We have moved to OtiStories.com and would no longer post here. See you there...

THE WEDDING MYSTERY Pt 2

October 22, 2017 by
He said I could come over to see Paul. So I went straight to Paul's ward. I was so glad to see those dazzling eyes gazing at me again. I was short of words and also very thankful to God for sparing his life for me.

''READ ALSO: PART 1''

 Though he seemed to be in pains I could sense that he was trying to hide it from me perhaps to make me feel relaxed and stop panicking. I asked him if he had any enemies that wished him dead. I asked him if he knew the assassins and if they had by any means mentioned who sent them. But he answered No.. to the questions. I spent about 30 minutes with him and Sandra was with me all through and then after a while I decided to go home to change. I had not even left the premises when a nurse came running to us. It was about 7pm in the evening at that time. She kept shouting on us to come back even as she ran towards us.

''The border between Canada and the United States is officially known as the International Boundary. At 5,525 miles, including 1,538 miles between Canada and Alaska, it is the world's longest border between two nations''
So we stopped and waited for her to get to us. When she did all she said was ''please come back!''. I thought I had dropped any of my belongings behind or maybe Paul wanted to speak to me but on getting to the reception, I met the doctor standing by the door. He looked at me, shook his head and said, ''he is gone!''. ''Just like that? I can't believe it!''  .. were the last exclamations I could remember that I had made and then I saw my self  lying on the hospital bed with my wedding gown hung beside me. Thank God for Sandra. She was still beside me all along. She was the person who told me that I had slumped after hearing the news of Paul's death.

 Yes. Paul died and I proposed in my heart to find that person who wanted him dead and for what reason. I was set to make that person pay severely for what he did.

So after Paul was buried 7days after his death I went to the police station where his best man had said he reported the  incident and to my surprise, I was told that, no incident of such was reported by the name I specified, on that day and at the said time. I was very astonished because I went there to ask if there was any news with regards to the case just for me to find out that Kelechi was never at the station that day. So I narrated what happened to the police officers and they were very keen to get to the bottom of it all.

From the station, I went to Kelechi's house immediately where I was told that they last saw him about a week ago when he left for a wedding and since then he hadn't returned home. I became more confused. So I called Sandra to ask if she had seen Kelechi but she said No.  I became more terrified so I went back to the police. There I was advised not to disclose my findings to anyone nor tell anyone that the matter is been investigated by the police. I was told to give them my phones why I used another phone number temporarily.

A month passed and then 2 yet there was no news. I had began to lose faith in the police when one Tuesday morning, I got a call from one of the officers to hurry to the station as soon as I could. CLICK HERE FOR PART 3



Thank you for reading.
Keep a date with otistories.blogspot.com everyday for new stories!