Chapter 4
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Sweetie.
" I am here " Donna said .
".we have a situation" I said , panic eating me up.
I led her to the lab where Diablo lay .
" he's alive. "
She laughed .
" are you sure it's not special effects or Viagra mortis ? " she joked
" rigor mortis? no ,he's alive look he's even blinking " I pointed .
" maybe it's his body decomposing, you said they open their eyes. " she said
" how ? he's staring at us, look at the veins , " I blurted
Diablo was looking at us .
" this is a joke right ? " she said in skepticism, finally loading the news that we have a dead man that woke up on my table.
".nope "I said
"how is that possible? " she inquired.
" I ... I don’t know... are you sure he was dead before coming to the morgue? "I said frantically.
" Certain, I did all the tests , Ru ,this is scary as hell. How is he alive ? " she said
" I don't know at all, he was as dead as a cabbage when he came here , he suddenly woke up .Look at how he's staring at us " I said .
" very creepy" she said .
" what will we do ? "
" I... I can't think of anything "
" what does the law state if someone wakes up in the morgue?" I asked
She scrolled through her phone and all this while, good-looking Lazarus is staring at us.
" we have a problem"
" not like the one we are in " I said .
" it states if a person is wrongly pronounced dead , the facility. and person that declared him dead ought to face a jail term of twenty years "
" twenty years ! Say what now ! That's longer than a r****t "
" yes "
" who the hell comes up with this bills"
" your father was the one that passed it". she said .
Dad why? why?
" oh s**t! I was the one that pronounced him dead ... I will go to jail twenty years!"
" This is messed up, this place will be shut down , I could go to jail for negligence . "she said
" what will we do?"
" I ...don't know "
" does anyone know about this ?" she raised a question .
" no ,I called you only , Sam doesn't know "
I turned to Diablo and his frigid gaze at me.
His brown eyes made me feel like shit.Wait, how does he have brown eyes ?They were blue. I know blue eyes even without circulation of blood .
" did anything happen after I brought the body, anything you didn't find usual?"
" well the zip dipped on my finger some blood fell on the body's chest , looking back to wipe it ,It had vanished then there was a mysterious cologne scent " I said .
" Ru , it all makes sense now , "she said as if a lightbulb lit over her head.
Is she thinking what I am avoiding to think.
" don't ".
" you brought this man back to life , so my aunt was right after all"
" maybe it was a coincidence?"
" we tried to revive him by all means possible from Shock to Chest Compressions, it's impossible he may have still been alive he was gone like gone gone poof ! We spent three hours trying to revive him." she said
A scent can tell how someone has soon died or is still alive. That cologne gave off alive scent.Very clear one at that, I didn't take into account.
" sure we will just tell the judge , I miraculously woke him up with my blood , that judge will just look at us like some Twilight obsessed soccer moms" I said
" that's true , no one will really believe if we tell them he's alive , though we are not soccer moms makes it worse" she said.
" what will we do , " she implored.
My eyes shot at the drugs on the cabinet then at the man, the way he was looking at me made my skin crawl.
A look of anguish and resentment, not terrified at me but frightening me .
Donna noticed my staring pattern .
" Ru "
" We have no other option" I said
" But.."
" no one else knows , I don't want to sleep in a cell and lose the one place I sweat my a*s for, do you want to go to jail? Sam has told me enough to know jail is not a bed of roses "
" no , never .I ,jail my a*s "
" good"
I took a syringe and the d**g in one of the bottles ,I didn't even read the tag. I had to be fast before someone for a loading any time soon , his uncle could walk in to bring the clothes, if he finds out this man is alive he will call the cops on me .
He was immobile but his eyes followed every single step I took .
I tapped on the syringe with my middle finger.
I injected him the d**g he went unconscious.
He halted breathing.
I loathe what I did but I had to. Handsome Lazarus can't be alive, not in my morgue ,jail is not my idea of fun . It sounds like good news but on my end it's seen as negligence not to have been keen in noticing a live man among the dead , four morgues had the same cases and they were shut down as a result to teach others a lesson , no way I want to be in the Statistics.
I covered him with a piece of sheet .
As Donna was opening the Denier so I could scroll the body inside I heard jingles .
" someone's at the door ." I said.
We panicked like chickens .
"maybe it's his uncle , quick let's move him"
" where ?"
We were so unsettled we just left the body next to the stand where we conduct an autopsy.
" act cool "
We nodded at each other and walked out of the room ,if I left her back someone would have suspected something since she's not a mortician. If she left me it would have been rude to the guest.
" Is this a bad time "
" you finally showed up" I said
He shifted his eyes to Donna .
" This is Donna , Donna meet my dad ".
She was not expecting that he's my dad , a whole governor.She knows he is ,but she doesn't fully believe it.He's young and what many of my friends would call " hot daddy " argh ,I hate to even say it.
They love him like he's some superhero.
My dad and I are quite not the same when it comes to race ,he's Caucasian and African.
He met my mother when she was pregnant by me, he had come to Accra , he was handling a case representing the Ghana Cocoa farmers against the white retailers and corporations for taking advantage of them . My mom had lost her husband in a robbery gone wrong, as he was transporting the Cocoa beans a g**g ambushed and killed them stealing all the cocoa beans leaving my pregnant mother to take care of herself.
My mother got a job in Accra an a hotel , her work was to clean the sheets change them she worked hard to make sure when I was born I would never lack . That's when she met my dad . They got along pretty quickly ,their friendship blossomed to a relationship .He went with her back to Colorado , USA , where I was born and they got married.
He adopted me as his own child , the best father figure I ever had .Until one day everything changed .Once incident changed our lives forever.
My mother was driving out of town to a nearby city to pick a few supplies , she was good at weaving from mats ,baskets name it .
Orders were coming in that she was so overwhelmed she would spend days weaving , she hardly slept . Due to insufficient materials she had to travel outside town to get more materials to speed up her supplies.
She hadn't taken time to rest the night before , I wish I would have clung on to her not to leave my bed ,I didn't know much, I was seven. She came to my room to bid me goodbye on her journey ,it felt like a last goodbye ,her eyes were puffy she was yawning after every minute .
My dad was against it but she asked him to just let her do her work besides it's a few materials she's getting. She went , I watched her drive off .
We waited for her the next day or a call from her she never called back .
My dad was starting to get worried ,he called her .she was not answering. He called the factory where she was to take her supplies from shockingly they were stunned too , they said she didn't come and have been trying to call.
He called everyone she knew ,he was desperate ,where is my mother?
We assumed maybe she went to rest in a motel as she had left so exhausted .
I made up all the excuses in my head as to why she went silent ,this went for about a week we contacted the Sherriff he assured us he will get to the bottom of it and would get back to us incase of anything .
One night as my father was helping me with homework we heard a knock on the door .
I was excited finally it was her ,she's here ,she's home.
On opening the door and looking up it was not her it was the Sherriff ,he had a solemn look.
My father stood before me .
Sherriff Kelsey took off his hat .
Where is my mother ?
"Mr Carter , it's about your wife ..."
" Honey ,go to your room " My dad said
I went to my room .
Shortly after I sneaked out and watched him from the rail guards upstairs .
He was sobbing uncontrollably as the Sherriff soothed him . Whispering to him .
I immediately knew my mother was never coming back .I slowly went back to my room and laid in bed looking up at the neon stars.
Losing my mother ripped me to shreds .
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