Chapter 26
"What are you doing here?" she asked, she is old so I can easily overpower her that's my only confidence.
"Listening to your plot," I said confidently
"Now you have heard it, what difference does it make," she said, isn't she suppose to be begging, perhaps I played everything wrong in my mind.
"I will go tell," I said standing from the toilet, I walked past her to go wash my hand, I need to play along too.
"Fine, go" she said coming closer "but who will believe a grandmother will plot against her son" she said, she's right, but she's forgotten one thing, we are in a global age, no matter how rich she is, she is born like 7-8 decades ago, that means she has no idea what technology can do.
I moved away from her, brought out my phone and started recording, my heart was frantically beating for I fear she might catch me, she is just behind me, yet she's oblivious.
"I've been thinking why will you want to kill you grandson?" I asked coming close to her, with my phone out of my purse, I made it look like am just waving it around.
"Cause technically, he's not my grandson," she said, I hope it's loud enough for my phone to record it, am so scared "Mr. Stephenson married me when his wife died, he already has a son, Eric senior, I never loved him, when I gave birth to Anayo my son" she said Anayo with much admiration
"I swear to make him king of Stephenson empire, I plotted with him and killed Eric and his wife, with junior escaping," she said moving away, with the fear my phone won't get what's saying I moved closer.
"So you killed your stepson and his wife because of inheritance?" I asked and she nodded
"But my son won't still have the company unless junior dies, and he's already trying to figure out all the money we loathed," she said and moved away too, I sense she's planning something like she's buying time.
"You already have everything, why dirty your hand for more?" I asked
"Cause the hunger for power is never satiated," she said and looking at her right now she looks like all these villains in Barbie.
"You won't get away with this," I said, she smiled.
"Already did" she answered, her smile gave me the creep, it confirms my suspicions, she has something up her sleeve, not waiting to find out what I ran off the bathroom, I just heard her scoff. As I ran I saved the audio, and by instinct I sent it to Eric Whatsapp without listening to it, I hope it's audible enough.
I came out to the hall and searched with my eyes for Eric, I wasted a lot of time in the bathroom, he must be worried, I looked and saw him with his mask, I rushed towards him.
"Eric something is wrong," I said, I figured he hasn't got what I sent him. He held me and shrugged, instantly I noticed it's not him, the person before me has no vanilla scent, his eyes are plain.
"Who are you?" I asked
"Your nemesis" he answered with a raspy voice, I get he's the person she called, I tried to scream but stopped when I felt something poking me, I look down to see a gun pointing at me.
"Just one sound, and I will shoot, move," he said, I know he wouldn't shoot, for the noise will attract attention, but I also don't want to risk my life so I moved. What to do.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, she is old so I can easily overpower her that's my only confidence.
"Listening to your plot," I said confidently
"Now you have heard it, what difference does it make," she said, isn't she suppose to be begging, perhaps I played everything wrong in my mind.
"I will go tell," I said standing from the toilet, I walked past her to go wash my hand, I need to play along too.
"Fine, go" she said coming closer "but who will believe a grandmother will plot against her son" she said, she's right, but she's forgotten one thing, we are in a global age, no matter how rich she is, she is born like 7-8 decades ago, that means she has no idea what technology can do.
I moved away from her, brought out my phone and started recording, my heart was frantically beating for I fear she might catch me, she is just behind me, yet she's oblivious.
"I've been thinking why will you want to kill you grandson?" I asked coming close to her, with my phone out of my purse, I made it look like am just waving it around.
"Cause technically, he's not my grandson," she said, I hope it's loud enough for my phone to record it, am so scared "Mr. Stephenson married me when his wife died, he already has a son, Eric senior, I never loved him, when I gave birth to Anayo my son" she said Anayo with much admiration
"I swear to make him king of Stephenson empire, I plotted with him and killed Eric and his wife, with junior escaping," she said moving away, with the fear my phone won't get what's saying I moved closer.
"So you killed your stepson and his wife because of inheritance?" I asked and she nodded
"But my son won't still have the company unless junior dies, and he's already trying to figure out all the money we loathed," she said and moved away too, I sense she's planning something like she's buying time.
"You already have everything, why dirty your hand for more?" I asked
"Cause the hunger for power is never satiated," she said and looking at her right now she looks like all these villains in Barbie.
"You won't get away with this," I said, she smiled.
"Already did" she answered, her smile gave me the creep, it confirms my suspicions, she has something up her sleeve, not waiting to find out what I ran off the bathroom, I just heard her scoff. As I ran I saved the audio, and by instinct I sent it to Eric Whatsapp without listening to it, I hope it's audible enough.
I came out to the hall and searched with my eyes for Eric, I wasted a lot of time in the bathroom, he must be worried, I looked and saw him with his mask, I rushed towards him.
"Eric something is wrong," I said, I figured he hasn't got what I sent him. He held me and shrugged, instantly I noticed it's not him, the person before me has no vanilla scent, his eyes are plain.
"Who are you?" I asked
"Your nemesis" he answered with a raspy voice, I get he's the person she called, I tried to scream but stopped when I felt something poking me, I look down to see a gun pointing at me.
"Just one sound, and I will shoot, move," he said, I know he wouldn't shoot, for the noise will attract attention, but I also don't want to risk my life so I moved. What to do.
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