“Where have you taken my children?” Shadreck asked Kelvin.
Mervis shot Shadreck a look that would have frozen any water particles in sight.
“Do you think this is the time to talk about those bastards of yours?” Mervis yelled at him.
“Your children are safe Mr Mwangala,” Kelvin assured him. “And do forgive me for using them in such a manner…I really had no choice.”
The calm with which Kelvin was carrying himself despite the gravity of the situation made Shadrecks blood boil.
Mervis too looked about ready to shoot something.
“How can I trust the word of the man who’s been after my family for all these years?” Shadreck asked.
Kelvin laughed. “I know,” he said nonchalantly. “But do you think that you have any other choice right now? Who would you have rather liked to have them; my delightful fiery mother over here or a newly married man anxiously waiting for the birth of his very first child?”
“Do you think that…wife….” The word tasted like a bitter pill on Mervis’ palate. “…that that wife of yours will be pregnant forever? The moment she delivers my grandchild, that’s the end for her.”
“You see mother,” Kelvin moved closer to stand right in front of his mother. “By that time, you would have realized that there are far better things to live for than dedicating the remainder of your life hurting people that have done you no wrong.”
“That girl has done everything wrong to me.” Mervis said. “If she knew whose daughter she was, she shouldn’t have seduced my son and made him lose his senses in such a manner. Because of her, you turned your back on your own mother.”
“No mum, because of her I became a human being, and no, she never seduced me or anything like that. I was the one who went chasing after her every chance I got. I am not proud of the methods I used to get her attention but I don’t regret anything. Thanks to her, I have been given a second chance to start over again and there’s no going back.
“I hope you too can do the same…if only for the sake of your grandchildren. However, if you continue to be this bitter old woman, I will move out of this country with my family and you will never meet your grandchildren. I am sure I have shown you just how calculative and vigilant I can be if I put my mind to it. You will never find us, no matter how much you try. Maybe with all your money and power, you can buy yourself a whole new family.”
“You wouldn’t dare!” Mervis snapped.
Kelvin laughed. “I think you know I can and that scares you. The choice is yours mother; do as I say or risk losing your son and grandchildren.”
Kelvin watched his mother battle her inner demons. He had made his calculations well and he knew exactly what buttons to press to get to her. He might not be her proudest production but he was still her only son…her only child…her only family.
If she didn’t know it better, Kelvin had for the past weeks forced Mervis to recognize the fact that she could just as easily lose her only surviving child just like she had lost her daughter.
Even in their volatile twenty year old relationship as partner’s in-crime, it was always Kelvin she ran to when she needed an ear to talk to or a wall to release her frustrations out on. A world without Kelvin is a world Mervis could not dare imagine.
Kelvin new that and he capitalized dearly on it.
And just like that, Mervis sucked on the bitter pill, she battled to swallow, letting the taste linger a little longer on her tongue before finally finding the strength to move her tongue.
“What…would you…like me…to do?” Mervis asked her son.
Kelvin was beaming from ear to ear having finally succeeded in moving his mother’s will to his.
“Give Shadreck a chance to save his family,” Kelvin stated.
Shadreck welcome the news with a sudden glow in his eyes. He could finally smell some hope.
“Don’t celebrate just yet,” kelvin told him. “You just tried to sacrifice my wife, did you think you would get away with that? I might be cooler than my mother, but I am still her son. Vindictiveness runs in my blood.”
Mervis had a blank expression on her face, unable to decide whether to applaud her son or to smack him in the face for that veiled insult.
“Tell me whatever you want and I will do it…but please, keep my children out of it, I beg of you.”
“I want to give my mother an opportunity to see her nemesis pay dearly for the crimes she committed against my family…and you sir are going to help her achieve that.” Kelvin said.
Shadreck appeared confused, unable to grasp the meaning behind Kelvin’s words.
“And just what would you like me to do?” he asked. “You people have already taken everything from me. What more do you want?”
“No, not everything,” Kelvin answered. “There’s still that twenty percent that was left untouched…the one in your wife’s name. My mother here left it for last but we all know that the moment Beatrice realizes that you are now a very broke man, she is going to take that amount and run as fast as her two feet can to get away from you.
“You cannot let Beatrice find out about your finances until you get everything in order. Half of that money in Beatrice’s name is to go into an account I set up for Lucy and the other half is for Moola and her brother Mark. If you choose to betray me, I will let my absolutely pissed off mother here to deal with you the best way she can…and we both know she spares no one when she means to quench her thirst.”
Shadreck mulled over Kelvin’s words for a moment. He was right, Shadreck concluded. He was not too blindly in-love when he met Beatrice to not see that his money was the major thing that drew her to him. She might have come to love him along the years but still, that love was more of a fondness than anything else.
“How do you suggest I go about that?” Shadreck asked Kelvin.
“Always a perceptive man,” Kelvin said and moved to pat Shadreck on the shoulder.
“Before my mother dealt you a severe blow, you were such a stoic and ruthless businessman. I have no doubt you will find a way to handle your lovely young wife.”
And turning to his mother, “Do you have any objectives mother?” he asked.
Mervis threw him an austere look. “Do I look like I have a choice?” She said.
Kelvin laughed. “Oh yeah, you don’t.” he said smugly.
“And to reward you for your corporation,” Kelvin had turned back to Shadreck. “You will find Lucy and the kids at Shaka’s Grill in Roma. Those three seem to have taken well to the Zambian weather.”
Shadreck wasted no time in leaving. He was out of there with his minions before Kelvin or Mervis changed their minds.
“You should have given him his family after he gets the money from Beatrice,” Mervis said to her son once they were alone. “Now he’s going to pack up all of them and run as far away as possible. He might be broke now, but he still has very powerful connections.”
Kelvin smiled at his mother. “Faith mother,” he told her. “You should have some faith in people. Not everyone is as calculative as you. For that man, family means more to him than any amount of money. Besides, you have way more powerful connections than he.”
“I just don’t think he has the balls to betray Beatrice like that.” Mervis argued. “He is in-love with her. He had many opportunities to leave her in the past but he never did.”
“That was before Beatrice costed him his entire fortune and put his family in the line of fire…both literally and figuratively.” He was giving his mother an accusing look.
“Also,” Kelvin added. “Staying married to someone does not necessarily mean you have undying love for them. For others, it’s simply the fear of starting all over again. You should know that already…since half of your marriage life with dad was like that.”
“I liked you better when you spoke less and did everything you were told to do,” Mervis said. “This new person you’ve become creeps me out.”
Kelvin laughed and went to put his arm over his mother’s shoulders. “You might hate it now, but I am exactly the kind of son you always wished you had. You just need some time to get used to it.”
Mervis tried to remove his arm but Kelvin held on tightly. “Now, would you like to meet your daughter in-law?”
“Don’t push it Kelvin,” Mervis warned.
“Can’t blame a guy for trying.” Kelvin shrugged his shoulders. “Where are you parked?”
“Over there,” Mervis pointed to where her car was parked a few rows from where they were standing.
“Do you know what the good book says about children who do not honor their parents?” Mervis asked her son as they walked towards her car.
Kelvin raised his eyebrows and looked at her in disbelief. “Wow,” he said. “I guess I know exactly how Jesus felt when the devil quoted scriptures to him.”
“Are you calling me the Devil?” Mervis asked.
“Not exactly, but maybe in the first cousins kind of way…” he laughed.
“I wonder what that makes you if your mother is first cousins with the devil.”
“That’s exactly why I married an angel like Eva,” Kelvin said. “Maybe some of her goodness can rub off on me.”
“Her name in itself doesn’t give much hope. You should ask Adam.” Mervis said.
Kelvin laughed and moved to get the door for her. “There’s hope for everyone mother…even for people like you and me.”
Mervis settled behind the wheel and started the engine running.
“What about your minions?” Kelvin asked, checking to see if they were coming but none of them was in sight.
“They know what they’ve done,” Mervis said. “They are wise enough to know not to show up in front of me when they’ve messed up this big.”
“You can’t blame them,” Kelvin said to her through the window. “I’m just that good.”
In response, Mervis pulled the window up to shut her son up and drove off without saying goodbye.
With his hands in his pockets, Kelvin stood back and watched his mother drive off, a wide grin on his face.
“In time mother…in time….” He said to himself as Mervis’ car disappeared from his view.
* * *
Despite not hearing from her fiancé for the whole week, Moola still held on to the hope that her wedding was still to take place the next morning.
Shadreck walked into the living room to find Beatrice trying to grill reality into their stubborn daughter’s face.
“I always knew that there was something fishy about that guy but you and your hormones kept insisting on marriage now look what has happened!” Beatrice was yelling on top of her voice.
“Don’t walk away from me, am still talking!” She grabbed her crying daughter by her sweater and forced her to sit back down.
“What’s going on here?” Shadreck finally made his presence known.
“Where have you been for the past three days?” Beatrice had found a new target for her tongue lashing.
“I told you that I went to take care of a few things concerning that contract,” A visibly tired Shadreck explained. “I lost my phone in the process and didn’t bother to get a new one since I knew I would be home soon.”
“What are you going to do about your daughter?” Beatrice asked.
“What about her?” Shadreck asked.
“Are you kidding me?” Beatrice yelled. “Have you been too busy with your business that you forgot your daughter’s wedding was scheduled for tomorrow morning?”
“Oh, that,” Shadreck said resignedly. “There isn’t going to be any wedding.” He pronounced nonchalantly, sitting down next to his daughter.
Both women were gaping at him in disbelief.
Moola was up on her feet. “What do you mean there isn’t going to be any wedding?” She asked her father.
Beatrice too came to tower over his sitting figure. “Did you manage to contact the Kangwa’s?” she asked.
“I did,” Shadreck said.
“We have been searching high and low for that mother-son duo but we haven’t been able to locate them.” Beatrice was saying. “Even their lines have been off for the past week. How did you….”
“Why don’t the two of you sit down first?” Shadreck instructed them.
Beatrice and Moola obediently went to sit down.
“What’s going on honey?” Beatrice asked. “I know that they paid for everything concerning the wedding but that doesn’t give them the right to cancel at the last minute without discussing things with us.”
“They didn’t cancel out of nowhere,” Shadreck explained. “They informed me last week but I just didn’t know how to broach the subject to you guys. Moola was looking forward to it so badly and I …I just couldn’t….” Shadreck searched for the right words to say, stammering in his deceit and betrayal.
Beatrice was beside herself with furry. “How can they do this to us!?” She yelled.
“This isn’t about you mum,” Moola cried. “This is about me! It’s my wedding!”
“In case you haven’t heard, there won’t be any wedding.” Beatrice reminded her sulking daughter.
Moola was up on her feet again. “I don’t want to believe any of this,” she said. “I am going to look for Kelvin and he will tell me that you are wrong. There’s no way he can do this to me. He loves me!”
Before her father could get in another word, Moola was out of the room, rushing upstairs to grab her car keys and handbag.
“Did they tell you why they cancelled the wedding?” Beatrice asked her husband.
Shadreck looked at her, dying to tell her how this was all her fault but controlling himself. “I was too upset to ask them any questions,” he lied. “Maybe you should ask them yourself.” He then got up and started walking upstairs.
Beatrice followed him.
“What’s been going on with you lately?” Beatrice asked him once they were in the privacy of their bedroom walls.
Shadreck threw himself on the bed and closed his eyes.
“You’ve been acting strange ever since you signed that huge contract of yours,” Beatrice said as she sat down on the bed. “Did something happen with that deal?”
“I would have told you if something went wrong,” Shadreck said, his eyes still closed. “It’s this wedding thing that shook me up. We had invited a lot of VIP’s and the thought of informing them last minute that they won’t be a wedding makes me so mad.”
“Your daughter just got dumped and yet you seem more concerned about your business contacts than her feelings.” Beatrice stated accusingly.
Shadreck sighed heavily and sat up to lean his back against the head board. “How can you accuse me of not caring about my daughter?” He asked his wife.
“I have been killing myself over and over again ever since I learnt there won’t be any wedding…wondering how to tell my daughter and imagining her reaction. She has been too obsessed with that boy that I couldn’t bear to give her the bad news. It breaks my heart to see her looking so helpless.”
Beatrice had a moment of self-reflection. “I’m sorry I yelled at you,” She said, moving closer to hold his hand. “I’m just so mad and I don’t understand what the hell is going on. I thought that woman needed this wedding as much as we did. What could have happened?”
“I think Kelvin fell in-love with some other girl,” Shadreck said.
“What?” Beatrice asked. “Which girl would dare to steal from this family? Which family is she from? I won’t take this sitting down, I can promise you that.”
“I hear it’s a girl named Evelyn…Evelyn Nanyangwe or something like that.” Shadreck was watching his wife’s reaction as he slowly said out the name.
The horrified look on Beatrice’s face told him everything he needed to know. But he still needed to know if she would open up to him and tell him the truth.
“Do you know who she is?” Shadreck asked. “She was there at that charity event last month.”
Beatrice was blinking copiously. She got up from the bed and gave her husband her back. “Of course I don’t know who she is,” she said. “Why would you ask me such a question?”
“Why are you talking with your back to me?” Shadreck asked.
Beatrice turned to look at him but she avoided meeting his eyes. “I was just taken aback by your question,” Beatrice lied. “I need to go….” She was nervously pointing to the door. “I need to look for this Kelvin so I can get some answers.”
“What are you hoping to resolve by confronting him?” Shadreck asked.
“I don’t know, but I just need to see him.” She grabbed her car keys and purse from the top of her dresser and rushed out of the bedroom.
Shadreck got up from the bed and walked over to the window. He watched as his wife struggled to get her car door open because she was shaking all over.
She dropped the keys a couple of times before finally succeeding and speeding off out of the yard at a speed that could give Hamilton a run for his money.
He then walked over to the phone by the bedside and called his daughter’s line.
“Did you find Kelvin?” He asked.
“I just left home a few minutes ago dad. I am still on the road.” Moola shouted.
“Meet me at Mandahill by that Noodles place upstairs when you are done searching for Kelvin. You and I need to talk.”
“Okay dad, am hanging up now, I’m driving.”
“Okay.” Shadreck said and put down the receiver.
* * *
Thando was watching TV in her living room and enjoying some snacks when she heard the pounding on the door. Before she could stand up, the door flung open and in busted Beatrice, panting and sweating like a dog on heat.
“Where is she?” Beatrice asked, her eyes searching the room for any signs of Evelyn.
“Who the hell are you?” Thando was now standing at looking at the intruder in shock.
Without answering, Beatrice went opening doors around the house, shouting Evelyn’s name and banging doors.
“Evelyn isn’t home!” Thando shouted at her when she came out from checking the bathroom.
“Where is she?” Beatrice asked.
“How can you just barge in here and expect me to answer your questions?” Thando asked.
“Who I am is no concern of yours,” Beatrice snapped. “Tell me where that whore is before I turn this place upside down.”
“Do whatever you want,” Thando said and went back to make herself comfortable on the sofa.
Not one to accept being dismissed or disrespected in such a manner, Beatrice walked over to the 24inch Samsung TV, pushed it with her finger and sent it crushing down on the floor.
Thando got up from her chair and went at Beatrice with all her might. Her attack was so sudden and unexpected that Beatrice had no time to dodge the punch that landed had on her cheek and sent her tumbling back onto the pieces of the broken television set.
Like a mad woman, Thando went after her again, pressed her leg hard on the back of Beatrice who was struggling to get up and pinned her to the floor.
“I bought that TV with my very first pay,” Thando said between clenched teeth. “That is the money I was supposed to give my mother but she died before she could enjoy her only daughter’s hard earned money.”
As she was talking, Thando bent down to grab Beatrice’s purse that was lying on the side from her fall and she opened it.
“Now why would anyone be moving around with this kind of money in their wallet in this day and age?” Thando said as she counted the many K100 notes she found in the purse.
“Don’t you dare touch that money!” Beatrice yelled, trying to get up but Thando pressed her leg hard into jer to keep her in place.
At that moment, Beatrice regretted having spent the whole morning arguing with her daughter instead of taking the money from the salon to the bank.
“And I am going to take a little for the emotional stress you’ve put me through by barging into my humble home uninvited.” She grabbed a few more notes and then threw the purse back down.
“Now, tell me,” Thando continued. “Who the hell are you?”
“You are going to regret treating me like this when you find out who I am,” Beatrice threatened.
Thando chuckled. “I doubt that, but please, humour me.”
“I am Beatrice, Mrs Mwangala. I am one of the….”
“Are you that idiot that abandoned and rejected my Eva?” Thando asked before Beatrice could finish utilizing her bragging rights.
“You will not be able to walk with your head high the moment my husband and I finish with you.” Beatrice said.
Thando laughed, really hard and loud. “Again, that’s never gonna happen.” She then removed her leg and went to sit back on the sofa.
Humiliated beyond comprehension, Beatrice picked herself and her purse up from the floor and glared at Thando.
“Evelyn went on her honeymoon,” Thando candidly informed her.
“What honeymoon?” Beatrice asked.
“You know, the kind of thing that newly married couples do…shagging, lazing around, and more shagging….”
“I know what a honeymoon is!” Beatrice yelled. “When did she get married? And to whom?”
“Who else? To Kelvin of course.”
“Kelvin is supposed to be marrying my daughter tomorrow. What marriage to Evelyn are you talking about?”
“You obviously need a software update,” Thando told her. “You can check the facts for yourself because I won’t be giving you no explanation.”
“How can that son of a bitch do this to me? To my daughter?” Beatrice said. “I am going to make those two pay dearly for this.” She started walking towards the door.
“Where do you think you are going?” Thando rushed to block her way to the door.
“You need to clean that mess before you leave.” She pointed to the broken TV. “You made the mess, you clean the mess.”
Beatrice couldn’t not believe what she was hearing. “You can’t be serious.” She said.
“I am dead serious.” Thando said defiantly.
Beatrice opened her purse, removed a K300 and threw it on the floor. “That’s how the rich clean their mess,” Beatrice said smugly.
Thando laughed and bent down to pick up the notes. “I bet you’re gonna remember these few Kwacha’s in the very near future but thanks, now I can get those jeans I’ve been dying to get my hands on.”
Beatrice banged the door hard on her way out and left Thando laughing out loud.
Moola joined her father at Mandahill a few hours later, her eyes red from bawling over her missing fiancé.
“Didn’t find him?” Shadreck asked when his daughter joined him. He had picked a table at the far end to give them some privacy.
“You knew I wouldn’t find him didn’t you?” Moola asked him.
Shadreck handed his daughter a glass of water and Moola drunk half the contents.
“Where could he be daddy? Why is he doing this to me?” the former heiress asked.
Shadreck handed her a napkin and waited for her to calm down a little.
“Kelvin married another girl my love,” Shadreck dropped the bomb.
Moola stopped crying and looked at her father in shock. “How is that even possible dad? Him and I are supposed to….”
“I know,” Shadreck said, reaching across the table to hold her hand. “Kelvin never planned on going ahead with the wedding.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Moola asked.
“It means he was in-love with someone else.”
“That’s impossible!” Moola shouted. “Kelvin was in-love with me. I know it. That’s something a girl knows. We were together for….”
“He wanted you to think he was in-love with you but he never was. He had ulterior motives for being with you.”
“That’s a lie,” Moola insisted. “There’s no way that’s possible. Kelvin loved me…he still loves me.”
“Then why did he marry someone else and is even expecting a child with her despite his engagement to you?”
Moola was at a loss for words, tears welled up in her eyes as her fathers words sunk in.
“A child, you say? Married? Who is the girl?” She asked.
“You know her, Evelyn.” Shadreck supplied.
Moola finally broke down unreservedly, remembering all those encounters she had had with Evelyn and the conversations she had had with Kelvin…how she had believed him when he said that nothing was going on between them.
“I was such a fool,” she sulked. “I knew that something was going on but I didn’t want to believe that he would be cheating on me with a girl like that. How can he do this to me daddy?”
Shadreck moved over to sit next to his daughter and he wrapped her into his arms. “I’m so sorry my baby girl,” he comforted her. “I am so sorry that I couldn’t protect you from all this.”
They stayed like that until Moola was able to calm down again.
“Where are they right now?” She later asked her father.
“I don’t know,” Shadreck said. “There is something else I need to tell you….”
Moola gave him a dead look. “Could there be something worse?” She slowly laid down her folk.
Shadreck pushed his untouched plate to the side and looked at his daughter. “I am very sorry my baby,” he said apologetically.
“What are you sorry about dad?” Moola asked. “You are scaring me now.”
Shadreck took a long breath before dropping his second bomb.
“I am leaving your mother.”
Everything suddenly went quite. Moola could only hear her father’s words replaying in her head.
And then she laughed, catching her father by surprise. “I thought I heard you say that you and mother are divorcing.” She said. “I think this Kelvin thing has knocked me out real bad I am now hearing things.”
The look in Shadreck’s eyes only confirmed Moola’s worst fears.
She started shaking her head. “No,” she said. “You are joking.” She continued shaking her head. Even though her mouth refused to accept the reality, her brain already did as two thick lines of tears cascaded down her cheeks.
Shadreck tried to reach for her hands again but Moola pulled them away from the table. “Why are you doing this to us? Tell me this is some bad joke you are playing on me…please.” Moola begged.
“I am so sorry Moola.” It was the only thing he could say to her.
“Does mum agree to this?” His daughter asked.
“Your mother doesn’t know. I have not told her yet. I wanted to talk to you first.”
“How can you do this dad!?” Moola yelled and attracted the attention of the few patrons eating at the restaurant.
“I wish I could explain everything to you….”
“You owe me an explanation!” Moola raised her voice again. “You can’t just wake up one day and say that you are leaving us. I thought you and mum were happy.”
“We were happy,” Shadreck said.
“Then why do you want to leave?”
“It’s very complicated my baby….”
“I have nowhere else to go today and I have no wedding to keep me busy so you can start telling me from the beginning. Is there another woman?” She asked.
Shadreck didn’t answer.
“Not you too dad!” Moola cried.
“This is way too complicated for me to explain to you. You are young and….”
Moola got to leave. “There’s no need for me to sit here if you think I don’t deserve an explanation.”
Shadreck grabbed her hand and begged her to sit back down. “I will tell you everything,” he said.
Moola sat back down.
“Many many years ago before your mother and I met, she fell in-love with someone she was not supposed to and later gave birth to a baby girl.”
Moola gasped. “Mum had another child?”
“That girl, Evelyn, she is your mother’s child.”
“What!” Moola shouted.
“Try to calm down my child,” Shadreck said.
“That’s not possible, that girl can’t be mum’s daughter…she can’t be my sister, no. Do you have any idea how much mother hates her? Her whole mood changes whenever she hears that girl’s name, worse when she meets her anywhere. You saw it too, that time at the charity event, you saw mum’s reaction.”
“Didn’t you ever think that there could be another reason why your mother would hate a girl like that who’s never done anything to her?”
“How can I think of something like that? This is my mother we are talking about. She told me that she was just some bothersome relative of yours from the village and I believed her.”
“Your mother had a painful past and that girl was like a constant reminder of those old wounds, that’s why she didn’t like her very much.”
“Even though she is her daughter?”
“Yes,” Shadreck said. “I cannot explain to you everything that happened in the past, best your mum telly you everything you need to know.”
“But what does all this have to do with you leaving? It all happened in the past, before you guys even met. Did that man from the past reappear?”
“It might have happened in the past but, everything that’s going wrong in our lives right now is because of that very past.”
“Is that Evelyn girl trying to take revenge on our family because mum rejected her? Is that why she stole my fiancé?”
“Strange enough, it’s not Evelyn who’s taking revenge for the past. Evelyn is simply the forgotten daughter.”
“Then who’s responsible for all this?”
Shadreck hesitated for a moment before revealing;
“It’s Kelvin and his mother.”
By the time Shadreck finished catching her up to the past and present, Moola was in a state of shock and mental paralysis, unable to think rationally or move her lips to speak.
Beatrice reached the bank just a few minutes before lunch time and found a slightly longer queue than usual. When it was finally her turn, she removed the cash from her purse and handed it over to the smiling teller.
She then handed her a slip of paper with her account number and waited.
“Ma’am,” the teller stopped to look at her. “This account, when did you last use it?”
“Last week, on Friday. I always make deposits on Friday.” Beatrice said. “Is something wrong?”
“This account was closed yesterday.” The teller said.
“What do you mean closed? I have all my money in this account.”
“That’s the thing, all the money from this account was removed and an application to close the account was submitted on Tuesday. How is it possible you are not aware of this development?”
“I should be the one asking you that question. How can my account be closed and all my money gone when I never made such transactions in the first place?”
And then Beatrice remembered something.
“Sign me into your account so I can print the statement.” Shadreck had said to her a few nights ago just before they went to bed.
“What do you need the statement for?” She had asked him.
“Now that this deal finally went through, I am thinking of getting you a loan so you can build those fancy flats you’ve always dreamt of building.”
Overwhelmed by the great news, Moola had given her husband the password and told him;
“Do whatever you want with that account and let me become the richest landlord this country has ever seen!”
“No,” Beatrice shook her head in disagreement to whatever conclusion had brain had conjured up. “No, it can’t be.” She kept repeating.”
But as events of the past few weeks kept replaying in her head, she knew without a doubt that Shadreck had something to do with this strange development.
“Ma’am,” the teller called out to her. “Are you alright?”
By now, everyone in the bank was looking at her.
No longer able to hold herself steady against the world spinning around her, Beatrice finally gave in to gravity.