

Bukky’s Pov Bukky stared at her computer screen, reading a threatening message that had appeared in her inbox. The message, written in stark capital letters, bore a chilling command: "STOP TALKING IF YOU WANT TO STAY ALIVE." The sender's email address was listed as kiilla@gmail.com. Fear gripped her as she pondered why anyone would send her such a menacing message.Bukky had known that Ike was a dangerous man, but she hadn't realized the depths of his recklessness. He had already sent his henchmen after her for daring to speak out about the truth, and that, in her eyes, was a grave miscalculation on his part. She was resolute in her determination not to back down, no matter the risks.As she wrestled with the menacing message, her phone rang, startling her. An unknown number flashed on the screen, raising her suspicions. She hoped it wasn't the same person who had informed her about Ike's involvement in her husband's murder.Taking a deep breath, she answered the call. "Hello," sh

Linda’s POVLinda was confused about what was happening,she had her gun pointed at a woman who sat on the floor, seemingly in tears. Linda had heard the gunshot and hurried to the scene. She needed to know what had transpired, but she couldn't find Bukky. Instead, this woman was there, and Linda was filled with questions.Linda's voice was stern as she demanded answers. "Why are you here? Who are you?"The woman, trembling with fear, pleaded, "Please don't shoot."Ignoring her fear, Linda pressed on. "Why are you here? Where is Bukky?"The woman's response was chilling. "She's dead."Linda felt a sharp pain in her heart.What did she mean by dead“What? I want you to turn around slowly, if you try anything funny I will put a bullet through your sulk, now turn around and raise your hands up” Linda orderedShe watch the woman do as she had instructed before asking “what do you mean by Bukky is dead” while still holding a gun to the woman’s head.The woman's voice quivered as she