DON'T GET CAUGHT

DON'T GET CAUGHT EPISODE ELEVEN

Guys around helped get my mum and made her seat on a chair. the cab guy was still waiting as I had not paid him because of the confusion that had struck in seconds I walked back to the gate still trying to be strong I guess it still hadn't really sank that my dad was really gone. I called a few boys to help with the shopping, I paid the cab guy and he gave his condolences as he left. The drama that was unfolding there was real. I wondered if people were celebrating or mourning.

I went and sat next to my mum and hugged her as I tried to comfort her. It hurt me to see her cry like that.

The mourners left one after the other and finally it was just us. Mum grandma and a few of my aunt's. I asked what had happened and mum said He died in his sleep. He went to bed yesterday asked mum not to wake him up and just like that he never got up this morning. I went inside to see what was left of him as he was still lying on his bed. When I saw him I broke down and cried. I couldn't hold it anymore neither could I pretend that it didn't hurt.

The memories of him teaching me how to shoot birds in the sky and go after rabbits in the bush came flashing by. I even remembered the day I accidentally pulled a chair he was going to sit on and he fell on his butt and we laughed so hard. My dad was a soldier but at home he was so gentle and kind. He was a man of the people and that explains the crowd I found when I got back. He was loved by children. They would see him coming in his uniform and they would go matching and singing behind him.

How could he just sleep and decide not to wake up, didn't he want to see me, did I fail him? I shook him hoping this sleeping thing was one of his many jokes but he was really gone. My dad is dead and I never got to say goodbye.

My aunt's came to get me so that I could at least have breakfast as his body was being taken to the morgue. I couldn't, how could someone even afford to eat?

I went back to where my mum was and at least she had calmed down. My other mothers were there but we didn't have a very good relationship so after saying hello I sat with mum and grandma as we had to begin the funeral arrangements.

I wanted to give my dad a proper send off like the hero he was. For me it didn't matter if people saw my dad as a failure or a frustrated drunkard. He was still the best dad ever. I feel sorry I never got to make it up to him but I guess I will have to step up and take all the responsibilities he had and that includes to feed his three wives and children and give them a better life, at least now am capable.

It’s been a week and we are burying dad this weekend. If only my phone could speak. I had calls and text messages coming through from Finch, Sally, my boss’s wife from abroad everyone was calling me. I didn't respond to any of them, I didn't want to be beast at least not here, all I wanted was to have time with my mum at least I owed her that much. My sister's came and it was a good family re union only that the man of the house was missing.

On Saturday we were done with the burial. I saw off the important guests and these included my father's former work mates, my in laws and my sisters. I stayed a few more days just to make sure mum was okay then realized I had a deadline to meet. The rate at which my phone was ringing one would think I was a very important person.

Mum encouraged me to go back to work before I lost my driving job to someone else. She promised me that she was going to be okay. I believed her because I had witnessed how strong she was.

I gave her some money for her upkeep and made sure I sorted my Grandma, all my aunt's and two mothers too. Grandma told me once that if someone said thank you and God bless you, they had spoken blessings over you. I needed these blessings because the way things were unfolding i felt cursed.

the following morning I prepared myself, took breakfast went to dads grave for a moment of silence then went back to the house and had grandma pray for me before I left. When they were done I hugged mum and grandma then left. When I got to town I got a bus that was leaving in the next few minutes. I hopped in and was on my way back to Nairobi.

I got to Nairobi town at 2 and went straight to see Finch as I didn't have any luggage to drop home. I took a cab and it dropped me by the office at 3. I put on my mask, got out and walked into the building and for the first time guys were saying hi to me as I came in and not walking towards different directions. kwesi actually came and shook my hand. His bullet wounds were already healed.

I walked into the office and found Finch making some coffee. When he saw me he made a sigh.

Me: so now what, I have been gone like two seconds and my phone can't breathe?

Finch: nice to see you too Beast please sit.

I did and he offered to make me coffee but I declined for obvious reasons. I still didn't trust him enough to let him fix me coffee.

Finch: you said you will be gone for three days it's been a week and three days.

Me: I bumped into an unavoidable situation.

Finch: what happened?

Me: my dad passed.

He had this shocked look in his face.

Me: so what was so urgent?

Finch: you are a wanted man.

Me: tell me something I don't know.

Finch: I found out that G-crew is not our only problem. When you were away there was an attack on G- crew offices with claims that Genral's guys had started a fight in the club causing two deaths.

Me: where do we come in?

Finch: the second death was actually caused by Phil he hit the guy's head with a metal rod and he died on the spot.

Me: where is Phil?

Finch: he has gone into hiding. No communication no code red. it’s been two days now.

Me: we will look into Phil's story tomorrow. If there is a third party then where have they been operating from?

Finch: there has been a lot of rumors that the base where the car wash is has a gang that is terrorizing guys around that area am starting to think James and Luke were part of that gang no wonder they wouldn't speak out.

Me: I really can't deal with this right now. I need to go and rest. I will be here tomorrow at 9:00am so that we can go through this again. There can't be another gang, not now.

I got up to take my leave. I've been back for a minute and I already have problems to start solving.

Finch: hey,

I turned to look at him.

Finch: am sorry about your dad and it's good to have you back.

For the first time, he sounded sincere..

Me: thanks.

I was in my room at last. It feels like I have been away for too long. I gave mum a call to confirm that I had reached safely, took a shower then dropped on the bed thinking of Finch's discovery as I waited for sleep to take over.

I woke up at 7:45am the following morning; I fixed some coffee then hit the shower. A few minutes later I got dressed and stepped out. I took my car confidently knowing everyone was reluctant. No one was really looking for beast because I had been given the job to look for myself.

My car needed to be cleaned so I decided to leave it at the petrol station where I left it last time as I was going to see Sally. They have a car wash services as well then maybe pick it in the evening when I was done with my running around.

I got to the office at 10:00am and Finch was waiting for me. I sat and we chat for a while then decided to call for a search party for Phil. If he hadn't been seen for two days then that meant there was a problem. We called the guys for a short meeting and asked them if anyone knew of his whereabouts. No one did! I asked some of his friends to check his house and communicate if they found him.

Hours later there still wasn't any communication. I decided to leave the office and go see Sally. I had not spoken to her since kevin's burial and I wanted to know why she kept calling. I got to her place at around 7:00pm we talked about her progress and her plans now that Kevin was not there to support her. Sally and i were not so close and visiting her rather felt awkward but i owed that to my dead friend, he would do the same for me if ot was reversed. I also had dinner at her place then left at around 9:00pm. I went for my car at the petrol station and trust me this was the beginning of a long night.

I paid for the services then took my car and drove off. I didn't bother wearing my mask because it was at night and I was going straight home. A few minutes later I got to a point where I needed to slow down because someone had got a flat tire in the middle of the road causing a little bit of traffic. I slowed down and while at it a car came by and I saw a man point a gun at me. He shot twice but the glass held the bullet so I sped off. The noise made by the gun was heard by everyone causing panic with some people getting out of their cars and running off. The guys were still after me and the moment. I stopped to get out of my car to try and fight them back but before I did the police showed up in their car blocking mine. One shot at the other car which sped off after seeing police.

An attempt to hide my gun failed as the police was staring at me with a gun pointed towards me. He commanded me to get out of the car as the one who was shooting the other guys came back and was attempting to open the door.

This was that day I got to pay for all my crimes. The thought to run them over and speed off crossed my mind but I couldn't. I took my phone and sent code red to Finch, added the word police at the end and switched it off. I then decided to get out having no other option.

One of the police grabbed my arm pushed me to the car and handcuffed me; those guys were so rough I mean they couldn't see how delicate my skin was. What was my crime, I still didn't know. They told me they had been waiting for me. So why where they waiting for me again? Someone had tipped them off that I was carrying a dead body in the boot of my car. What was that? How did that Even happen, I had not killed anyone in while and this sounded like some kind of a joke only that it wasn't funny.

The police checked my car and found my gun and that was evidence number one then asked me how to open the boot, one of the officer pushed me towards the back of the car and to my shock there was indeed a dead body with a bullet wound in the head. It wasn't only a dead body but it was Phil. The same guy we had been looking for the whole day. This was one of those few times I was speechless. I wasn't thinking because my mind was simply blocked out of shock.

I followed the police to their car the officer pushed me into the back seat as the other one got into my car and we all headed to the police station. It wasn't a long ride so in a few minutes we were there. I got out and they took me straight into an interrogation room. That was going to be a long night.