Murder in Fire

I tried as hard as possible to control myself after Sylvia informed me of the new development, I had to think of a way to send a message without drawing attention to our activities, also this was something that I had to do by myself.

Throughout that week I stalked Mr Onyia, I knew everything about his schedule, I also knew that his family would be leaving on Friday to go on a trip so Saturday was the only time I had to do something about it.

Mr Onyia lived in an apartment provided by the school towards the edge of the school premises, it was quite secluded from the school as it was a new apartment, this was the reason why I could stake out the place without any disturbance. I was already getting pissed off when I saw him getting ready to go out, I waited patiently until he had gone far before I came out of my hideout. I went in through one of the faulty windows at his backyard and made my way into his kitchen where I cut the gas pipes causing a gas leakage, I then lighted a candle in his living room and dashed out of the house as fast as I could. I knew that it'll take long before anything could happen but I couldn't take any risks. I watched from the bushes for about five minutes but nothing happened,then I saw Mr Onyia coming back . I had already thought that the mission was botched but as soon as he opened his door , a large explosion occurred , glass shattered and him running out with of the yard all bloodied up with glass shards all over his body. Also from where I was standing I saw how badly burnt his face was, I also knew that it was a matter of time before the military police showed up and started investigating so I ran as hard as I could away from the scene of the crime regardless of the fact that it would look suspicious if someone saw me running from the scene.

As if there was a being watching over me ,it was when I finally entered the hostel that I heard sirens of fire trucks and MP vans. I was going through alot of emotional stress at that moment because everything at that moment was telling me that I was going to be caught.

On Sunday I was too scared to leave my room and that was how I stayed, scared that at any moment I would be arrested. I couldn't even meet the guys I worked with but it didn't cause any issues because they all assumed I had health issues.

During the Monday assembly, we were informed that Mr Onyia passed away a day before which was Sunday. Contrarily to what I expected most students were actually relieved of the fact that he was dead , a rare expression to a very tragic event. I asked one guy close to me why most people were not fazed by the news and what he told me blew my mind. He said that although nobody in the school was capable of killing someone, most of the people wanted to do things to that man.

The fact that nobody seemed to care about this man showed that he was legit human trash and I did the world a favour by taking him out and that steeled my resolve , little did I know that I just stepped into a new world and there was no coming back.