Fatal Obsession

By J.M. Thompson

Mekedo came into the country seeking to improve her life. However, she landed in a labour agency which happened to be trading in human trafficking. the owner of the agency fancied her as a woman and he decided to move her to another safe house. There she would be under Jody's supervision. Jody herself was a bit of a nutcase using men and women as guinea pigs to perfect her aphrodisiac concoction. Mekedo and the rest of the women had no idea what was happening to their bodies.
Sam and four of his friends came through the same channels but after maiming the boss. They escaped from the farm. Fortunately, when they arrived at the big city, along with two other women they found a place to stay. within a short space of time but Sam and Michael found employment for some reason, their employer fancied both men but for different qualities each man possessed.
in due course, the woman claimed Sam was the father of her unborn baby. At the time none was aware that Sam could not father a child, he was therefore beyond himself with excitement of being a father for the first time.
His live-in lover, Mekedo became obsessed with the idea of becoming pregnant for the sake of keeping Sam hoping to become his wife sometime in the future. She became involved with shady figures despite all warnings from her friends. some of her friends thought she was being reckless by running around with mobsters.
Sam found out about her behaviour but he never confronted her. All he did was to break the men's hands and ankles leaving them crippled. no law enforcement could link him to the crimes of passion. He had friends in high places making him almost untouchable. he became involved in the politics of the country even though he was not born in the country trying to fix things for everyone.
His brother Joseph got married to a wealthy older woman who introduced him to some underground characters. Joseph was cunning and soon he was running the entire outfit he amassed plenty of money-owning factories which were listed on the stock exchange. Anyone that tried funny tricks on Sam and Mekedo met with thunderous storms never to wake up again.

• Language: English
• Publisher: J.M. Thompson
• Release date: Aug 16, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463984734

J.M. Thompson

I am a first-time writer. I have several unpublished manuscripts. Started writing almost ten years ago and publishers seem not to be interested in unknown writers. I am the eldest child with three siblings, but two have since passed on.Writing has become a hobby or a platform for connecting with myself. So many things happened in my life and most of the stuff about which I write has something to do with my life story.I am presently retired taking it real easy, but old age has its own complications yet that is how life is.

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Fatal Obsession

Book 2

Uncontrolled desires

By JM Thompson

Published by smashwords

By JM Thompson

Copyright 2016 JM Thompson

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Chapter 1

Kevin surprises Candice

Candice had been sitting in the car for a long time waiting for Kevin. She had no idea why he asked her to come along and let her sit in the car for so long. She felt the heat of the summer sun on her brown skin. Fortunately, she was wearing a micro sized skirt and a black lace top. She wondered why he was taking so long to come out of the house. She became curious and impatient.

Looking around hoping to see someone or even a dog or cat, she saw no movement. The place was eerily quiet as if no one was living in that space. The structure itself was of expensive taste and design with imposing tall columns. She became worried that something was not right. She got out of the car leaving her bag on the car seat and she walked towards the imposing double front door.

She opened the solid door slightly and stood listening for voices or any sound. She heard Kevin’s voice demanding his money. She heard a man’s voice responding meekly as if he was pleading for mercy. She could not hear the response clearly. Thus, she moved further into the house treading carefully towards the voices. She heard a woman’s voice saying something. She realised that there were at least three people involved.

Kevin’s voice was easily identifiable it was loud and clear. For some reason, he limited his vocabulary to four letter words whenever he was angry. He threatened to expose the man if he failed to pay immediately. Was he blackmailing him?

Maybe he was trying to scare him. She knew then that he was not what he appeared to be. His voice sounded threatening. A male voice responded meekly.

You will get your money soon.

Kevin said, I have been telling you to stop gambling but you would not listen.

A woman’s voice screamed, are you back with that bitch and gambling again, this time I am going to get rid of her.

Kevin tried to calm her down, relax; just now your blood pressure will shoot skywards.

Can you see now what this idiot is putting me through?

Was the man engaging in some sort of illegal gambling? She had no idea how many types of illegal or legal gambling forms existed. Candice was not interested in the man’s activities or choices. She was interested in the new Kevin she was experiencing.

The new Kevin seemed to overshadow the old Kevin of whom she was fond. The man standing tall in that room was a stranger to her. She did not appreciate his attitude of threatening people. Her life could become complicated because of people like Steven.

Was Kevin a bookmaker then? Maybe he was a moneylender. There were scores of moneylenders fleecing the poor and weak-minded. Most of them were charging exorbitant interest. She began to wonder how he was making his money. She had been living with him for at least five years yet he never mentioned the source of his income.

She walked stealthily towards the open door. No one noticed her as she was standing just outside the door listening. They were all looking at each other’s face. She could see all three occupants inside that room. She saw a man sitting on a swivelling chair by a desk. He seemed to be overweight with a double chin.

She saw a sexy woman sitting on the desk. Her blond hair was hanging around her face over her shoulders. Her beautiful legs were hanging on the side of the desk with thighs open wide enough to stimulate a man’s mind. She had greenish eyes and pouting lips. The bitch was stunning in her micro dress. She had a few rings on her fingers thereby confusing Candice as to her marital status. She did not the woman could have anything to do with any of those men in that room.

She was almost hysterical as she was poking the fat man’s forehead with her exquisite fingertip his stubbornness pained her soul. Apparently, he was her husband. Maybe the man was betting on racing horses. Maybe he frequented casinos to play slot machines or roulette. Some gambling people tend to be irresponsible or even irrational.

The man’s name was Steven. Candice was familiar with that name. He was probably the man Sam mentioned as Lucy’s attorney. He did not like him for untold reasons. Was he also Kevin’s attorney? She became more curious to know more about the relationship between Steven and Kevin. The blond woman could be interesting to have as a friend. She needed a female friend to share stuff only women understand.

But I do not have his money right now.

Do you have the money for your girlfriend?

What girlfriend, I do not have a girlfriend.

I told you that she wants one million rand by tomorrow.

That one can go to hell.

Kevin asked, who is this woman demanding one million from you.

That is Jody; she has gone berserk to think that I can pay her so much money.

Is she blackmailing you?

I borrowed some money from her.

So you owe her one million.

Who else do you owe?

No one else responded Steven.

Candice knew who Jody was. Everyone seemed to have something to do with that slut of a woman. She was the most charmingly evil woman Candice ever met. Jody was the kind of woman anyone should avoid messing around with her. She knew nothing about compassion. However, why was Jody demanding so much money from Steven? Either he borrowed money from Jody or he had something to hide.

Perhaps Jody knew something about him he did not want anyone else to know. Steven’s explanations did not add up, he was obviously lying about Jody. She wondered about the skeletons in his cabinet. She thought that he could be a dubious character. He could be worth becoming friendly with just to empty his pockets. If everything went well, she would surely come back on her own and establish some sort of friendship.

Kevin said, You have multiple problems. Why did you have to borrow money from her when you can hardly pay me?

She is blackmailing me.

Now why would she blackmail you?

The woman asked, Is it because of that black bitch of yours.

Kevin wondered why Jody was blackmailing him. He had no idea that she was capable of blackmailing anyone. He did not believe his feeble excuse. His wife was looking at him in disbelieve she was becoming frustrated even though she knew he was a fraud. Her hands went up and came down landing on her lap. She seemed to be giving up on him. She got off his desk and she stood looking into his pitiful eyes.

He looked away feeling ashamed. She slapped his face twice in quick succession foul words were coming out of her mouth. She then sat again on his desk and crossed her sexy legs. She did not seem to be aware of her dress exposing more flesh than normal. She was fast changing lanes needing to move in the fast lane with someone with enough guts. The situation was far from being normal. Candice was already aware of her bitchiness.

Isabelle’s mind was considering the negative effects of Steven’s bad habits on herself. His preferences were repulsive, she had no idea until then that he could go down on his knees for a black bitch. She thought that her friends might start gossiping about her.

She knew where to find Lucy. She wanted to say something to her. However, she was afraid of Jody. She knew about Jody being a cold, heartless bitch. She never could understand why he chose to represent her whenever she had a legal problem.

Oh Steven, what have you done this time.

He did not respond. He knew why Jody was threatening him with exposure. His involvement with Lucy complicated the issue. He was not brave enough to use the information he had about her to protect himself. He knew about her involvement in human trafficking and using foreign women as sex slaves.

He knew about her involvement with Marais. He knew that both had police protection. Marais had a few magistrates and judges in his pocket. Steven was the intermediary running errands for everyone.

Mekedo was one of those women whom Jody kept in the basement of her house but even though her clothes were in tatters, her beauty and elegance still sparkled. Having come from Somalia in search of greener grass, she was unfortunate to fall in the hands of Marais. He promised her the world but that came at a price.

Marais could have her. She was hoping to find a man who could take care of her but she realised soon enough that Marais was only interested in her pussy. He had been using her until Sam and his friends landed on his doorstep then his lifestyle changed forever. She was no longer his private dancer. She was not for sale as all other girls were.

Kevin knew nothing about these things. Jody regarded him as a client and nothing more. She had no reason to tell him stuff like that. Steven knew about her experiments with her sex concoction on such women. He knew that her late husband came up with the formula for women’s version Viagra but his formula was not authentic or even tested and certified. When Jody’s husband died, he was still working on perfecting the drug.

He knew that her real name was Wendy. Maybe he was afraid for his life. He was afraid of people like Joseph and Marais. He did not know that Sam and Joseph were blood brothers. Clearly the odds were against him not even the law could not protect him. Yet he could not break ties with the group. None knew how deep in shit he was.

He seemed to become pensive. His little daring scheme did not work out as he thought it would. He did not have a client to milk anymore. Lucy was no longer interested in him. Sam uncovered his little plot after she complained to him. He was in a real mental and physical crisis. He knew though that he could still find another cow to milk but he needed time. Kevin was not going to allow him the luxury of searching for another sex crazy rich bitch.

His miserable life took a turn for the worst. He cursed Sam for meddling in his affairs. His life-long habit of lying was catching up with him. His wife was about to leave him, Jody was threatening to expose him and Kevin could kill him. Lies can only offer a temporary shield and nothing more.

Well, Jody had the same problem with Sam. Lucy was the goose that laid golden eggs for Jody and Steven. Sam stopped the whole shenanigan. He was intelligent enough to locate their devices thus Lucy became free to do whatever she wanted to do in her house.

She did not trust him enough to tell him why Jody was blackmailing her. She too had something to hide. She was already in a sexual relationship with him. He was crazy about her antics in bed and his girlfriend paid the prize. Lucy was grateful for regaining her freedom.

The woman, Isabelle, said, Did your girlfriend dump you or what.

What are you talking about?

I have pictures of you licking her like a dog you are.

That is a bloody lie.

She pointed at an envelope that was on his desk.

Oh yeah, is this a lie. I think that you should pack your things and get out of my house.

She opened the envelope and took out a few photos. It was odd that he never noticed the envelope on his desk. She threw several pictures onto his lap. He grabbed the pictures with shaking hands. One or two pictures landed on the floor. No one seemed to notice but then none cared, there were enough explicit photos for everyone to see.

He realized that he fell into the same trap he set up for Lucy. Maybe his hired technician did not tell him that he installed cameras in the lounge as well. Maybe Jody gave the man extra instructions. He knew that Jody knew about his scheme. He was stupid enough to tell her everything that came to his mind.

She got off the desk again. She slapped his worried face again twice. Then she smiled as if she had a sudden bright idea. She became aware that she could have her revenge. She leaned against the desk showing off her sexy figure still smiling. Her reaction seemed to confuse both men.

Steven saw a malicious twinkle in her eyes. She never displayed so much anger before. He became more nervous. She became aware of Candice but she ignored her. She did not think much of her. She did not care to know why she was in her home. She did not know that Candice was Kevin’s live-in lover.

She pushed her bums on to the top of the desk sliding backwards on the polished top. She opened her thighs slowly and she crossed her legs. She seemed to be having fun while everyone else was thinking negative thoughts. Candice thought that she was teasing both men.

She was curious though to see how Kevin would react. She became pissed off at Isabelle, yet she stood there looking at her without saying or doing anything. She wanted to see those pictures. She thought that she might recognize the woman. Something was brewing in her mind.

Kevin took one picture looking at the woman’s face observing her smiling eyes. He recognized her as one of the wealthy women in the region. He knew about her husband being a stupid womaniser. He could not understand how Steven managed to fool her. That woman was not stupid neither was she a fool. He knew that he was posing as a legal advisor to unsuspecting rich women.

Steven dropped out before he could get his degree. He was therefore not qualified even to do internship. He decided that he could still make a living by associating with gullible women like Lucy. He made the mistake of associating with Jody. He managed to fuck most of them but some of them soon dropped him. Lucy dropped him after Sam exposed him. He was by then out in the cold temporarily.

Isabelle said, We are married for almost twenty years and you never once tried to eat my pussy, you rather lick a black pussy. How does it feel like licking a black stinking pussy?

You never asked me, I had no idea that you would want me to do that.

Okay, come now and taste my sweet pussy or get out of my sight.

Candice saw Isabelle uncross her legs. Then she lifted her dress exposing her inner thighs. Both men were looking at her as she invited Steven to service her. Steven seemed to hesitate. His mind could not adjust itself to his wife’s needs. He worried about Kevin’s money. He did not care much about Jody’s threats.

Kevin asked, Is this your girlfriend.

She is not my girlfriend.

So why were you are licking her.

Kevin was looking at Isabelle’s inviting thighs. He was standing close to her by the desk. He let his hand slide over her inner thigh while a debate started in his mind. He felt his dick move around angrily. Isabelle saw his bulge growing bigger. She winked at him. She got off the desk and she undid the bow of her G-string. She let it fall to the floor along with her dress.

Candice saw her clean-shaven pussy. She was watching as Isabelle massaged her clit in slow circular motions. Candice could do a better job with her finger. Even timid homemakers can get horny. Kevin was seeing a different Isabelle. He failed to resist the temptation offered to him on a silver platter.

Steven was trying to come up with a solution to his financial problems. How was he going to produce half a million within twelve hours? He had a huge problem and licking her pussy could not solve his problem. Kevin realized that he was not willing to touch his wife.

What type of a man are you. Does she have to beg you to fuck her? You do this shit with other women but not with your wife.

Isabelle said, Okay Kevin, bring it on, give me something delightful and show this idiot how a real man fucks a woman.

Candice saw Kevin drop his pants. She did not know that Kevin and Isabelle were fucking mates. They did that at Jody’s place. Steven was too stupid to figure out that one. She was looking with wide-open eyes as he pushed the thing into Isabelle. She saw Isabelle’s legs grip Kevin’s waist pulling him closer. Steven became alive. Nobody had permission to fuck his wife. Not even Kevin with all his money and power could fuck his wife in his presence.

Candice spoke softly is this something you do often. Stepping into the room intending to attack Isabelle but her switchblade was in her bag, which was in the car outside. She had no means of harming Isabelle effectively. Fighting with bare hands was a waste of time. Isabelle could even prove to be stronger than she was.

Both men were seeing her for the first time. Kevin smiled and continued fucking Isabelle the bitch was gripping his dick keeping it inside. Steven was looking at Candice and he did not recognise her. He thought she was stunningly beautiful in her brown skin. He did not question her presence in his house thinking he could use her first.

He saw her micro skirt, which barely covered her crotch his dick felt itchy, restless wanting to touch her flesh. He thought that he could do things to her pussy but the timing was wrong. Instead, he winked at her and she sort of smiled or grinned at him. He removed his body from the chair step ping towards her.

Then she winked at him smiling. She decided to show him her thing by removing her panty. He had never seen such thick swollen labia before. The bitch was probably horny so was his dick. She wanted to spite Kevin. She stepped closer to Steven smiling. He looked her in the eye and he thought that she was a hardened bitch. He thought of using her to shoot Kevin. However, she would rather shoot Isabelle if she had the chance to do so. She had come into the house to fetch Kevin instead the bastard decided to fuck another woman in her presence.

He took out his gun from the drawer. Candice was looking at the gun in his hand. She was deathly afraid of guns. Pee began to come out of her in slow drips. She could not control her valves. She did not warn Kevin about the gun in Steven’s hand. She seemed to be speechless. He moved closer to Candice. She wanted to run away but she could not move he was standing behind her his hand was on her pussy while holding the gun with his right hand.

He whispered something into her ear trying to reduce her tension. He grabbed her massive boobs with one hand feeling her nipples becoming hard. She seemed to understand his words. He gave her the gun but her hands were shaking violently.

She could not even pull the trigger. She missed the only chance she had of getting rid of Isabelle. He took it and he stepped away from her. Kevin and Isabelle did not seem to be aware of the immediate danger to their very existence. The sex was too engaging demanding all necessary attention to pleasure.

Steven was looking at Kevin fucking his wife feeling anger and shocked by their betrayal Isabelle was saying oh my God. She seemed to have become a Christian. Obviously, Kevin knew how to use his dick effectively. Isabelle was reacting like some crazy teenager having the best sex ever. She was oblivious to everything around her; all that mattered was that piece inside her.

Steven cocked his gun and he shot at Kevin but the bullet struck his wife. Even Kevin was slow to react. His hand was not steady. He pulled the trigger again in quick succession discharging two bullets and Kevin collapsed on top of his wife while his sperm was flowing into her.

Candice ran out of the house screaming. She heard several shots but she did not stop running. She stumbled on the uncut lawn and she nearly fell on her face. For a few seconds, she seemed to be crawling. She managed to straighten her torso. Her vocal chords suddenly lost the high pitch her voice became hoarse. She continued walking towards the gate fearing for her life. No one followed her. The place was once again as quiet as a graveyard.

The sky was beginning to darken. Ominous clouds were gathering fast. She felt tiny droplets of rain on her brown face. Someone within hearing distance heard her screaming. The person saw her hands flailing above her head. That person called the police having heard gunshots as well.

A car that was passing slowed down as the driver saw Candice trying to get away from danger. Then the car stopped and the driver walked towards Steven’s house. She was wondering why Candice seemed frightened. There was no one else around to course her any harm yet the bitch was trying to say something in her hoarse voice. She appeared to be in bad shape.

That woman introduced herself as Margret. She was a vibrant looking woman with a peaky nose. She appeared to be younger than she was. She was approximately thirty-nine years of age. She was older than Candice was by a year or two. Maybe her hairstyle changed her appearance. Her dress appeared to be an oversized shirt showing off her sexy legs. She was working as a free-lance reporter. She took pictures of the house including Candice even as it was drizzling lightly.

What happened in there?

That son of a bitch shot my boyfriend.

Who is that son of a bitch?

His name is Steven.

Is his wife Isabelle.

Yeah, do you know them?

I know them well enough; that is why I stopped thinking Isabelle has problems, let me call the emergency services.

My boyfriend could be dying as we speak.

Does that car belong to your boyfriend?

Yeah so what about the car.

That is a very expensive car.

She then called the emergency services from her cell phone. She explained that peoples’ lives could expire. Then she looked at Candice wondering why her boyfriend was in Steven’s house. Candice did not give her the impression that she was a decent woman. She was showing too much flesh. She appeared to be a prostitute or a real slut. Margret knew about black girls roaming the area selling their pussies.

If clothes define a man, so would clothes portray a woman as whatever. A great majority of modern women show as much flesh as possible. No one can guarantee that all of them were wearing panties. Candice was no exception but people tend to judge others randomly.

Margret did not believe that whoever was in that house was her boyfriend. The drizzle became a downpour. Candice turned and she ran towards the house. Margret followed her. Her dress was clinging to her body like a second skin.

Who is your boyfriend if I may ask?

That has nothing to do with you.

Judging by his car parked in the driveway, he must be fucking rich.

He is wealthy all right but that is still none of your concern.

If all this is nobody’s concern why were you outside seeking help?

Margret had seen the Mercedes coupe parked by the entrance suspecting that it could be Kevin’s car. She imagined that the car belonged to the man inside Steven’s house. She thought that the man picked up Candice somewhere and he was probably going to screw her in Steven’s house but something went horribly wrong. It was obvious therefore, that he was friends with Steven and his wife. So then, why did Steven shoot his friend?

Margret and Candice had no idea that someone heard the gunshots and alerted the emergency services immediately. They heard sirens blurring from a distance. They saw red and blue lights approaching fast. They were standing under the patio, their clothes soaking wet. The rain made a rhythmic sound as it landed on the roof tiles of the patio. The rain was by then falling steadily.

Candice suddenly became hysterical and angry at the same time. Margret looked at her thinking that she was pretending to be distraught playing the victim game. She knew then that Candice was a fraud and probably a liar too. The ambulance arrived first and she led the paramedics to the room in which the victims and assailant lay bleeding to death. Kevin was still covering Isabelle with his body. They were both still conscious but fading away slowly.

She saw the photos scattered on the floor with blood spatters. She scooped all of the pictures putting them in her bag. She missed one photo that was under the desk. One of the paramedics saw the picture and two panties on the floor; he smiled when he saw a pool of water on the floor. He became curious. He glanced at Candice seeking to confirm that she was not wearing her panty.

Margret saw Kevin and her heart skipped a beat. She realised that he fucked Isabelle. She could not believe that Isabelle could do such a thing willingly. She looked at their genitals as the paramedics separated them. For the first time in her life, she saw a clean-shaven pussy. She looked at Kevin’s long limp dick. She knew something about that dick. She saw the paramedic taking the photo from under the desk. All those pictures were soft porn material.

She looked at Isabelle again wondering if she had an affair with Kevin. Why would Kevin bring his girlfriend but end up fucking Isabelle. She wondered why there two panties lying on the floor. Maybe Steven had his share with Candice.

Why then was Candice unharmed? Did she pull the trigger? If the police were somehow to suddenly be competent they might do a thorough forensic investigation they might find her fingerprints on the weapon.

Candice asked, Are they still alive.

Yes but this one here might not make it.

Margret worried about Isabelle, is the woman safe from death.

None of them is safe as yet.

He was pointing at Steven. His face seemed distorted and covered in blood. He was already unconscious and barely alive. There was a pool of coagulated blood on the floor around his head. He was still holding the gun in his hand. Margret knew a thing or two about Steven. However, some things are not open for discussion with any stranger not even the police.

The police needed to know what led to the shooting. Candice told them everything she saw and heard. She did not mention that she exposed herself to Steven. By then, she was calm and clear minded. Margret had her recorder running. She realised that Candice was an intelligent woman but she spoke in an accent. English was foreign to her. Her mother tongue was Swahili from somewhere in Africa but not in the south.

The ambulance drove off at full speed to the hospital. The police remained questioning both women about the shooting. Candice became upset because they were asking personal questions as if she was guilty of something. Maybe the colour of her skin qualified her as a suspect. Maybe they thought that she was a prostitute. Being a foreigner, she was an obvious suspect. They were obviously looking at the clothes she was wearing. She was not shy to wear revealing clothes.

They asked her about the panties that were on the floor. They guessed that one of those panties was hers. One of the officers was a woman and she had disgusting thoughts about Candice. Very few women could have positive thoughts about her.

Margret said, why are you grilling her, her boyfriend could be dying as we speak.

The police officer said, She will have to come to the police station, we need her full statement.

Candice said, Yeah, I will come as soon as possible, or maybe you can come to my house.

The officers looked at each other; they understood then that she was challenging them to a threesome. They were not ready to take her on. They did not trust foreign women. Margret thought that she was a slut with no shame. She was certain that one of the panties belonged to her.

It is better for you to come to the station.

Are you afraid of something?

You need to make a full statement at the police station".

I am not interested in yours statements.

Then they drove off without responding to her question. They would eventually subpoena her to appear in court. She was the only eyewitness to the crime. Fortunately, they took the weapon with them. Margret asked Candice if she could drive. Candice could drive any car without fear of doing something wrong. Both women parted after promising to keep in touch.

She parked the car in the garage and she went inside the house. She immediately felt alone as if Kevin would not survive. She secured all doors and windows. Then she went to the bathroom. She remembered then that she forgot her panty at Steven’s house. She removed her wet clothes and she stepped into the shower. She thought that Steven was stupid. He did not have to shoot himself but he did. He might not even survive for a bitch like Isabelle.

The police were outside sitting in their van debating about Candice. They knew that the house belonged to Kevin. They were also aware that he was friends with the commissioner. One of them suspected foul play. He thought that Candice shot all three victims in a fit of rage and then she placed the gun in Steven’s hand. They were yet to send the gun to the ballistics department for testing. They decided to take her in for questioning.

In the meantime, Candice was still in the shower reminiscing. She remembered the very first day she was in that house. She had no one then whom she could trust. Moaner, her friend deserted her. Sam, her ex-boyfriend lost interest in her.

Michael avoided her by all means possible. She met Kevin while she was walking in the rain looking for Jody’s house. Kevin seemed to be kind and considerate. He was quick to recognise something in her that could qualify her as suitable candidate for his trade.

She showered her body and wrapped a towel around her body covering her breasts and crotch. She went to the kitchen; she felt hungry and made herself snacks. She then retired to the lounge. The house phone rang startling her. She thought that maybe Kevin did not survive. She answered the phone.

The caller said, Can I speak with Kevin please.

I am sorry Kevin is not here.

When is he coming back?

I have no idea.

Is something wrong there?

Who are you?

Tell him that Jody phoned.

Candice became angry, why was Kevin still keeping contact with people like Jody. She replaced the phone on the cradle. She suddenly felt thirsty. She went to the kitchen and she took out a bottle of cider from the fridge. She went back to the lounge. She sat on the couch thinking about Kevin and Isabelle fucking each other. She knew then that she could not trust him around women.

She looked at the pictures lying on the coffee table. She took one and studied the face of the woman. She thought that the woman was enjoying what Steven was doing between her thighs. She thought that she saw her once in the company of Moss and Sam. Then she recognised her as Sam’s boss.

Someone knocked on her door. She went to open the door wondering who that might be. She saw two police officers looking at her with stern faces. She thought that maybe Kevin died and they came to notify her of his death. This time both offices were male. Perhaps their superior chose them to handle the case.

She said, Come on in please.

The two officers stepped into the lounge. She closed the door and she stood waiting for them to say something. She did not offer them to sit. She was too tense for any politeness. Then she realised that they were looking at her body. All she had on her body was her nightshirt. She then offered them to sit on the couches. The officers sat down with their eyes still glued to her body. She remained standing for a little while then she sat on the couch facing the officers. That decision exposed her everything and the officers began entertaining lustful thoughts.

Are you going to tell me why you decided to come to my house?

We want you to come to the station for questioning.

What is stopping you from asking me whatever question you have on your minds?

One of them asked, Did you shoot those people.

Suddenly her mood changed. How dare they accuse her of such a hideous crime?

Did you hear yourself talking or are you trying to scare me.

I want to hear your response to the question.

I always thought that some police officers are really stupid. What makes you think that I could walk into that house and shoot people with my finger.

We need to close this case as quickly as it is possible, so please come with us to the station.

Are you arresting me?

Not yet but if we find your prints on that gun then you will be in hot water.

My goodness, this is not about the case. You came here for my body.

That is not true.

Listen you idiots; I am not going to that station for any reason. You can arrest me if you have evidence that you can use in court. Otherwise get the hell out of my house.

You better pray that your prints do not appear on that gun.

Get out you lousy idiots.

We are going to get a search warrant.

So why are you warning me, don’t you think I will remove whatever is illegal in this house.

The officers walked out of her house and she banged the door. She knew that they would come back for her or send a different duo. Sitting carelessly on the couch knowing she is alone she ate her snack downing it with the cold cider. Suddenly she thought of Marais. She wondered if he was serving time in prison or if he was a free man. She knew that he had connections in high places.

She went to bed after tidying the table and making sure that the kitchen was tidy. As she covered her body with the sheet, Stanley’s face appeared in her mind. He was one hunk she could not forget in a hurry. She closed her eyes and she fell asleep.

She woke up in the morning feeling emotionally drained. She lay on the bed for a while, and then it hit her brain. She was alone. Kevin was in hospital. She had no idea how serious his injury was. She decided to visit him. Where would she go to if Kevin died? If he lay in hospital for a long time, she could run out of cash and then what would she do for money.

She stood in the shower cubicle wondering about his relationship with Steven and his wife. She came out of the shower and she began to towel dry her skin. She went into the dressing room and she chose a simple straight cut dress. She was wearing that dress for the second time since she bought it.

Then she locked the doors of the house and she drove off to the hospital. She found an empty parking bay. She parked the car and she walked into the building. She saw sick people all around. Some of them were on wheelchairs.

She went to the enquiry window. There were