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Thursday, March 10, 2016

(SEASON 2): GENEVIEVE COLE. E1

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Episode 2
Episode 3
Episode 4
Episode 5
Episode 6
Episode 7
Episode 9
Episode 10
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Episode 1 Title: Catching Feelings and A Surprise Call.
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I was still on my feet gazing into the eyes of the man I called my partner. I could no longer say a word about one of my colleagues being a traitor. I asked for the video cd, he left me and brought it to play it for me. What he said was true. After I finished watching it, I refused to open my mouth to talk.

“I am waiting for you to say something.” Quincy said and sat down on a long sofa. I motioned to his direction and sat down beside him. I made sure there was no body contact.

“I don’t know what to say,” I voiced out gently. “I am not happy.”

“Of course you won’t be happy about it,” he said. “That is why I refused to tell you at the beginning. Your insistent behavior made me to open up to you.” 

“I deserve to know all these. You should not have hidden the truth away from me. We need to find out the truth and investigate the case secretly.”

“That is what I will do but without you.”

I had no choice. I touched him on his shoulder. He looked at my hand before raking into my concerned eyes. “You have to allow me investigate the case with you. I have to know who murdered your father. Please, you have to let me help you on this case. We are partners and should be there for one another in times of trials and tribulations.”

I removed my hand from his shoulder.

“Why do you want to help me by all means?” he asked. “Despite my refusal, you remain persistent.”

I rose up, licked my lower dry lips. I was very thirsty. “I don’t have to give you reasons. You already know I was very close to your father.”

He uplifted on his feet and sauntered towards my front. “I will only allow you investigate the case with me if you agree on my terms.”

“What are your terms?”

“Whatever I tell you to do, you have to do it. I don’t want you to be in trouble because of me. If anything awful happens to you, my late father will curse me in his grave and I will never be able to forgive myself.”

“I won’t be trouble,” I said. “I will be very careful.”

Quincy shook his head. “Genny, I will not accept that. You have to agree that you will listen and allow me to tell you what to do as long as it helps us catch the betrayer and my father’s murderer.”

I cleared my throat and scratched my forehead calmly. I thought to myself, and I knew I would do anything that will help the investigation. I had no choice; I desired to be on the case. 

“I agree.”

“You will be investigating the case with me.” he said with a wide smile on his lips.

My face brightened, I was excited and I went to give him a hug despite he was shirtless. He was surprised with my motion and I quickly release myself from him as he was about to cover his arms around me.

“Thank you.” I said.

The smile remained on his lips. “Promise me you will never fail me or get yourself in trouble.”

“I promise.”

“Whatever you find, you will let me know before taking action.”

“I will let you know.”

“One more thing.” he said.

“What is it?” I asked in an attentive tone. 

He shrugged. “I have my reasons why I employed detective Akin.”

I raised my left eyebrows. “You had reasons?” I questioned. “What are your reasons?”

“I know Akin very well and I trust him,” Quincy said. “He is very good with computers. He will help us find information about what case my father was working on before his death. I knew why I made Leroy his partner. I want him to get close to him and see if he can find out what Leroy knows about my father’s murder.”

I was stunned. “You suspect Leroy?” 

"I do not have a particular suspect Genny. I know it will be difficult for you to handle if he is the conspirator.”

“Leroy is a good man!” I said in a defended tone. “He will never do such a thing!”

Quincy pointed a finger at me. “Don’t defend him!” he uttered in a loud tone. His eyes were angry but still handsome.

“I am not defending him. I know Leroy, he is my friend.”

“A friend or a foe, we will find out soon!”

“Why pair Jasmine and Oscar?” I asked. “Do you have reasons too?”

“I did not want to employ two more detectives so I had no choice but to make them partners.”

“So how do we find out if one of them is the traitor?”

He looked at me questionably. “You did not defend them but only Leroy. Why?”

“I am not defending anybody. Oscar can’t hurt a fly, he has a daughter to take care of.”

“What about Jasmine?” he inquired.

“Jasmine only has attitude problem and she will never do such a thing. The only thing she wants is her job, friends and find a man, a husband.”

Quincy began to laugh. “Who told you she is looking for a suitor?”

“She’s no longer a kid.”

“What about you?” he asked. “What do you want?”

“What I want is to find out who killed Uncle Freddie!”

He motioned closer to me. “Forget about that because the both of us want that. Personally, what do you want for yourself?!”

I swallowed and shifted backwards. He was too close for my liking. I didn’t like the way I felt as he brought himself close to my breath! 

“You have not said anything Genny, I am waiting.”

I coughed gently. He turned his back at me and began to walk away.

“Where are you going to?”

“I am going to get you a cup of chilled water. You need it.”

I sat down on a single sofa, rested my back on it. I closed my eyes for some seconds and thought of what I really wanted in life. I searched and all I could think of was Peace of Mind. I opened my eyes and found my director standing in front of me with bottled water.

I took it from him, opened the sealed container and emptied the contents into my belly. “Thank you very much. I needed the water badly.”

“Why didn’t you ask? If you want anything, ask or go to the kitchen yourself. Feel at home, like you did in my father’s house.”

I smiled. “You are very kind.”

He smiled back.

I said, “Talking about your father’s house, have you gone there ever since you came?”

He looked away from my direction. “No.”

“Why?”

“I will at the right time. I have the keys.”

“We have to go there. We need to search the house thoroughly. We might find something that can link us to the case he was working on.”

“I know and I will at the right time.”

I elevated from the chair and went to stand at his front. “And when is the right time?”

“I do not want to rush the case and miss a thing!”

“What are your plans now?” I asked.

“I want you to get closer to Oscar.”

“What!!”

“I know he likes you.”

“You know he likes me? Are you aware he wants me to be his wife?”

Quincy widened his eyes. “His wife?!!! “For what?”

“He has a daughter that needs a mother.”

“What about the mother of his child?”

“She's dead.”

“I am sorry to hear that but I have changed my mind. I will think of something else to do about Oscar.”

“What about Jasmine?”

He touched his chin and rubbed it. “Maybe I should consider her. I might be able to find out information if she knows anything about the murder.”

I shook my head. “You want to consider Jasmine, yet you don’t want me to be Oscar woman. You are self-centered.”

“I am not self-centered,” he said in a serious tone. “I can be with Jasmine and nothing will happen. It is just for a short period. Trust me”

“And what about me? Don’t you trust me?”

“I trust you Genny but I don’t trust Oscar. I don’t know what’s on his mind whenever you are with him. I don’t know what he will do if you are in his house alone.”

“I am in your house.”

“If you know what’s on my mind, you will run far from me. I don’t want to upset you.”

“That means, you don’t want me to trust Oscar right?”
 
“No.”

“And you want me to trust you.”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

He clutched my arms smoothly. “Because I love you, I love you Genevieve Cole and I want to be in your life.”

I removed his hands from me. “I need to go home. My aunt will be worried.”

“What a flimsy excuse! Worried? Are you a baby?”

“Whatever!”

“You want to leave because you can’t handle the sexual tension between us. You like me but you do not want to admit it.”

“I like everyone.”

“Well, you love me and you are trying to hide it.”

“I don’t love you!”

“You are lying to yourself!”

I walked towards the door, opened it and stormed out!

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I arrived at my abode and found Aunty Bimbo arranging her belonging inside her travelling bag in the living room.

“Are you travelling?” I asked.

She smiled at me. “Yes but tomorrow.”

“So soon?” I queried and sat beside her.

“I am sorry my daughter. I have to go back to my base because of my business.”

“Why can’t you relocate here?”

“I will do that when you settle down.”

“Why must you bring marriage whenever I discuss something important with you?”

“What is more important now?”

“My happiness and peace of mind, I want you around me. Sometimes I get scared whenever I think of you because you are not with me.”

“You cannot protect everyone Genny.”

“Let me try.”

Aunty Bimbo touched my right hand gently. “Are you not happy?”

“I am always happy whenever I am with you. Ever since Uncle Freddie died, I have not really been happy.”

“I know the two of you were very close and I understand because you never felt father’s love during your childhood. I accepted to be his woman because I was delighted to see a man put so much effort to make you happy. Do you love his son?”

“I don’t know.”

“How do you feel whenever you are around him?” she asked. “Tell me the truth.”

I closed my eyes and thought of Quincy. I became teary-eyed. I opened them and looked at her face. “I feel safe, I feel alive and sometimes I don’t want to leave his sight. For few days now whenever I bump into him, my heart would startle and then beat faster. I hugged him today and I felt a surge of sweetness inside me. On my way home, I was thinking about him. I was angry with myself for not been able to get him out of my head. I was a bit jealous when he talked about Jasmine. I pretended like everything was fine by calling him self-centered.”

She grinned broadly, “You are in love and it’s a good thing.”

“But I don’t want to be in love.”

“Why?” Aunty Bimbo questioned in a bothered tone.

“I don’t want a broken heart. I have gone through pain in the hands of my father and I might break down if someone breaks my heart.”

“Do you believe Quincy Harvey will break your heart if you allow him into your life?”

“I cannot trust him with my heart.”

“You doubted if he was Freddie’s son and he proved you wrong. Why doubt him now?”

“Do you think am in love?” I asked.

“Yes my daughter.”

“How can I stop myself from loving him?”

She rose up on her feet and held my two hands to raise me up, “Do not run away from your feelings, it will only continue to catch you. Love is a beautiful thing and I will be very thrilled to see a man in your life. I will not be with you forever because I will grow old. How will you cope when I am no longer on earth?”

I yawned. “I have to go to bed now. I am really tired.”

“You don’t want to give me an answer, anyways are you not hungry?”

“No. I want to sleep. Goodnight.” I kissed her on her right cheek and left to my room to bid the night good bye.

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Before I went to work the following day at 7:55am, I drove my aunt to book a flight back to her base. I did not allow her talk about love or marriage; I just wanted to go to work.

When I was about to leave her at 9:am, she whispered into my ears. “Don’t give up on love and learn to forgive.” I went away and arrived at the office late.

Oscar was the first person I saw as I entered. The other homicide detectives were not around. I explained to him why I did not come to work early.
“Where is your partner?” I asked.

“She’s at the director’s office.” He said, gawking into my eyes. He remained focused.

“Why are you still looking at me?” I asked him.

“I wanted to see your reaction when I told you Jasmine was with our boss.”

“Meaning?”

“You are getting closer to him and I don’t like it. I feel he is the one depriving you of telling me yes.”

“You don’t have any right or power over me and no one is depriving me of saying yes to you. It is my decision to remain single.”

Oscar stood up and motioned to my side. “Does that mean you won’t be Yvonne’s mother?”

“Don’t bring Yvonne into this. Don’t use her to make me feel bad, please.”

“I am not trying to make you feel bad,” he said in a low and gloomy tone. “I told her you are going to make her very happy soon.”

“You told her that?”

“Of course because you gave me hope.”

“I never promised you anything.”

“You said you will make me and my daughter happy. What are you doing now?”

“I am doing the right thing.” I said and got up. “I don’t want to be with you out of pity. It will be unfair to you, Yvonne and I. I will not be happy in a union I do not love the person.”

“But I love you so much and you will learn to love when the time is right.”

“I am sorry Oscar, I cannot be with you.”

He frowned. “Is this about Quincy?” he asked in an angry tone.

I swallowed saliva down my throat.  I knew half of the reason why I am saying no to Oscar was because of my partner. I hate to say it to myself, I think I have fallen for him. “This is not about him.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“You will find a better woman. I am not the one for you.”

“How can you hurt me?” he asked. “I love you Genevieve and I can do anything for you!”

“I am sorry for hurting you.”

Oscar shook his head repeatedly. “I will not accept defeat. I will give you more time to think about it. I want you to think about the future, the love and happiness you will shower on my daughter. I really do love you. I am begging you in the name of Almighty God.”

As I was about to talk, Jasmine strolled inside. Oscar went back to his seat and I did the same. I greeted her.

“Can I see you privately?” she asked.

“I hope there’s no problem?”

She gave a one sided smile. ”Not at all.”

“Okay.” I agreed to follow her outside.  

We faced each other as we reached by the side of her car.

Jasmine said, “I know I have been very harsh on you concerning the director. I know the both of you are close now. You are my colleague and friend and I am sorry for disrespecting you.”

“It’s okay Jasmine but I don’t understand why you are telling me all these?”

“I want you to do me a favor.”

“What is it?”

“I want you to help me talk to the director.”

“About what?”

“You and I know I really like him. He’s not interested in me but I know if you can persuade him on my behalf, he will listen.”

I licked my lower lip and gazed at her surprised. “What makes you think he will listen to me?”

“You two have become close and you are his partner. Will you help me talk to him or do you like him?”

“No…no…not at all, I will see what I can do but I am not promising you anything. I will definitely talk to him.“ She walked away from my side.

I was wordless to know what to say to Quincy. How do I tell him that he should consider a relationship with Jasmine. I saw Leroy’s car drive in with Akin. I waived at them and marched into the office and headed to the direction of Quincy Harvey's door. As I stepped forward to knock, my phone rang. An unfamiliar number was calling. I picked.

“Hello.” I said.

“Genny Genny my baby,” a female voice said. “How are you?”

I raised my right eyebrow and a wave of shock rolled into my body. There is only one person that calls my name twice. I thought I was going to have a panic attack as I remembered the owner of the voice.

“Hello, Genny talk to me.”

“Mom, Is that you?”
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To be continued on Tuesday…. 6pm!

11 comments:

  1. Waoooh this is interesting, but come to think of it...Tuesday is very faroooh not even sat.....babe please now every 5days...


    Geez.


    All the same Gracia

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  2. Love, love this episode! We want more please, waiting till Tuesday is like waiting a lifetime....

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  3. Carina is now mean to us... Tuesday is a very long wait fa!!

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  4. Ok... Monday by 6pm
    Thanks sweethearts!

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  5. Ahh, carina, Even that Monday is far!! Good job dear

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  6. Getting more Interesting. What does her mother want after abadoning genny with her rapist father?

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  7. I haven't followed this series from season one but reading it now is so interesting. Carina, you are a great writer! Have you considered writing scripts for movies?

    Precious Core Blog

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  8. I really like this episode. Keep it up!

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  9. Thanks guys for your comments.
    @Precious... Thanks for your kind words. I have not thought about it. I will try and work towards it. My regards!!

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