Shattered Dreams Episode 21 By Nissi Adeola
“What are you saying Lina?” Prisca flew up. “I know my husband very well and he is hale and hearty”
“Calm down Pric”
“How can you tell me to calm down?” Prisca yelled. “You tell me that my husband is sick and you expect me to calm down?”
Belina exhaled. “Ok, fine, I won’t tell you again” Belina crossed over to her seat and sat down. The tense atmosphere stiffened and started to subside until Prisca finally sat down.
“Ok, tell me. Since he is sick, we should be able to fly him abroad for treatment if Richard can’t handle it right? He can’t be that sick, I still saw him less than a month ago and he was fine” she said in a hurry. “I am sure you are just exaggerating.”
Belina exhaled. “Richard told me this yesterday Pric. Tony’s sickness has…” she took a deep breath. “It has no cure”
Prisca blanched and tears started flowing down her cheeks. “He has AIDS?”
Belina shook her head. “He has CHD” she declared. “Congenital Heart Disease”
“Oh no!” Prisca cried and Belina rushed towards her
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Patricia sat down in Marcel’s apartment after she had given the large sitting room a onceover look. “I guess this is your apartment and not Michael’s right?” She asked, trying to put herself under control. Being in this apartment with only Marc was proving more terrifying by the minute and the demeaning thing was that Marc did not seem to notice.
“Is it your detective instinct at work here or you already know and you are merely confirming your suspicions?” Marcel asked as he went towards the bar.
Pat smiled softly. “Just a mere observation. This place is too warm and welcoming for a man as mean and evil as your twin has proved to be” Pat said and instantly got Michael’s undivided attention. “You couldn’t have built this within the span of one year, right?”
Marcel noticed the diversion but said nothing. “It is rented” he murmured as he left the bar with a fruit wine and two wine glasses.
“You must have great taste and also a desire for freedom” Pat noted.
“I don’t want people getting in my way, I have advanced from living in the orphanage, to living anywhere I can find. I worked my hands sore in order to get some money to start up a small selling business. I had attended primary school to a certain extent at the orphanage so I enrolled in a government secondary school. It was not easy but I pioneered myself to the position I am now, with the continuous help of God because my story surprises me, so yes; I love freedom. My company is large in Germany and I have gotten used to a luxurious life, never forgetting my years of struggle though.”
Patricia was fascinated because she never imagined that someone who went through all those struggles would end up this way. He must have gone through quite an ordeal and Pat could not even begin to imagine the level of difficulty that Marcel would have had to go through in order to sustain himself on his own. “It must have been tough to leave your life in Germany behind just because you want to help Michael” Pat commented as she picked up her glass of wine for a sip.
“It was a very tough decision but I had to do it. It was so tough when I had no relatives growing up. Some people accommodated me along the way out of pity when I was young but it was mainly for their personal benefits and I was used in a very horrible way. Seeing someone who shares the same blood with me made me desire to do something for him” Marcel said.
Pat smiled softly. “It would have been better if he felt the same way”
“Are you going to tell me what you found out about Michael or are you going to keep throwing in parables?” Marcel asked, definitely anxious even though he had been showing off his usual indifferent façade.
Pat’s face turned serious immediately. It was obvious that she won’t know more about Marcel until he had heard the news she brought. “Michael is in Nigeria already” Marc’s face registered his surprise immediately. “I guess you didn’t know that”
“We spoke two days ago and he never mentioned a thing like that. I didn’t know he was strong enough to travel” Marc said thoughtfully but he had so many questions on his head.
“Oh, I think he is strong enough for anything Marc. He definitely won’t tell you that he would be arriving Nigeria because he is a snake. I am really sorry to say this Marc, you have walked directly into a trap” she got Marcel’s full attention now. She removed her laptop from her bag and removed it from standby. “the spy I planted in Germany planted a recorder in Michael’s apartment. It was through the recorder that I got the information that you were actually Marcel and not Michael. Before he came to Nigeria, this is the last recording we were able to get.” Patricia pressed ‘Play’ and voices filled the air.
Marcel identified his voice and noted that that was the last conversation he had with Michael, when he was telling him that he could not continue the charade of lies. Marcel remembered the conversation very well because it was short and he had distinctively heard how that Michael’s voice sounded very healthy. “This was our last conversation less than 48hours ago but even though I talked about him coming over to Nigeria, he never said he would and I didn’t ask him, in fact, I just decided that I would go over to Germany on my own in order to face my business”.
Pat nodded. Marc definitely did not look like someone to seek approval from someone before carrying out his plans. “I don’t doubt that but I also don’t think that Michael is ready to let you go just like that” she commented and forwarded the recording to a place where there was a conversation. Michael had obviously gone out and arrived with someone. ‘Why are you going back now’ the other voice said. ‘My stay here is over and my mission is accomplished. There is no reason for me to continue my stay here.’ Michael’s voice responded. ‘But I am going to miss you, how am I going to cope without you? I am already in love with you’ the other man said. Marc took in a sharp breathe. Michael hadn’t told him much about himself and it had been a surprise to Marc when he found out after few months that Michael was gay. Michael said he was already stopping the act and Marc let the matter slide. Marc glanced at Pat then back at the laptop. The recording continued. ‘I know Denis and I love you too but I need to get my brother out of the way. It would only be a temporary distance, probably a few weeks and when I am sure that my brother is out of the way and my inheritance is very secure, I would come for you. We would be together, I assure you’
“I don’t understand this nonsense” Marcel boomed. “The inheritance has already been willed to Michael so why does he think that I pose a threat to his legally owned properties?”
“Maybe because he does not really own the properties. The only way to find out is to get the lawyer that read the will; your dad’s lawyer” Pat said, stopping the recording because the larger part of the recording was filled with sounds and grunts of sex. It was irritating just thinking that two men were involved in such an act.
“I am not interested in a will or some inherited property, I am doing just great on my own, why does he think that he needs to get me out of the way?”
“I don’t know Marc”
“I knew it.” Marc stood up as he started a slow pace; not giving on the aura that he was terribly shaken by the news. “I shouldn’t have trusted someone I knew before, despite the blood relation but I did not trust my instincts. I should learn that from you” he murmured. There was silence for some seconds. “So, if I am thinking correctly, I am forced to assume that our meeting was not a coincidence but an arrangement”
“That is my thought precisely” Pat responded softly.
Marcel shook his head remembering the words of Mr. Richard Branson. He had mentioned this possibility. Marc wondered now if Michael was really sick.
“I have one fear now” Pat spoke and Marc turned towards her. “If Michael has arrived Nigeria since yesterday and has not contacted you yet, do you think he is carrying out plans against you?”
Marcel swallowed.
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Marcel sat in his office, or rather in Michael’s office and went about signing some documents. This was the last day he planned to spend in the company because he would be leaving for Germany the next day. The last thing he had imagined was that Michael would pay evil for good. What threat did he pose to Michael? Marc wondered. As much as Marc wanted to get answers, he was forced to think of his safety first. Patricia had pointed out vividly that if he was able to pour acid on Felicia for doing little or nothing wrong, he could do worse to Marc. Marcel was not one to run away from his battles and he had wanted to watch Michael do his worst but Patricia had been terribly insistent and did not leave until Marcel had called an airline to book a flight to Germany.
Marcel dropped his pen and started thinking about what it would be like if he did not go back to Germany now. It won’t be worse than the battles that he had faced in the past. After thinking for some minutes, Marc decided that he would flunk his trip and wait for Michael. He was not ready to be a coward. The intercom rang and Marc placed it against his ear. “Yes?” he murmured.
“Someone is here to see you sir, she does not have an appointment but she insisted on seeing you?” Marc’s secretary said.
“What is her name?” Marcel asked.
“Miss Felicia sir”
Marcel dropped his pen. “Let her in?”
After a few seconds, the door to the office opened and Felicia entered, looking beautiful and elegant, despite her days in the police’s custody. “Hello” she said.
Marcel busied himself with arranging the files on the table and vaguely waved at a seat. Felicia sat down and waited while Marc arranged. When he was done, he relaxed fully on the chair with his back pressing lazily into the backrest of the chair. “What may I do for you?” Marc asked.
“For someone who was close to death in my arms, you surely are too calm” Felicia commented.
Marcel smiled drily. “I am not the easiest person to kill, if it were so, I would be dead long before now”
She nodded. “But why did you ask for our release? You had every right to charge us for attempted murder”
Marc linked his fingers together. “Michael moved you to do what you did. He offended you and you felt it right to take revenge, the only thing you failed to see is the fact that revenge cannot erase what has already been done. That is what I wanted to show you when I asked for your release. Forgiveness is key. I know it is hard to forgive someone who cost you a lot but it is better to forgive.” He paused. “I did what I did because you did not deserve to be in jail. It is true that you did so many things but I chose to forgive you, besides, I can’t imagine the pain you had to go through with Michael. All I ask is that you don’t harm Alexa”
“I promise not to hurt her. But why are you here? I never knew Michael was a twin, where is Michael?” she was confused.
Marcel explained everything that happened, how he met a sick Michael and the request that Michael made to take his place in Nigeria and help him make amends because of his fear that he would die soon.
Felicia smiled and shook her head sadly. “If the Michael I know said all that and made this request, I can bet with my life that he is planning something. Michael is the most evil person on the planet. I was naïve enough to marry him at a very tender age. He showed me to his family but he never had sex with me. When I forced him out of frustration, the only thing he could give was anal sex. I discovered several pictures of him in his belongings which I made Sophia or Anita post on your Facebook wall. When I realized years back that Michael was gay, I confronted him with it and he threatened to kill me if I opened my mouth. I was stubborn and promised to tell the world, thinking that he was bluffing. He went out and came back in the evening with acid. He sprayed it on me and it affected some parts of my body especially my face” she paused and dragged in a quick breath. “Sophia saved me that day and carried me to the hospital. I would have died, if not for her.” She breathed. “The rest is history”
She looked at Marc. “I suffered a lot and trust me, I know how wicked Michael is, he does not have a soft heart. He can’t want people’s forgiveness even if he is dying so trust me, you are just a victim of his schemes.”
“I am just realizing that now” Marc confided, thinking it better to let Felicia know. He might get some information from her since she obviously knew Michael’s schemes. “I discovered that he has actually arrived Nigeria since yesterday. I was not expecting that because I thought he was very sick” he told her of his last call to Michael and of the recording.
“Felicia thought for some minutes. “I won’t be surprised if he knew all this while that I was alive. I am very sure he was never sick and if he is in Nigeria without your knowledge, you should be expecting a surprise from him”
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Felicia left Marcel’s office some minutes later and entered the elevator that would take her to the ground floor. She dialed Sophia’s number as the elevator descended. Sophia picked up and Felicia heard her ‘hello’
“Hello Sophia” Felicia said. “Are you at home?”
“Yes babe” Sophia said.
“Ok babe, I am coming over. There is a new development”
Episode 22
Alexander entered her room with a smile on her face. It had been two full days and all that her parents and friends had done had been to spoil her with gifts and undivided affection. Within those two days, despite her being in the hospital, Alexander had felt like the most loved person in the universe. Alexa schooled herself continuously to not think about the two Michaels, especially not the one who had continued to send sweet smelling flowers to her in the hospital. The fake Michael which Alexa had been led to believe was Marcel had continued to send flowers even though she always sent them to the trash can the very second a massive bouquet arrived.
The last flower had been hard to forget though, not because of the beauty or the fragrance but because of the note which accompanied it. Unlike others, she had found it difficult to tear up the note. Alexander sat on her bed and extracted the note again.
‘The gentle glow of your midnight black hair breezes past my mind and
I can’t keep my thoughts from straying to you. I am not a good poet but
I would continue to improve the skill if only it makes you forgive me.
*fake Michael*’
Alexa dumped the paper into her bag and scolded herself for being drawn to the ridiculous piece of paper. She knew she shouldn’t make the same mistake twice and promised to do away with anything that had to do with Michael, which includes his sly-conniving twin.
“Alexa” her mum called as she entered.
“Yes mum” she responded, sitting up.
“I think I would supervise your bathing from now on to be sure you return from the bathroom safely” Belina said seriously.
Alexa frowned. “Mum, you are joking right?”
“What if I am not?” Belina smiled.
Alexa exhaled. Belina smiled fully, happy that her old daughter is back. “I am sorry mum” Alexa began. “I know that I have cost you and daddy so much stress recently, it was never my intention. I also terribly regret what I did with Mich.. Marcel” she lowered her head. “I… I didn’t know what else to do”
Belina took a deep breath and sat closer to her daughter. “It is ok, we all make mistakes. You are bound to make yours and learn from them, I am just glad that you are fine”
Alexa hugged her mum. “But I betrayed your trust in me mum, I never should have let go of my pride as a woman”
“Hey woman” Belina scolded. “It is not time to start getting emotional, we don’t want another trip to the hospital. Why don’t you consider a vacation? It would help you forget all you had to go through, don’t you think?”
Alexa swallowed. “I would give it a thought mum” despite all that had happened, she really still did not want to go.
“Please do. Now sit here, I would serve you lunch in bed myself” Belina declared.
“Mum?” Alexa exclaimed.
“Don’t ‘mum’ me. I want to pamper you, can you blame me? Your brother is not around and that leaves me with only you. In a nutshell, you are stuck with me”
Alexa pulled the blanket up against her skin. “Well then, I had better enjoy it while I can”
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Tony moved to the door when he heard the knock and opened. He was expecting Richard, who had called earlier asking for his new address. Immediately he opened the door, he nearly froze when he saw his very own Prisca. They both stared at each other in silence and Prisca noted painfully that Tony looked tired and weak. “Aren’t you going to invite me in?” Prisca asked in her patient, yet commanding voice.
Tony recollected his senses. “What are you doing here Prisca?” He asked irritated. He did not like the effect that her presence had on him. It would have helped it Prisca had aged like most women within her age bracket but no, Prisca grew more beautiful by the day.
“Is it a crime to visit my husband? We are not legally divorced so I guess it means that we are still legally married.” She declared with arms akimbo.
“The mother of my unborn child would be home soon” he said, still blocking the way.
Prisca nodded. “I won’t take your time”.
Reluctantly, Tony finally opened the door for Prisca to enter. Prisca entered slowly, scanning the sitting area with her attentive eyes. At one glance, she could take in everything but she decided to take her time. It was a good distraction when all she really wanted to do was hold her husband in her arms. Tony remained quiet as he waited for Prisca to state the reason for her visit. He knew without a doubt that she got his address from Richard, so it was useless asking; he would deal with Richard later. He just hoped that that was the only information she got from him.
“This reminds me of your bachelor pad before we got married. I can’t see a woman’s touch here” Prisca stated.
“You did not come here looking for a woman’s touch, did you?” Tony asked.
Prisca turned to him with a stunned look. “You have suddenly become a terrible host husband; are you not going to offer me anything?” Tony’s jaw clenched in anger. She smiled. “OK, since I am not particularly a guest, I would serve myself. Water?”
“Prisca” he called in warning but she turned a deaf ear and walked to the kitchen. Two minutes later, she emerged with two glasses of water in her hands.
She shook her head as she walked towards Tony. “No woman’s touch there either. You must have impregnated a very poor woman Tony” she commented again. On reaching him, Prisca stretched the water and did not relent till he took it. Finally, Prisca sat down, drank some water and dropped the cup on the table.
“Tell me Tony, why is your line not going through? Patricia has called you endlessly but it does not go through?”
“It is probably the network” he said simply.
“But Richard calls you” she stated but Tony did not respond. “Patricia has found out about us” Tony froze. “She knows we are separating”
“I thought we agreed to keep this from the children” Tony reminded.
“I thought we agreed to be with each other forever, through the good and bad times” she shot back and slowly turned to face him. He swallowed but said nothing. “Do you remember our vows Tony? She asked. “It was said in the presence of God, family and friends. We promised to be with each other till the end. ‘For richer or poorer; in sickness and in health; through the good and bad times’, did you forget so soon Tony Williams?” Prisca said, already out of the couch and pacing now.
“What are you driving at Prisca?” Tony asked, praying that Richard hadn’t betrayed his trust.
“Tony, if you would break your vows, please don’t make me break mine. We were married before God and God takes vows seriously.” She walked up to him and placed her hand tenderly against his chest, towards his heart region. For the first time since she entered, she looked totally vulnerable. “Why are you doing this to us? Stop acting as if the love we share is lost because I know you love me”
“I don’t” he choked out..
She shook her head. “Then why does your heart beat faster when I am near?” She whispered. She leaned against him and stood up tip-toes until there was just a breath separating their lips. “Why do your eyes lower and your lips twitch with the desire to touch me… Kiss me…” Her fresh breath washed over his face and Tony clenched his fists tight, struggling to resist this temptation. “Why do you fight yourself and resist me? Do you fear that you won’t be able to let me go if you do? Tell me T”
Tony groaned and pulled her tight against him, forcing her lips open with his. She moaned softly and melted against him, holding him securely to herself the way she had been longing to for a long time. Tony kissed her thoroughly for a long time, wanting to quench the thirst for her which had been mounting up for more than three months. The need to have her in his arms had nearly killed him faster than the heart disease could and now having her within the circle of his arms was so gratifying that words could not really explain the feeling. He buried his fingers in the very familiar silky texture of her hair and moaned out her name. No one was keeping track of time as they remained locked together in a world created for them alone. Prisca, the originator of the seduction, was already so lost in the arms of her husband that she did not know when her clothes came off, but when Tony’s fingers touched her bare skin, nothing felt better. She couldn’t have stopped him even if her life depended on it, so instead, she helped him out by joining in the task because she desired more than anything to forget everything but the two of them.
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Richard, Belina and Alexander sat at the table eating dinner. The atmosphere was filled with laughter with the usual table manner rules discarded without a second thought.
“Have you thought of the place you want to go to for your vacation princess?” Richard asked seriously.
Alexa drank her juice and dropped the cup gently. “I would only go if everyone is going. What is new about what happened to me? I just got heart broken and thanks to you all, it is mending quite nicely. Frankly, I would only go if you and mum would go also” she smiled suddenly. “Yes. It has been long since the both of you went on a vacation. What happened to the lovey dovey version of my romantic parents.”
They laughed. “Trust me when I say it is very present, just carefully hidden for the meantime.” Richard said
“Besides, we need to see our children building their own love nest instead of dwelling in ours for a long time” Belina completed.
Alexa raised her brow. “Oh, I see… You have taken Roland and I up, trying to kick our butts out of the house so you both can have space right?”
“Absolutely, my dear” Richard grinned. “Life is too short so we better enjoy it while we can, building our lives and making impacts along the way”.
Alexa nodded. “You should have let me have my apartment then”
Belina wiggled her finger. “No baby, from here to your husband’s house”
The door bell chimed and they stared at the door. “Are you expecting anyone honey?” Belina asked Richard but he shook his head. The maid went to the door and after few questions, she approached the dinning.
“Sir, a man is at the door, he said his name is Marcel.”
Richard looked at Alexa who had practically turned to a statue on her seat. She blinked several times then turned to her food. She wondered what fake Michael was looking for. Was it not enough that she had to deal with the flowers? Dealing with him physically might be too much. She vaguely heard her dad when he asked the maid to let Marcel in. When the maid was Alexa raised her head.
“Why did you do that Richy? I don’t want to see that man” Belina questioned angrily.
“He is a guest sweetheart and I am sure Alexa would like to see him. If she would get past this heartbreak, they need to clear things up, right honey?”
Alexa was motionless for some seconds but she later nodded.
Belina frowned as she stared vaguely at Richard. “Why do I have the distinct feeling that you like this Marcel who is more or less an impersonator?” Richard said nothing.
A figure loomed some distance away and everyone turned. Alexa’s heart skipped severally as she locked eyes with Marc. She had never looked at Marcel with the thought that he was not Michael but now that she looked at him closely, she thought that she could instantly spot some differences between the two men. She could not just point out what it was about Marcel which drew her even now. It was probably his arrogant presence. But was Michael not like that? Is that not what drew her to Michael? Alexa swallowed. She really hated this. Hated being caught between siblings, especially twins.
“Good evening sir; ma” Marcel finally greeted, reluctantly taking his eyes off Alexa.
“It is nice to know that we are not invisible.” Belina said drily. Richard gave her a soft warning glance that said ‘give him a break’.
“Please pardon my manners ma’am” Marcel said.
“It is OK son, why are you here this late?”
Marcel’s eyes travelled to Alexa again but stayed with her. “I was hoping I would be able to have a word with Alexa”
“You-”
Richard quickly stopped Belina by squeezing her hand. He looked at his daughter and Alexa swallowed and nodded. Richard turned to fix Marc with a stony glare. “If you try anything funny, you have me to answer to”
“Yes Sir” Marc said and Richard left, dragging an angry Belina along.
Finally alone, Marcel took a deep breath and moved towards the dinning. Some strands of Alexa’s hair had freed themselves from the bond which held her hair to the back and Alexa innocently brushed off the strands, causing Marcel’s gaze to follow the unconscious movement of her fingers. “Hi” he breathed out.
“Hi” Alexa said back.
“I erm… heard that you were discharged today so I decided to visit you” he said when he did not remember all he had rehearsed.
“Why? Didn’t you have the courage to come while I was in the hospital?” Alexa asked, raising her brow.
“I was denied access” he breathed and cleared his throat. “I am sorry Alexa, I never meant to hurt you”
Alexa pushed away from the table and stood up. “As you can see, I am not hurt, I am perfectly fine, besides, your flowers have delivered your apologies over and over again, even though they ended up in the trashcan.”
He swallowed. “I know I deserve much more than this, it was stupid of me to go along with the crazy idea of taking Michael’s place, I admit it. I am really sorry”
Alexander shook her head. “Why do you need my forgiveness? It is not like I would sue you or anything”
“It was wrong for me to hurt you. I never thought of anyone getting hurt when I accepted to do this. I hurt you deeply and I won’t be able to live with myself if you don’t forgive me” Alexa kept quiet for a long time until it became obvious that she was not going to say anything. Marc nodded softly. “I would keep apologizing until you forgive me. Have a nice night Alexa” he turned and walked away. Alexa told herself to call him back but she couldn’t. She thought she was over the pain and betrayal but she wasn’t. She should be mad at Michael who put everyone in this mess, she told herself. When the door closed, Alexa felt so empty and miserable. She turned and went straight to her room.
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The gentle strokes of Tony’s fingers on Prisca’s bare skin almost made her weep with renewed pleasure but she had a different thing on her mind which was enough to make her wail and cry bitterly. No! Her Tony was not going anywhere, she would fight the entire host of darkness if she had to. How could Tony leave her? Prisca took in a deep breath and ran her fingers through Tony’s chest. Her head rested on his chest and her legs entwined with his as they remained mute on the bed, communicating without words. Tony’s fingers stroked her back softly as he stared at the roof.
Prisca finally opened her mouth. “Tony?”
“Uhn?” He grumbled.
“Do you have anything to tell me?”
Tony was silent. His second hand moved to stroke her hair gently just like a whisper until a sigh escaped from her lips. He bent his head and planted a firm kiss on her forehead. “I love you” he whispered.
She exhaled. “Then why do you hurt me? Why have you been causing us pain for the past few months?”
“I am sorry”
Tears welled up in her eyes and she raised her head. “Why are you sorry Tony? For lying to me or for keeping a very vital information from me?” Tony froze and she nodded. “Belina told me everything.” The tears slid from her eyes. “Everything” she repeated.
Tony swallowed hard as his heart rate accelerated. He tried to get up from the bed but she would not let him.
“We promised each other honesty Tony” she cried on top of her voice. “You were trying to keep me from being hurt but do you know how horrible I felt when I heard from a third party that you were sick?”
“I never wanted you to find out” he grounded out.
“But why? I love you Tony and I am here to help you through every pain you might feel. We would get through this together-”
Tony shrugged out of the bed, proudly carrying his naked body. “You don’t understand, do you? I can’t get through this… CHD has no cure”
Prisca rushed to him. “But we have God honey, we can always go to him. We need to have faith and believe in the power of miracles.” He looked ahead but Prisca bent his head, until he was looking into her eyes. “How would you feel if I kept such an important information from you?” Tony was silent. “That is exactly how I feel. I love you and would never abandon you in the face of troubles”
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Marcel drove straight home. He did not if he should be excited that he had seen Alexa looking strong and healthy or be sad, thinking about the fact that she really despised him. He drove unseeing until he got to the gate. He was about to blast his horn for the gateman to open the gate when he saw the uniformed policemen at the gate, talking with the gateman. One of the policemen turned and saw him, quickly alerted the others and they approached Marcel’s car. Marcel alighted from the car and faced the policemen. “What is going on here?” He asked.
“You are Mr Marcel, right?” One of the men asked.
“Yes”
“You are under arrest” he brought out his card. “You have a right to remain silent as anything you say or do here would be used against you in the court of law.” He recited.
“On what charges?”
“Impersonation and illegal use of another person’s identity and contacts” another policeman explained. “Please move” he ordered.
After some minutes, they arrived at the police station. Marcel called his lawyer and explained what had happened. Immediately he got to the station, all Marcel wanted was to clear the suspicion he had. After several persistent questioning and argument, he was able to find out who secured his arrest. “Michael Coker”.
Hmm….wicked brother