#FewWords
Put a smile on someone's face today

Recap
Hammad, Jackson, Alex, and Samantha just stood like there feet were rooted to the ground. No word came out of their mouths.

"Hello..." A young male doctor walked into the room with a few papers in his hands.

"Mr Jalal, I'm sorry but this patient has been raped!"

"She has a name, Salma... Salma is her name" Jackson stared at him.

"Apologies" the doctor turned

"Why's the world so unfair?" Zainab broke down.

Chapter Forty Seven
Third Person's POV
Salma lay lifelessly on the hospital bed, Zainab, Zayn and her friends stood at different corners in the room, patiently waiting for her to make a slight move.

"We need to get a lawyer and everything needs to be investigated, Zayn, call Mr John" Zainab rubbed off her tears, she wore a blank face and made a vow to get justice for Salma.

"No... that's not needed, Mr Muhammad has already started an investigation" Jalal said, he looked at Zainab and knew she is a woman that won't let this slide.

"Mr Muhammad, thank you so much for this but I hope there's no hidden agenda behind this?" Zayn asked Mr Muhammad after he requested for a talk with him, privately

"Pardon my question but I have to know... I have to know because I don't want what seems like making things but literally making them worse"

"Hmm, Mr Zayn...I know you didn't come up with this...you were sent...by your wife"

"That shouldn't be a point of discussion now Mr Muhammad Shehu...my wife is my wife and I doubt if you know but she's everything to me" he smiled and stroke his beard

"If she tells to quack quack... I'll do it" his statement made the environment a lil less tense

"Mr Zayn... there's no hidden agenda... Salma is my son's friend. Infact she's like a daughter to me now"

"I hope that's true...may you be blessed"

"Thank you"

There conversation quickly diverted to the problem at hand, two private investigators even though the government took up the case.

About eight hours later, Salma woke up. Zainab and Miss Mira quickly stood by the sides of the bed, looking at her with blood red eyes, it was clear they had a crying competition.

"Owww...ouch!" Salma winced in pain when she tried to sit up.

"Come on...lie down"

"Owww" she winced again, felt a sharp pain between her legs and she looked down, that moment, Zainab's eyes got swollen with tears again, it was as if her tears were a drum of water that was turned upside down and tightly covered, with the water trying as hard as possible to burst out but no way.

"Aunt..."

"It's okay..." Zainab stroke her hand

Salma dropped her head with tears stroking her face. She knew what had happened to her. Everything was fresh in her mind. At a point, she started shaking and the doctors had to inject her.

The next day, Mr Muhammad, Zayn and Jalal got close to nothing from the investigators.

"This case is a sensitive one sir, we are trying our best"

The first investigator blabbered about the case but had nothing to show so they called the second one.

"I'm close to getting a footage sir..."

"These people don't know what they are doing!" Jalal's face turned red in no time.

"Calm down Jalal"

His forehead had lines of doubt and fear, Mr jalal had the advantage of been a fair man, any slight change and it's visible on his face.

"Hmm, dad..."Nasir knocked at the door.

"Come in..." Zayn said

He walked in holding a brown envelope in his hand.

"Jackson and Amir helped track Salma's phone and the places it has been before it was switched off or broken"

"How did you do that?" Jalal asked

"That shouldn't be the question, the question should be how are we going to use that information" Zayn chipped in.

"Hmm, Hammad and I visited the last street in which the phone was switched off and we were fortunate enough to get a CCTV camera but..." He kept quiet

"But..." Mr Muhammad looked at him

"We have no idea where the management is located"

"That's easy" Mr Muhammad said

"Come on, call the first private investigator" Mr Muhammad suggested

"Mr Adam, I'll send you an address around Allen Avenue, get the CCTV footage for...." Jalal explained everything to him including the date and time in which he's meant to possibly the plate number of the car.

"Alright sir"

Mr Adam got to Allen Avenue and he was lucky enough to know that the CCTV camera was managed by one of his colleagues so getting the footage was pretty easy for them.

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"You both are stupid!" The woman screamed at them

"Madam we didn't know..."

"Mr Muhammad Shehu is involved and you don't know this will be done? Y'all are empty vessels!" She stomped her feet and clenched her knuckles

"I want you to make sure Mr Adam doesn't make it to Mr Muhammad's house, immediately!" She ended the call and sat down furiously

"I don't want you roaming about... okay? Your visas will be ready in a week with new identities, y'all will leave this country and never return!" She pointed at them and stormed off.

"This case is now a huge one, I didn't know it'd come to this" she talked on the phone.

"Hello madam, we got a man but it's not Mr Adam"

"What?" The woman looked at them in disbelief.

On the other end, Mr Adam didn't leave his friend's house in his personal car. He took his friend's car and went to Mr Muhammad's residence. While his car was at his friend's residence.

"This is it sir" he handed the footage to him

Mr Adam told them he noticed a man following him so he didn't use his car to come back.

"Who knows I'm your investigator Mr Muhammad Shehu?" Mr Adam asked

"Just me and Jalal" he answered

"No one new?"

"No... I didn't tell Zayn your name. He doesn't know you" Mr Shehu looked perplexed because it was clear someone knows something somewhere.

"Mr Muhammad...your wife...she knows me". Mr Adam nodded at the both of them. He also knew about their current relationship status so that meant she must be somehow involved.

"Why'd she do such a thing"

"I don't know"

Jalal made a call to a government official who helped them get the details of the car that was captured in the camera.

Jalal and Mr Adam visited the owner and it turned out it was the car of an old man.

"Sir, where was your car on..." Mr Adam asked

"I hire this car and I hired it to a man who has been paying me huge money lately...he paid almost time 4 of the usual money for a day"

"Do you somehow know this man?"

"No, I don't... infact I've never seen him since he returned the car" the old man said

"The car has been returned?" Jalal asked

"Yes..."

"Has anyone used the car since then" Mr Adam asked him

"No..."

"Was the car cleaned..." Jalal asked

"Hmm, no...come on, you can come and see for yourself" the man assisted himself with his old crutch.

When they got to his garage. Mr Adam searched the car thoroughly but he found nothing.

"Sir...a crime was committed using this car...if you have possibly seen anything in this car, please let us know" Jalal pleaded

"Hmm....a crime?" The man asked looking at them simultaneously

"Yes..."

"What sorta..."

"Rape" Jalal answered before he even asked the question.

"Rape?" A dark screen flashed through the old man's eyes.

"Hmm, he continued... let's go inside" he walked in front of them.

"I'll tell you the plain truth but you'll pay me handsomely...I hired the car to this man...he brought out a photo from an old leather wallet..." He put the photo on the table

"Lala... don't touch" he stopped Mr Adam from touching the photo

"I got times 7 of the usual price after I found out about him and his two associates...it was clear they were all criminals but I didn't know their exact plan"

"How did you know?"

"Through my boys...we found out they planned something but I thought it was a robbery" the man said

"Do you have photos of the remaining associates?" Mr Jalal asked him

"That should be enough information for now" the old man smiled at him but his eyes widened when Mr Jalal swiftly brought out a pistol from his jacket's inner pocket.

"Spill or you'll join your ancestors in the next second"

"Don't threaten me young man... I know you and who you work for... alright" the man relaxed a bit

"Talk..." He got the gun to the old man's stomach as he stood and sat right beside him

"Hmm, the moment you pull the trigger, this house will be filled with..."

"It has a silencer" Mr Jalal smiled at him

"Hmm... know the business shit!" The man smiled

"Alright... this is a photo of the remaining two men" he handed them three photos and a copy of a national ID card

"Good...old man....if we something find out you lied to us..." Mr Adam looked at him

"I'm an old man... I have no reason to lie whatsoever...even to you"

After a short conversation, Mr Adam and Jalal left the man's house with valid information. Mr Jalal drove straight to the hospital after they got details about the three men. Mr Adam took two copies of the documents just in case.

"How's she?" Mr Jalal asked Miss Mira

"She's recovering but doesn't want to talk to anyone apart from Zainab an Nasir" Miss Mira said

"She'll be discharged today" Mr Jalal said

"Hmm, well... that's good..."

After she was discharged, Salma took it as a personal mission to make sure she stayed alone in the room.

"Salma...do you want to die of hunger?" Zayn asked her through the window which was slightly open.

"It's 8pm and you haven't eaten anything since yesterday" Zainab said

They talked and got tired because she didn't even raise her head to look at them.

Mr Muhammad gave Nasir a spare key to Salma's room. He quietly opened but she screamed in fear when the door bolted open.

"It's okay" he grabbed her her and got her to sit on the bed

She breathed heavily and Nasir got scared.

"Please... just steady your breath, okay" he held her hand firmly.

Her breathing went back to normal after he talked to calm her down.

"Salma... it's destiny..."

"Destiny? I'm tired of this destiny...life has happened to me severally... I'm just 18 for life's sake" she talked for the first time since the incident

"Salma..." He squeezed her hand and looked at her

"Nasir.... I'm tired of life... I don't think I'm suicidal, I just want to be dead..." She dropped her head on his shoulder and cried silently

"It's okay..." He stroked her hand slowly

Life has really happened to her in different ways and manners.

"I'm sorry... I just kinda feel..."

"Pity? Please don't say pity..." She shot her eyes in an attempt to stop a wave of tears from hitting her face

"No... I don't pity you... I... just...hmm... I'll be by your side" at this point, Nasir knew there was no going back on his feelings for Salma, it was Salma now and forever, no matter what.

"Do you want these guys to be caught...for good?" He cupped her face and looked into her eyes, she tried to wiggle her face from his eyes but he held on so tight. She lowered her eyes and held his hands.

"Just look at me and let me know... okay? It's your decision and I'll support you through out...I promise"

"I want to..."

"Great!!" He smiled at her

"Can you recognize them...any of them?" He asked her and went ahead to show her the pictures of the men and she got tensed at the thought of Nasir and everyone knowing exactly what happened to her. Nasir upon noticing her uncomfortable state, talked her out of it, talk about a guy that knows his way with words.

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