here for episode one if you missed it.
I, Detective Ross and my partner Alero drove to the residence of the victim's boyfriend. When I broke the news he was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe it, not until he called Onome to confirm. He was sobbing, he didn't mind crying in front of the woman with me.
I spoke up. “When last did you hear from her?”
He cleaned his face. “About two weeks ago?”
“Why? Did both of you quarrel?”
“No.” he replied. "Not at all, Annabel told me she needed a break in the
relationship. She said I should give her a month to clear her head.”
“Annabel didn't say. I never bothered to ask. I wanted to make her happy so I
agreed to what she wanted."
Alero who was patiently watching us asked her own question. “Where were you
“Is it necessary for me to answer?”
"Do you have a problem with that?"
“Oh no, not at all." he said and scratched his head. “I was with... a friend.”
“I need the name.” I said like a gentleman.
“Her name is Sarah.”
“You mean you were with Annabel's friend” I asked surprised.
Frederick looked straight at us. "You know her?”
“Yes." I replied. “Onome told us about her. We need her contact from you.”
“But I don't think she knows anything.”
“Why are you trying to defend her?" Alero asked. "Or do you have a secret relationship
with her? Do not lie. I and detective Ross will surely find out!”
Frederick swallowed and looked away soberly. "Yes. I was having a sexual
relationship with Sarah. I am so ashamed I cheated on Annabel. She does not
deserve it because she was faithful to me. We promised each other we were going
to be celibate for a year." He began to cry again.
Alero and I gazed at each other.
Faithful indeed, I thought.
The next day, Sarah came by the station to get interviewed by me. Alero was
not with me because the victim's phone was not turned-on yet. It was faulty and
my partner took it to a repairer.
Sarah was very fair in complexion, well especially her face because her
knuckles were black. She must have beached with a cheap cream. I wanted to ask
her if she could not afford Whitelious cream but I simply kept my mouth shut. She
had a loud make up on and was nosily chewing gun. I did not care. Women do it
all the time. I cannot wait for my divorce papers to be signed and finalized.
I asked. “How come you didn't sound remorseful yesterday when I called you
about your friend's death?”
“Excuse me?' she asked. “People die every day. Even when my dog died I never
Is she for real? I asked myself.
“I know about your affair with Frederick Okoh.' I said to her. “Annabel was
your friend and I'm sure you wanted him all to yourself. Maybe you sent someone
to do the dirty job for you and that's why you are a suspect.” To my surprise,
she began to laugh.
She cleared her throat. “I didn't kill Annabel. See I do not snatch people's
boyfriends. I only sleep with them.”
“Oh I see.”
“Is Frederick aware Annabel and yourself are prostitutes?”
“Call me an Aristo and yes he knows about me but he's unaware about Annabel.
To him his girlfriend was a saint.”
“Can you think of anyone, maybe a customer or a rival in the business that
could hurt Annabel?”
She touched her chin for a moment. “Well, two of her recent customers I can
think of because she was always complaining and having issues with them. One of
them threatened to slit her throat.”
“Do you know how I can locate them?” I asked.
“Sure.” She answered. I gave her a pen and a piece of paper. She turned on her mobile phone and wrote down
their names and phone numbers. I agreed to let her leave.
“Stay in touch.” I said as she rose to leave. “You're still a suspect.”
She gave a nod, smiled and winked at me.
Later In the day, Alero approached me after she came back. She left the phone
with the repairer. It was going to take time for me to get the victim's phone
records and since I was not a patient man I would use the information I receive
from the people connected to Annabel. I would use that to investigate the case. Thirty minutes later, Alero said to me after she received a call from the
"You won't believe the latest news about the victim. An autopsy
report came out. Guess what?"
“What?” I asked.
“Annabel was two months pregnant before she died.”
To be continued....