(Chapter 16)

[Itrisha's pov]

I had a terrible headache, we rode carefully back into the forest, I knew there were lookouts if they see me, they see me if they don't they don't.

We got out in a wooded area, I could see the worry on Annette's face and I was sorry to put her and her children through this, but she didn't say anything.

After opening up one of the tarpaulins, I spead the thick spread on it and we sat down on it, keeping my ears and eyes peeled we let the children have a rest.

I kept my gun in my lap and so did Annette, anger and hurt cloud my thoughts.

If only I had the camper van I thought, then a thought struck me, I got up and packed our things in one of the carrier on the atv bike using the other tarpaulin, I fixed it just in case it started to rain.

Searching for a place that sold phones I drove back into Kakamega town. Annette waited in the car park with the children slightly covered as to stay hidden.

After using my fake passport to buy the two new phones, I googled furnished apartments and called the Eliphan furnished apartments.

Then using google maps to take us thier, we kept our two other phones turned off, we knew how good the twin techs were.

After viewing the apartment I rented a three bedroom one, collected the key then parked and went in with our bags, I paid the security at the gate to keep our atv bikes safe.

I searched online on where I could buy a van or a truck, we couldn't live in an apartment forever and with six children we needed jobs.

In the night we screw off the carriers off the bikes, I put them in a storeroom on the compound helped by the security guard.

Whom I told that we were hiding from very abusive husbands and thier families who treated us like slaves, so if anyone come asking for us, he should not give out any information.

The next day we browsed trucks and houses, the container houses were ideal so we researched those, I went to look at a truck the same day, after questioning the security.

He said he would be off the next day and didn't mind escorting me, I bought a microwave, a kettle and two cases of bottled water, that day after visiting a couple stores.

Trusting no one I took a taxi back to the apartment wearing a brand new wig, hat and glasses. The security was only too glad to help me to carry my purchases, I had him place them by the door.

No one knew how many children was with us and no one can be trusted.

We prepared some food and talked, feeling much better that I would be purchasing the truck the next day. I would lock the bikes in it for now.

After reaching back with the truck, we put the bikes in it, I was happy with my purchase.

The other security guard looked at us, so I told our security friend make sure to warn him and he did.

The following day I left early taking a taxi, with a portion of money a gun with the silencer on it and an extra loaded clip along with my passport.

I went to look at the container model houses the container building agency had on display.

After asking how I went about purchasing one, I gave them the same sorry story of running from abusive husbands and thier families who treated us like slaves.

In tears I asked how I could get the land without drawing any attention because my husband worked in the government and I was very afraid of being found, me and my children needed somewhere to live peacefully and safe.

The understanding lady promised to do some private research and called me, I thanked her in tears then left.

We were very much involved in the design of how we wanted the container house, we wanted to be able to add onto to the containers, they listen and complied.

I thought about how far we have came from, but settling in Kenya wasn't so bad, we could make a new start here.

Truth be told I felt more comfortable here, with more people of my complexion.

One month and two weeks after..

The containers was unloaded on a lovely property, a concrete bathroom will be added in the coming week, we have moved and live in so many different places, we hoped to call this home.

The fence was low but we would build it up soon, Annette use the little money she had and we bought two beds, a stove and a fridge, the solar panels would be added on and grilled down before we moved in.

People in and around the area did farming and raise cattle, there were a lot of open land spaces, I asked the construction contractor if he could add on another two rooms and bathroom and what would be the cost.

Not wanting to spend all the money I settled for just another bedroom and bathroom, it was neatly done in three weeks, getting grilled before we moved in.

We looked for job opportunities near us and got the fenced hoisted with the zinks painted o match the wall, even though it wasn't so busy around here I wasn't taking any chances.

Asking a friendly neighbor about school, we got the girls enrolled, we got all thier school supplies and uniforms they would be attending in the coming new year.

Getting a chicken coop built that Christmas, was a great accomplishment. Telling my friendly neighbor to tell friends that we would be selling chickens, I put a sign on our gate so they would know we were selling chickens.

Annette would keep the babies while I go to work in January, but I wasn't taking any chances so we went and bought a van using Annette's fake identity. Our passports said we were American citizens so we use the privileges that came with it.

Annette would take the children to and from school, she would drop me in town in the mornings and pick me up in the evenings we were still keeping a low profile.

I never wanted to feel dependent on any man ever again, neither for safety nor financial assistance and definitely not for love.

We kept to our routine and kept a low profile, people in our neighborhood refer to us as sisters and we let it stayed that way.

Keeping the security guard from the apartment as our friend, we message or call each other sometimes, but I really kept in touch to find out if any one came asking after us.

Working has a chef's assistant in a guess house was good, I got good pay and I didn't have to be out front, it was our security friend who got me this job.

I caught onto the dishes quickly, weeks passed and I was earning and saving we applied for cable, but had to use data plans for internet uses.

In some area it was like Jamaica, some places aren't fully developed.

One of the head chef's has been asking me out for weeks now, but I wasn't interested.

When I told Annette she went and bought me a lovely dress the next day, I will not be telling her anything again. I knows she means well, but men were last on my agenda.

I was still hurt over Kemeil and what he had done, I cried myself to sleep on some nights.

I would be lying if I said I didn't miss his strong arms, being wrapped around me, the look of his beautiful grey eyes when we were having sex and although his dick felt like it was going to strain me sometimes. I was willing to take it, just to have a man to myself to care and grow with, to be a father to my children and to love us always.

Weeks pass and he kept asking me so I told him, I would only be going with him to try out the food, he laughed and was happy I finally accepted to go out with him, he was fine as hell but I didn't want any relationships right now.

Annette forced me to do my nails and did my hair for me, I bought a beautiful wedge heel sandal to wear with the dress to which Annette cursed and complained that I should have bought something more nicer.

After putting on a lovely china-gold set of earrings, chains and a bracelet, I was ready. "You look very good," said Annette. "Really, thank you." I replied.

Annette drove me to the restaurant, because I didn't want Kéiran to know where I live, I use the address of the apartment we use to live for work.

The dinner was great and I enjoyed myself, he told me about himself, while I avoided as much of his personal questions as I could, I told him that I didn't want our friendship to affect our work.

He was pushing for more but I wasn't giving, it would have to stay at friendship and we'll see where it goes from here.

The hairs on my neck prickled and I looked around cautiously, seeing everyone minding thier own business we had desert.

I texted Annette when I was soon ready to leave, she would wait for me two stores up from the restaurant so she would see me as I came out and drive towards me.

We bid our goodbyes as I told him my sister would be here any minute now to take me home. He offered to walk me to meet her, so we walked out of the restaurant, heading across the small car park to the pavement of the main road to wait on Annette.

We were almost thier when I was roughly hauled back and got a hard slap across my face. I was so frightened, by the time I realized what was happening Kemeil was killing me with licks.

A car alarmed blared and I looked to see someone beating up Kéiran, I took off my sandals and hurled them at Kemeil, at this time security and people from the restaurant was coming towards us.

I made a mad dash to the street hardly seeing where I was going because my left eye was swelling and shutting, I saw a taxi and ran in to it, screaming at the driver to drive.

Has the car was driving off thier was too hard thump on the vehicle, I shouted to the driver to drive, Kemeil was trying to open the door while the car was driving off, but the driver stepped on the gas.

I gave the driver the address to the apartment complex and he drove in that direction, I wanted to call Annette to tell her to meet me thier but it was then I realized that I didn't have my purse containing my phone, lip gloss and money.

Tonight was a Friday night, my security friend supposed to be at work, when we reached I asked the driver to honk the horn at the gate.

I called to my friend and he came out, he was surprised about my face asking what happened, but I asked him to loan me some money to pay the taxi driver has my purse had been stolen.

Stepping out barefooted, he paid the taxi driver and he drove off, I asked him to call Annette quickly and he was about to when I saw the van driving speedily towards us.

Jumping in quickly I promise to call him, we drove home speedily while checking to make sure we weren't being followed.

Annette iced my face as we go over all that had happened, she said she had parked and was waiting for me when she saw me dashed across the street and into the taxi, she saw Kemeil ran behind me and then saw Petran jogging after him.

I was still in shock, after telling her about my phone, that was lost in my purse we started to plan. We couldn't just up and leave with the children all the time, I was tired to and I knew she was too.

The girls would be staying home come Monday morning, teacher's numbers were in my phone, my workplace and co-workers numbers, the security, a few business places, I knew he could get my phone opened.

I wondered if Kéiran was ok, his number was in that phone too, I was not going into work that Saturday morning. My face and body ached from the licks Kemeil gave me.

With thousands of thoughts going through my head, I tried not to think. I felt hurt in every way, remembering how angry he was and how painful his hands slapped me.

Annette went to purchase a new phone and new phone SIM cards. I packed our get-the-fuck-outta-dodge bags and cleaned the truck, the girls were to stay inside,

Limping in pain I fed the chickens and start cooking, I was in pain and felt weak.

Returning with two new extra SIM cards and her face vexed, Anette said our security friend called her, saying Kemeil was wreaking havoc on the apartment complex.

She told our security friend to deny knowing us but he had his phone taken by someone sounding like Sleven so she just threw away the SIM card and bought two new ones.

We cleaned and sorted out the van, we would be quarantining, so Annette went back to the grocery store and bought some extra stuff, mostly non perishable food stuffs.

When she came back we packed everything we may need in the van and drove it to the back of the property covering it.

Keeping the bag with the important documents with us, life was going so good for us, I thought regrettably.

Our second batch of chicken would be ready next week, our main worry now was them finding where we live.

I called my workplace to tell them about the attack, but they were already informed by Kéiran who told them we were attacked by robbers, so much for keeping our date private I thought.

Kéiran had put in a weeks request leave for me, I asked the secretary to thank him for me and told her my purse was stolen along with my phone.

They all thought it was just a case of robbery and Kéiran had reported it to the police.

The friendly neighbor came to help us butcher the chickens that week and we acted normal, with our little banterings, my face had nearly gotten back to normal.

Selling the truck and the two atv bikes, along with the carriers the following week, I didn't know they would have sold that fast, due to the fact that I did not have any papers for the atv bikes.

Handing in my resignation letter Friday afternoon, I stepped out of the office going through the lounge to the car park.

Coming through the entrance was Rye and a group of men, I was so frightened I turned and doubled back towards the office.

When I reached a safe distance I glanced sideways, seeing the last man walking with them heading to the elevators, I waited a few minutes then headed out to the van I was glad I was wearing my wig and dark glasses.

Switching on my old phone I dialed Nicole's number, but I hung up when she answered, I then text her telling her that Rye was here in Africa and the name of the guest house.

The battery died immediately since I haven't been using it since we left Kakamega forest. I plugged it in and it came on after a few minutes.

I drove out and went into the town centre, parking in a shopping centres paking lot, my mind was reeling off the hook, Rye being here can not be good for us.

My old phone rang with Nicole's caller I D, I answered. "Hello?" "I want my children you whoring bitch, you are going to regret being born when I find you and tell your stinking ass hoe of a friend that Petran wants his kid." I could have hung up the phone but I didn't.

Kemeil's voice ranted on the other end of the line, I remembered the licks he gave me the other night and my heart hurt. "Are you hearing me you ungrateful black bitch?" He was cursing on the line and I knew the call was being traced.

"Rye must be fucking you why he has been in your grasp so many times, yet he leaves without a scratch. Tell me, is Rye or anyone hunting you down or you get a kick out of fucking people lives up?" I said very sternly into the phone, but didn't wait for him to respond.

I looked around for cctv camera's, pointing my middle finger at the nearest one, I switch off the phone and drove off.

Driving straight home I emptied the van then drove to the car dealer place, I put the van up for sale and bought another bigger van.

It was dusk as I was heading home, turning an intersection I was just in time to see a motorcyclist grabbed a woman's bag and rode off, I drove him down to a lonely road shotting him in his leg, he fell with the bike.

I hauled on my gloves has I looked up and down and got out of the van, I took the bag from him at gunpoint then let him struggle to hoist the bike in the van back.

I gave him three to run and he did, hobbling on his good leg, I turned and headed home, I used the woman's I.D from the bag and rent a car that night. Driving to the side of the road near the guess house I parked, waited and watched.

A blue town-ace van drove out with Rye's men, they can always be easily spotted. A few seconds after a black honda civic drove off.

I waited a while then drive off too, not bothering to follow them I drove to a pizza outlet and parked in the parking lot, after a while I went in.

I was wearing a dark blue ripped jeans and a long sleeve navy blue top with a black all stars and my reading glasses. A nice bob cut black wig sat on my head, I knew I look ok and I was getting a few male attention.

After purchasing two large pizzas, I went and sit back in the car weighing my mind on what to do, I screwed on my silencer and put my gun in my lap, taking off the ridiculous glasses and putting on my gloves.

Where could they have gone I wondered, the gas tank was filled and with nowhere to go I drove around a bit, pulling into a club's car park on the outskirts of town.

There were a lot of male presence on the outside so I didn't leave the car, I wasn't dressed for the club anyway and I was alone.

I sat in the dark car park for a while, the music was thumping all the way, feeling bored I was thinking to drive off when four men walked past my car, one of them was carrying a neat black bag.

They were Rye's men, then Rye and another man walked past the car also, it was a good thing the place was dark, I could not risk being seen, they headed to where the dark blue van was parked.

At that very minute a sudden commotion and silenced shot being fired were heard, but the loudness of the music from the club did not draw much attention to the car park.

From my point of view, men were seen running about and taking cover, the man with the bag ran back my way to pass the car, I opened my car door hitting him, he fell to the ground and his gun flew out of his hand.

Pointing my gun on him, he tried to reach his gun, but I kicked him hard in the face, his gripped loosened on the bag, but has I tried to take it, he held onto it again and tried to tackle me, so I shot him on his hand.

Taking the bag I dashed into the car, shots were being fired and people were running from out of the club and all over, I started the car and drove over the man on the ground who had the bag.

Thinking fast I head out blaring my horn has people were running all about, I drove off and headed back to my side of town, I didn't know what was in the bag.

I took up the phone and called Annette, while on the phone I drove into a restaurant empty parking lot, I turned from any cctv camera, looking quickly into the bag while talking to Annette, I nearly dropped the phone.

The bag felt heavy but I didn't know what to expect, it was filled with fifty and U.S one hundred dollar bills in coils. I told Annette to come meet me and directed her to where I shot the bike robber earlier.

I told her to bring a bag as I weren't sure if thier were any trackers on the bag and the bottle of beach that was under the kitchen sink, we told each other to be careful as I got back on the road and speeded to the location.

Before turning unto the lonely road I dialed Annette's number, she was thier waiting for me with her gun in her hand, I drove along the passenger door and told her to toss the bag and keep her eyes peeled.

I emptied the cash into the bag, took out the pizzas and wiped down the car door and steering wheel.

I parked the car on the side of the road, then doused it with the bleach, the handle and the steering wheel and anywhere I may have touched.

Locking it I threw the keys and the woman's bag with her I.D and all into the nearby bushes, I really intended to return them but she must have reported the robbery by now and they may be looking for that bike guy.

We went to the apartment we use to live and asked our security friend to lend us his scanner, I told him about the incident and that our husbands were looking for us.

On hearing that they didn't came back and he didn't spill we ran the scanner over the bag multiple times then gave it back to him.

We went home and packed the van, deciding to go away for a few days. Me and Annette pushed the bike to the back hiding it into some bushes.

To be continued..

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