Made - Episode 28

 

Westlando

That was where Mercy grew up. It was on the other side of town. It would be best described as a gheto. It took a week for Mercy to track Steve's whereabouts. Steve yes that was the name of the other guy in the video. We took a bus together with Mercy. I had vehemently refused David's request to accompany us. 

Being a weekend most people were at home . I strongly resisted the urge to throw up because of the putrefying stench coming from the sewage. It was amazing to me seeing children along the site my stomach abhorred. We scaled in between the shanties, Mercy leading the way coming to a halt at a section a bit cleaner than the rest of the hood. A low gate made of iron sheets served as the entrance to that place. We stood shoulder to shoulder waiting for someone to come open the gate. 

A guy bare chested and in sagging denim shorts appeared. He had a lone bling hanging on his neck against his bare chest. He made his way towards is.

"So how can i help you pretty ladies." He asked moving his face closer above the iron sheets. He held his chin with the tip of his fingers lightly c*ressing it having a look on his face that could best describe him as a pig. He smelled of burnt cigarettes and alcohol brewed together. It took everything in me not to puke on his lean shirtleas chest.

"We need to talk to Steve." Mercy cleared the ice cube silence we were frozen in. 

"Steve _steve steve."  He repeated playfully unapologetically scanning Mercy's body licking his lips.

That was disgusting. 

"You want to see Steve!" He said again this time louder than the first time which seemed curious to me.

"Yes _ we are here to see Steve

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. Is he in there?" Mercy asked her head gesturing towards the direction this guy had appeared.

"We don't need them b*** till its night..thats when all the shits go down, you know what i mean.... but i could make an exception." He said winking then licking his lips again.

It was God and His graces i knew held Mercy from pulling that guy with both his ears and baptising him in the murk a step behind us.

Be cool.

"We are not here for that kind of business, we just want to talk to Steve." Mercy continued with the nerve poking dialogue.

"Steve ain't here!" He said much louder and i was certain something was up.

Just then someone jump over the other edge and started running. 

We got a runner.

I followed hot in his heels. All the times i had gone for morning and evening jogs were now paying off. His jumper caught in a stray piece of wood hanging dangerously in the small path between the shanties. He let it off before i could reach him but i could not miss the bleeding heart tattoo glistenning against his brown skin. I had seen it in the video. 

It was Steve alright.

After chasing him for about five minutes he cut corners that i was definately unfarmiliar with. Even my runner friendly feet would not help me with the blueprints of the hood. I gave up. Holding my knees while leaning on one of the shanties, i gasped for air. My throat felt dry and the stench wasn't helping.

Children playing were now curiosly gazing at me. Others trying to geuss what would be causing me to run after Steve.

"Huyo ni Mkora." ....Thats a con

"Labda ni maponya wamemkujia.".....Maybe the police are after him.

"Lakini huyo manzi ako sawa.".........That lady is fine_ dang!

I followed the route that seemed to lead to the main road trying to come up with a plan to get through to Steve. I made the first bend then the second.

Dang!

Steve almost knocked me off. Before i could regain my posture and follow, Mercy knocked me too and this time i had to desperately cling on one of the shanties to avoid landing on the waste.  I had forgotten i was walking with the gheto princess. I wouldn't know what time she had caught up with Steve or how she had turn to Mrs. Flash..running that fast. Quick as they sped past me _fast as i followed hot on Mercy's heels. This time more determined than ever. I was born ready for this.

I could feel sweat breaking its tiny beads on my back. It felt like i could do this the whole day. We scurried between shanties. When he jumped, Mercy jumped and i followed. Through the shortcuts and highlows. We ran and i was suprised how big this place was or were we just running in circles.

Finally an opening to the main rode.

There and then i was gratefull that i had fell in love with David Jackson. My red car appeared blocking the only way out. Defiant Steve stood cornered between the car and Mercy and me. And boy were we ready for him. David alighted from the car.

"Don't you dare touch those queens, you don't want to meet their wrath." David said. He was worried that if David decided to shoot between us we couldn't be able to offer a proper wall of defence. Nevertheless we stared venoumously at our only hope of finding out what happened to Cindy.

"We want to know what happened to Cindy." Mercy offered to him.

I could have missed it. His eyeballs darted nervously for a second letting an emotion i could not quite place.. guilt...regret?. I knew we had him. He had something that he wanted to let out.

"We just want to know what happened to her cousin. She hasn't been able to stop feeling guilty for letting her out that night." I said

His shoulders dropped 

"Why didn't you say so? I thought you were sent by cops."

He then looked from David to Mercy then let his gaze settle on me. He must be pondering wether he could trust us or not.

"You have our word." I told him firmly fixing my gaze on his curious eyes. "We only want to know about Cindy..can we talk in the car?"

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David sat on the Driver's seat hands toying with the steering wheel. He held a look i knew to well. He was impatiently waiting to hear what Steve had to say.

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. I turned to face Mercy and steve who were on the back seat. If looks could eat someone whole, Mercy was definately having one on. 

Amusement played on my lips and i resisted the urge to smile.

Would you relax. This guy is cooperating. 

I turn my gaze from Mercy to Steve. The defiant runner who we had been chasing after almost for half an hour was gone. An innocent timid by_ calm as a dove had taken his place on the back seat. He shifted his position on the seat for the umpteenth time. I would be nervous too beside Mercy at that time.

"I want ...you to know... first i want you to understand that i regret and am sorry for what happened to Cindy _ She was such a beautiful soul."

I noticed the way he said the word beautiful soul. He was also in love with her.

Damn.

"Am sorry about your loss."

He looked upto me not knowing what to say.

"Thank you." He finally muttered. There was absolutely no way he was involved in the gruesome murder of Cindy but i was certain he had everything to do with the coverup and knew events that led to the climax of Cindy on that fateful night.

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Author's note

Hey y'all hope you all fine.

I so much enjoyed writing this episode i hope you enjoyed as much.

We speeding towards the end. Less than ten episodes remaining.

I just want to appreciate you for sticking up with all this craziness in the name of made. Keep them comments coming.

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