Gunman

SUBMISSIVE ☄️

Written by: Moye Esther

Chapter 7✍️

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Evan groaned in pain as he slowly sat up. He looked around him, discovering it wasn't his room, he tried to recall what happened.

Charlie spoke up, seeing that his brother's face showed confusion.

"You passed out", he said, startling Evan. He didn't know he wasn't alone and almost screamed in fear. He really is a scaredy cat.

"Oh, hi", Evan stuttered nervously. He was trying to cover up his scared reaction. Charlie chuckled, obviously getting what Evan was trying to do.

"Don't try to pretend", he scoffed. "You scaredy cat", he teased.

Evan blushed in embarrassment and smiled, his Emily face suddenly turning into a frown as he recalled what happened hours ago.

"Was the gunman caught?"

"Nope", Charlie breather out.

He really wished the gunman was caught also. He hurt his brother and so he wasn't supposed to go scot-free. He escaped but he still went scot-free.

"The party was ruined. The couple are out of the state so they are kinda safe until the man is apprehended." Charlie narrated.

"Are you feeling any kinda pain tho?" Charlie questioned. He definitely won't waste time in taking him to the hospital if he's feeling pain.

"I'm fine", Evan grunted, touching his forehead. "Just a little bump that hurts", he hissed, feeling the bruised bump on his forehead.

"You don't need to go to the hospital right?"

"No, I'm fine man", Evan said, loving the look on Charlie's face. He looked so worried. Evan hasn't seen him look that way for years.

"Isn't there some kinda cctv in the toilet and hallways?", he fused.

"No, I don't think so, well, none that I know of", Charlie said. "I can ask the police though", he completed.

Evan suddenly remembered Dolly. He remembered seeing her going towards the toilet after the groom left. Panicking internally, he hoped she didn't get hurt by the man. He doesn't know if she returned or not. He turned to Charlie.

"Did you see Dolly in the midst of the chaos?", he asked.

"Who's Dolly?", Charlie questioned, obviously confused.

"The girl I told you about"

"Oh! No I didn't. Why?

"I saw her leaving for the toilet after the groom. I don't know if she returned or not." He furrowed his eyebrows in deep thoughts. He really hopes she wasn't hurt.

"She's probably fine", Charlie tried calming him. Why don't you call her?"

Evan slammed his palm on his face, hissing as his palm touched the bruise, stinging him.

"I don't have her contact", he said, almost groaning. He really hit his face real hard.

Charlie looked at him like he had grown two heads.

"Are you kidding me?", he questioned then shook his head. He shouldn't be surprised. This is the type of brother he has, unfortunately.

Evan didn't spare Charlie a glance. He's still engrossed in his thinking.

"I know I should've asked of her contact. I forgot to" He lamented, his voice sounding bitter.

"You were too happy to remember, I suppose." Charlie taunted, a lopsided smile on his lips.

"Ouch!" Charlie exclaimed as the hand towel hit his face, turning his eyeballs red. Evan laughed fulfilling, like he had just won the olympic. He threw a hand towel on his face, the same one that was placed on his forehead minutes ago.

Charlie was shocked for a while before covering it up with a laugh. A fake one though. His brother rarely retaliated and if he did, it was through his words. Him retaliating now should of course shock him. Knowing that it's because of the Dolly girl baffled him still.

He stood up, calling Evan's attention ago seemed like he had zoned our again.

"Let's go home", he breathed out, "We can spend the whole day here though", he added, sarcastically, eating a glare from Evan.

"Why don't we head to the police station first to know their about their progress on the", Evan chipped in.

"Yea, you're right".

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Charlie entered the station, looking around for an officer. He left Evan in the car when he was complaining of headache. He didn't want to stress him and so had to go in alone.

An officer sighted him and came closer to him.

"May I help you?", he questioned authoritavely, he deep baritone voice resounding in the quiet room.

Charlie was about to reply when he saw a familiar face. It was his mum's friend who is a police officer. He is also the one who came to the party, he went closer to him.

"Good day Sir".

"How are you doing?"

"Very good Sir"

"And Evan?"

"He's fine as well".

The officer started walking then gestured to Charlie to follow him. He followed him to his own private office.

"You can have your sit", he stated, sitting himself.

"I just wanted to your progress with the case", he pointed out, sitting down.

"The cctv was put off so we couldn't find the culprit", he said, obviously disappointed. "But", he added, "we saw the footage of a woman going towards the toilet few minutes before the incident and we've called her for questioning."

"Can I please see the footage?" Charlie pleaded.

"Sure, but that's because you're close to me"

"Yeah. Thanks", he replied.

The officer called out to another officer, a younger one to bring the footage. Charlie couldn't wait to see the footage as he jumped up immediately the younger officer brought in the flash to be imputed into a computer.

The video started and indeed, it was a woman. Charlie moved forward. The woman looked oddly familiar to him. He tried to recall who it is and he did. He couldn't believe who it was, or still, he doesn't believe she can be the gunman.