Shade of Lust (Episode 8)

Shade of Lust (Episode 8)

Jude’s side of the story continues
After grabbing a small knife at the kitchen, I slowly calmed
down to weigh the consequences of my decision. Yes I was
determined to stab Kelvin. I was determined to kill him like he
did to my dad but after killing him what next?, I asked myself
over and over.

Of course I knew killing him won’t be any easy and covering
the crime equally won’t be an easy thing. Then living with
such deed in my conscience equally could kill me. I wasn’t a
killer. It wasn’t in my blood. But I just couldn’t let him get
away so easily. I so was totally convinced that he killed my
dad for money. The suitcase and documents in his room were
enough evidence to seal my mind.
I slowly went back to the bedroom, packed up the documents
and headed to the sitting with the suitcase in my left hand. I
really was confused. I just was in a hopeless state.
Luckily, I didn’t wait long before Kelvin walked into his
apartment with a well built lady. His reaction on seeing me
with the suitcase was so revealing. He simply froze with great
surprise as his eyes fell on the suitcase. He couldn’t say a
word. Of course what was there to say?. He wasn’t expecting
to see me and so had nothing prepared to tell me.
It was my chance to strike him dead with the knife. It was the
opportunity I needed to avenge my father’s death but as the
opportunity stared at me on the face, I realised that it wasn’t
easy to take a man’s life. My hand trembled but I held onto
the knife strongly with my right hand while the suitcase rested
strongly in my left hand.

The lady with him stared at me suspiciously, too stunned or
perhaps confused to say a word.
I hissed, threw down the knife and walked out of the
apartment without saying a word to anyone.
‘’Jude, please wait. I have to explain’’ I heard Kelvin beg as he
ran after me but I wasn’t ready to listen to him. I wasn’t ready
to listen to his explanation. I couldn’t bear listening to his
reason on why he killed my father.
 

Kelvin’s side of the story
I really wasn’t pleased going to the police station to bail out
Cynthia but it was something I had to do in order to continue
enjoying the numerous benefits I had with her. Cynthia was a
seamstress and a big time trouble maker. A no nonsense lady
who was scared of no one, but then she equally was as
strong as a tiger on bed which made her very precious to me.
Anytime we had s-x, it was nothing but a competition on who
would get tired first. She really was very valuable to me and
her sexual prowess made me blinded to her faults even
though sometimes I was forced to meddle in to her business
just like I was being forced to come bail her out from police
custody.

On getting to the police station, I learnt she was involved in a
fight with a neighbour who threw dirty water in front of her
shop. It really was a little issue which dragged into a fight,
forcing a police team passing by to cash in on the opportunity
to make some money by detaining the two women.
I ended up spending five thousand naira I never planned
spending.