Waiting to run 4

"I swear I have never seen that man before today. I don't know him. He has never been to the restaurant before. Well, I don't know maybe he has but never during my shift you know? This is insane. I mean this is not even close to possible." I said to my mum uneasy. She nodded. "Don't worry, Mawue. This will all be sorted out." she said after I told her what happened. My hands had started shaking again. "The Police suspect she is the girlfriend of the suicide bomber." the news reader said and my mum turned to look at the TV. Just then there was a knock at the door. My heart missed a beat. Was the Police here to arrest me? Before my mother and I could say anything the door knob turned and Kafui stormed in. She rushed to me and hugged me. "What is going on?" she asked. I was so relieved. I told her the whole story almost twice because she kept asking me to go back like it was a riddle.

The TV was still on but my mum had muted it so we didn't hear what they were saying. "Mawue, maybe you should leave town." Kafui said. "What?! Are you mad? The Police will think I am running away. Mum has called her boss. He knows a lawyer. If he comes he will know what to do." I replied attempting to drink some water. My phone had been ringing non-stop with text messages from my friends. I got angry and turned it off. I was sick and tired of telling the story. I glanced at the TV and saw my picture still there but the caption had changed. It now read, "If you know this lady please call the following numbers..." I put my head on the table. "I'm dead." I whispered.

The death count had risen from 3 to 7. My mum was busy calling her boss to get the location of the lawyer. She was fed up of waiting. Then there was a knock at the door. "Thank God!" my mum said and walked to the door. "You are late, please come in. Where have you been?" She said and dragged the man in before he could say a thing. My mum can get a bit like that sometimes. I don't know if I was happy or sad to see him. "Lawyer I know it looks bad but I am innocent." I blurted out immediately I saw him. "It's a mix up. She doesn't even know the guy." Kafui threw in for me. "You people, let the man talk. Forgive our lack of manners. Please sit down." My mum offered. He sat down and put his briefcase down. "I just need to know the whole story." He said. He looked at the TV. "Could you turn up the volume?" He asked. Was he now noticing how serious this was? My mum grabbed the remote and did as he said. "So, Max how long do you think it will take to find the suspected accomplice?" The reader asked. "The Police have narrowed down her area but if she has fled they would have to track her trail so it's hard to tell..." the reporter replied.

"Lawyer, should I tell you what happened now?” I asked, feeling more pressure than before. "You know what? We need to buy some time. Go get a hoody or hat and let me take you to my chambers. We can do that there." He said finally and picked up his briefcase. I rushed to my room and grabbed both a hoody and hat. I put both on. My mum was about to lock up when her phone rang. It was her boss. "Sir, thanks a lot. The lawyer is here." she said smiling. She held the phone and silently turned to look at us. She looked scared and confused all put together. The next thing I knew the man had me in his left hand with a gun pointed at my head. Kafui screamed and he shot her. My mother dropped the phone and caught her as she fell. Just then there was a bang at the door. "Mawuena Kudjo, open the door this is the Police!" they yelled. The man dragged me to the back of the house. My mother was crying. I was in too much shock to cry. He kicked the back door open at the same time the front door was broken down by the Police. We rushed to his black car and he flew me in. He sat down and before he could even close the door the car sped off.

To be continued...