Chapter 13
* I woke up this morning with his scent in the room. I have come to terms that I would always wake up to that recently. I was roused up by the sound of someone chatting and I believed it was one of the helpers but there wasn't any of them in sight. I woke up and it was the TV open. I sat up and looked around the room before glancing at the TV.
“More than 30 bodies were found in the building young and small. Police are already trying to identify the lost remains of the missing persons and some have been located. Non lived through the blown building...”, Pictures and scenes from Henry's building show up and I snap my eyes wondering what had occurred.
The building is to the ground and some photos that were aired on the TV were of people's corpses being hauled out from the falling chunks of the structure. What happened? Where was Henry when that happened? I jumped off the bed and dashed out of the room and went down the stairs. I went to his office and I knocked for some time.
“Mr. Nathaniel just left this morning”, it was one of the workers.
I turn to her.
“When will he be back?”
“After 5 days maybe. He didn't indicate what his stay in Russia would be how long”, What?
“He left for Russia?”
“Yes, Mam. Breakfast is ready”, she says and walks away.
I didn't know he departed. He didn't mention he was leaving.
NATHANIEL Ryan boarded the plane with me this time. Things are not in the clear as yet with Vladimir. He is resisting and it is starting to anger me. I was on my iPad watching the news broadcasts from there about the missing girls being found dead in the building we blasted yesterday. Ryan goes into the plane and he sits opposite me and wears his seat belt and I put my iPad away.
“Was she a good fuck?”, I stare at him.
“Don't disrespect her like that and it was long overdue”
“You are biting yourself here”, he adds.
“We will have another place and get other girls. There are many more girls in the globe to take. Why are you complaining?”
“Burning the building first then what is next? Giving up your status to appease her?”
“That will never happen”
“What if she finds out who you are? That you are part of the program that abducts females throughout the country. That you are the mastermind for drug lords or that you are responsible for every negative thing occurring in Nigeria. That the shoes she wears and crib she sleeps in are the product of sobbing parents out there including hers”
“I will cross that bridge but I would never give up this position.”, he scoffs. I worked too hard for it.
My phone rings and I pull it out and answer it.
“Good day, Boss. The Mrs wants to leave the house”
“Don't let her out until I come back”
“Yes boss”, I hang up.
Ryan glances at me and shakes his head. I ignore him and go back to my iPad.
KAITLIN
I was informed I couldn't leave the home not even if I left with some of these guys and the driver. I don't know where I wanted to go but I simply wanted to get out somewhere and clear my brain. I could've been one of the females that perished there at Henry's building. Would my family ever discover me? Dead or alive? Would they ever identify me after so many years of being missing or have they maybe perished? All of them?
I was sitting there contemplating all of those things and I don't know where or how to answer myself about that would Nathaniel ever allow me to leave and look for my family one day but where do I start? The world is a large place. I don't know where I could reasonably start with searching.
“6 children went missing yesterday in the Near East, the police are on the case. It is reported a white automobile with no registration number was the last item seen with the youngsters. Parents of the little ones...”, The TV shuts off while I am watching and I turn around and look at who switched off the TV and there he is after a week of being away.
I kept myself busy and watched more news daily simply to keep up with everything going outside and the number of missing children has climbed. More with teens than the toddlers. These abductors are on a mission and I know that location. I have been there and hoping the cops do their thing and find those youngsters.
“Hello”, I reply quietly staring at him.
“Hi”, I retain my quiet and he does the same.
“Where is your ring?", I glance at my hands.
I took it off a few days ago. I didn't feel like wearing it.
“It's in the bedroom drawer”
“Why did you take it off?”
“Why did you leave without saying goodbye?”, he groans hard.
“Would it have made a difference?”
“Yes, it would have. I am your purported wife aren't I?”, he presses his lips and buries his hands deep in his pocket.
“Mmmh”, he goes off without even putting up a fight. I hop off the sofa a race up the stairs. I don't even want to sit in the lounge anymore.
One thing I am thrilled about is that Henry will never be in my life ever again but I am heartbroken that beneath his horrible crimes, innocent people perished with him. There were more than 40 dead buried under the building, and no one survived. I am still in anguish about that. Still think that it could've been me with their bodies too with them. I got into the bedroom walked to the drawer and opened there. The ring is still set just where I had left it. I take a big breath and tinker within the drawer take out my ID and glance at it. A knock on the door arises and I stow everything away and I yell come in before the assistants walk in with luggage.
“Good day mam”, it's the ones I haven't seen today.
“Good day, What are those suitcases for?”
“Mr Nathaniel. We are here to drop them off”, I nod and bite my bottom lip.
“Leave us”, he arrives by the door and the helpers nod their heads and hurry out of the room closing it.
He shuts the door and moves farther inside the room.
“I don't like it when you defy me, Kaitlin. I truly don't because that will put you in some severe danger”
“For a ring?”, I gaze at him.
“It's important that you wear it at all times”
“I will when I go out”, he heaved a sigh and approached me.
“I don't know what to do with you”, I glance up at him as he stands in front of me.
His aroma filled my nose and I breathed it quite well for me to like it. I wonder where he buys his fragrances from since it appears like he doesn't buy his goods personally.
“Come here”, he says spreading his arms and I get myself in them.
“Tonight you are getting punished. You have been too disobedient”, he says and I swallow.
“I am sorry”, he releases go of me and takes off his belt.
“Lay on the bed”, he says.
My heart is racing quickly. I lay on the bed and he grabs my hands and binds them with a belt over my head and to the headboard. The only free thing is my legs.
“I…”, I attempt to talk but words escape me.
He takes out a pocket knife and tears my pajama bottoms swiftly. I am terrified, I am truly scared at the moment.
“I am sorry, please”, I say, attempting to plead with him.
He removes the shredded pants and starts ripping my underwear. I close my eyes since I don't want to watch what is going to happen next. Here it is, what has been the tale of my whole life. The terror prompted me to open my eyes to see what was going on as waiting in suspense was killing me.