She plans to kill me

She lost it to him

Jasmine sat debilitated and zonked. She was befuddled and flustered. It has been one month since Bright dropped the nickel. This was murder. She had never contemplated slaughtering a fowl but he was talking about killing a human being.

She had been so shocked she told him she could not do it. The idea had resonated with her all through the day and she time she looked at Danny, she felt he could read her mind. They had gone out with his twin brother that day.

She had put up her best act, acted as if Danny was the love of her life, but not without some flops. Mina had talked passionately about her husband's likes, hobbies and things that showed how close they were. She realised Denny was kind of been too observant or suspicious, so she decided to play arraviste.She realised she knew nothing about Danny. Absolutely nothing apart from the fact that he was very reserved and cool. That was the one way she used to differentiate him from his twin brother. Denny was more of talker.

They were both of moderate height, slim with a very light skin and dark curly hair. They both wore side burns, low cut moustache and bushy eyebrow. They had sapphire eyes which gave them that unique look.

She had said Danny loved his sauce spiced with garlic and the brother had been surprised. Danny had quickly said he started liking it when he used it for rheumatism. She had flopped like two more times and Danny tried a cover-up.

She was surprised as she was able to act that day. She said sweet things to him, they shared jokes and somehow, Danny flowed with her but she could still read the hidden astonishment in him because he had not expected her to act that way.

The day was fun packed. They had visited their family house and other friends. But deep down her, the idea of killing Danny kept resonating. When they had gone home and the show ended, the hatred for Danny was back. She did not love him, but that did not mean she wanted him dead.

She had told Bright there could other ways but he insisted that was the only way out and if she did not like the idea, then he was done with her. And that was the last thing she wanted. She met him the next day and said she was game.

To her, anything was better than parting ways with Bright. He knew this, and knew she would come back.

" Do not be scared, "he had told her, "I am no fool. It won't get back to us. No one would suspect you. The blueprint is perfect. I cannot go into details now but let me give you an idea of how the extrication callisthenics will go.

You will find away of reaching his phone. I suggest we drug him, A bashi Rohypnol, he will sleep like a fool, then you get his phone. I will send some messages to you, then you type it into his phone and send it to a number I will give you. This will be done through w******p then you delete the message. It will be on record that he sent the messages but he would not know.

This is to establish a contact with a fake business partner. The business partner will reply and you will delete the message but you will back them up in a laptop which he should not see or have access to. Do not bother about the content of the messages for now. But the fact remains that he into a secret deal with someone. The other phone will be with me and we will create a fictitious personality.

When he dies, there will be investigation. You will leave the laptop for them, and the phone with me will get into the hands of the police. How, leave that to me. the details of how he will die, leave that to me. this will go well because your husband has a past. Don't ask me what now but his past will help us a deal

His killers would have escaped and we will leave the police in a wild goose chase. We will leave trails of fake evidences for them, they will go after them but will never find it's head. And the sweet Mallams will sit down and share the billions between you and the mother.Hope you know how to cry. Cry the unislamic way so they will caution you to stop yowling, wailing that it is not good for the dead person then you will chill and sob. Please cry, Meemee, refuse to eat, and always be on your praying mat. If you see any one that reminds you of him, cry, cry ,cry my Meemee."

Gradually, he cajoled her until she stopped seeing the evil in it. Instead, she began to think of the bright sides,like having the chance to be with Bright, her dream man, and somehow,the idea of becoming a billionaire was not too bad.

But now that she found an i-pad which he used for his w******p, she felt zonked. She had discovered some messages that shocked her. Was this guy the person he claimed he was? How could he be doing this? She checked the dates, they were current messages.

How could he? And now she saw just a little of him. Why ? The incident! Oh no! Why did it happen? That incident nearly ruined her life.

It was a cold night and he had gone into the bathroom. He came out and was just having a towel round his waist. What got into her head? She had gawked at him and the i***t got ideas. He came for her, and started a dalliance which got more serious.

He got close again and she grimaced. He left her and got up and the word slipped from her mouth. She whispered, "coward."

Then he paused. Did she just call him a coward? He came back for her and it happened. She had cried her life out that day. It happened, she was no more a virgo intacta and she had promised Bright. The fruit had been plugged.

She had rushed into the restroom to wash her body, hoping she could wash everything that happened away, crying and cursing. She hated him the more. She saw him as one who just destroyed her life.

The next day, after a long hesitation, she decided to tell Bright. There was no point hiding it from him. He would always find out and it was better she told him herself.

When she told him, she thought he ended the call until she heard him sobbing. This broke her and they both began to cry. But he said he still loved her and he knew it was not her fault. She could not believe he forgave her. Now,the zeal to kill Bright increased.

She had been using his phone to send the messages before she discovered the i-pad. But the messages she just discovered got her shocked. How dare he?

She rested her head on the headrest and began to read the remaining messages. This guy really deserved to die!

Sani kept looking at the fair bearded man, listening to his voice. The man was introduced as the owner if the company. He was so young but he could not forget that face and voice. The lights may have been dim, but the silhouette was clear enough for recognition. He had found him. In the event of trying to find him, he saw some strange things in the garden. Things he had kept only to himself. But he could not go directly and talk to him. He had to find a way out. This was the man who lifted him out of despair. The man who was so big hearted to make others happy even when he seemed to be sad. Such people were elusive. He owed him. And from what he had been seeing, he could be in danger. Unknown to him, this was Denny and not Danny.