Suspicious

Arriving at my door step, I get out of the car quickly. I open my bag, fishing out my keys, I open the doors and pull them open.

The moment I step into the house, I feel weird and odd. Like as though, someone was present in the house as well, even if it sounded Impossible to me. I slowly walk in, turning the lights on as I go. The door securely shut behind me. I make my way to my room, but before then I call out to my caretaker. "Sally, please come to my room when you're done. I have an important work for you."

I ascend the stairs and turn right. Ten steps more and I find myself right Infront of my room. With a weak sigh, I walk in close the door and just lay on the bed like a dead corpse.

When I shut my eyes, I could have sworn I felt an unknown presence in my room. I open my eyes but don't see anyone.

I sigh and make my way to the washroom. Must have been my hallucination, what else could it be.

But little did I know I was dead wrong.

*****

After getting dressed, I sit on my bed grooving my hair, then suddenly there's a knock against the door.

"yes, who is it?" I ask, still combing my hair.

"it's Sally, ma'am."

On hearing this, I slowly set down my comb.

"oh, Sally. Please, come in." I say getting to my feet. The door slowly opens, and a woman of brown hair and green eyes walks in.

"You can sit if you wish." I say calmly. She doesn't comply.

"I called you here, to update you on the police case. They claim an insider must be helping them, but I trust you. But I just want to confirm something from you. Did...did anyone come here today when I was gone?" I ask carefully and direct.

She lowers her head. "no ma'am." she replies. Voice shaking and palms rubbing nervously against each other. I could have sworn they were shaking.

"all right, you can leave." I say turning my back to her.

"alright ma'am." she says and leaves the room. My thoughts are completely blank after that.

*****

A lady walks silently into the kitchen. Her eyes darting around for any approaching presence. She brings her phone out her pocket and hurriedly duals a number.

"hello.." she says a two hands over her phone, her eyes still darting around.

"we have a problem." she says.

After a while she answers saying, "they suspect, we have to eliminate her as soon as possible before the matter escalates further." she adds.

"hurry, before it's too late." she adds and hangs up. She leaves the kitchen quickly before. anyone finds her.

*****

The next morning...

I awoke with the most painful headache one could have ever imagined. I leave the house on foot with the intention of jogging.

On my way I spot a girl crying. I stop by to ask her what was the matter.

"I'm lost, I can't seem to find my older brother." she said. I look at her helpless face and my heart instantly aches.

I'll try to help you find him. But do you know where you live?" I ask her, she nods in reply.

"alright, tell me." She does and soon we hit the road.

"remind me of your flat number again, I think I forgot." I say once we arrive at the estate.

"flat number 20" She adds

"alright." she says and soon were walking for another fifteen minutes in search of flat number 20.

On reaching there, I knock twice. And a young lady of not less than twenty four opens the door.

"good day." I say.

"good day to you too." she replies looking at me with clear concussion written all over her face.

"please do you know her, I happened to find her crying out on the streets so I thought to bring her home to you." I say, and as soon as her eyes land on the girl she nearly collapses with joy.

"Vanica, here you are!" she exclaims and the little girl runs into her arms.

"thank you." she says looking up at me.

"your welcome, it's no problem really. Please let her brother know she's safe and sound upon his return." I say, as I turn around to leave."I will." she says as they both walk inside.

On my way nearly home, I receive a call. I answer and what I hear makes me pause.

"is this Miss Luciana?" the caller asks.

"yes it's me. Who am I speaking with please?" I ask.

"The police, we've got some information on your case."

" alright, I'll be on my way." I say, hanging up and rushing over to the house. I get dressed quickly and drive off to the police station. But before then, I call my secretary to let him know I won't be coming to office today.

With that I set off.

AT THE POLICE STATION:

I get down from my car and walk into the station.

I make my way for the inspectors desk.

"Good morning inspector." I say in greeting.

"good morning." he replies, before getting to his feet to shake hands with me.

"please, have a seat." he says gesturing to the seat behind me. I sit, just as he does.

"you must be Miss Luciana right?" he asks.

"Indeed I am. You called me here?" I ask, not wanting to waste any more time.

"yes, we did. We receive information that a family member had planned this entire conspiracy." he says.

"what do you mean?" I ask.

"I mean that, someone else knew that both you and your mom would be attacked that very night." he answers.

"it means my mom was framed." I say more of a fact than a question.

"indeed, and not only that. I seems you have a family secret too." he adds carefully.