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AARON ANSAH-AGYEMAN

DARK LIGHT

A ChrisEffe Bliss

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EPISODE 30

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Jonathan looked at him with utter disgust and got to his feet painfully.

“You’re a fool, Rupert,” he said through his burst lips. “What the fuck do you take me for, you asshole?”

He sat on the bed and pulled a corner of the bedsheet, and then cleaned the blood on his face gingerly as he moaned with pain.

Rupert pointed the gun at Jonathan’s head.

“Don’t fuck with me, Jon,” he said coldly. “I’m licensed to kill, remember? Mostly, I would have filled your fucking head with lead by now, but I’ve given you a modicum of respect, you fucking fuck!”

“Well, go ahead and shoot, you imbecile!” Jonathan screamed furiously and pointed an unsteady finger at Rupert. “I welcomed you to my fucking branch and has been nothing but a brother to you. I shared my plate of food with you. The least you could have done was talk to me!”

Rupert scowled darkly.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” he asked fiercely.

“Fuck you, Rupert!” Jonathan shouted furiously. “You creep into my home like a damn thief and disrespect the sanctity of my bedroom! You raised your hand against me, hit me, and threatened me with death! What the fuck prevented you from coming into my office and accusing me? Are you crazy? Why the fuck would I help a piece of shit like Ruffalo Sacchi?”

“Greed, Jon!” Rupert said, but his voice lacked conviction now.

“You bastard!” Jonathan said furiously, picked up a pillow, and threw it at Rupert. “I thought you knew me, Rupert, I really did. You’ve disappointed me!”

His last words were uttered with real pain as he looked Rupert in the eye. The pillow had hit the Interpol agent in the chest and thudded to the floor. Rupert, a man who knew how to read faces, was now staring at Jonathan with mounting horror.

He knew an innocent man when he saw one!

And he was finding out rather horribly that he had made a terrible mistake!

Jonathan Afful was innocent!

“Damn, man!” Rupert said softly. “I noticed that Ruffalo moved operations from bases that I put in my report. He removed suspects from points I put in my report, little things like that. So, I put down the names of the two drones in my last report to you!”

“You fuck, I barely read your fucking reports!” Jonathan screamed. “They’re too lengthy! I’m supposed to send them to headquarters in Accra. An army courier comes for them, so I bring them home, and keep them in that fucking safe until the courier comes around!”

Jonathan Afful was pointing at the safe. It was nestled in one corner beside the huge wardrobe, and it was open. Rupert saw a bundle of his report files lying in there with some other personal effects.

“Jesus!” he whispered softly.

“Go to hell man!” Jonathan said and pressed the bedsheet tighter to his lips. “If things are getting leaked from the report, then it comes from way up, not bloody me! Maybe you should check out the army courier, or my bosses at headquarters, whoever finally gets the fucking reports!”

Rupert lowered his gun, and his eyes were narrow.

“Do you keep that safe locked?” he asked softly.

“Forgot the fucking combination ages ago,” Jonathan said flippantly. “Letters are too small for me to see, so I don’t lock it.”

“Shit,” Rupert said as he took a walk towards the safe, surveyed it, and then he turned towards Jonathan again. “That girl you were screwing. What’s her name?”

“What’s that any fucking business of yours?” Jonathan threw at him angrily.

“What’s her name, dude?” Rupert asked softly. “How long have you known her? Unless you have other girls you’ve been screwing or someone that comes here regularly, then that girl is a plant from Ruffalo. She is too fine, too beautiful, to be fucking an old man like you.”

Jonathan stared at Rupert suddenly with mounting horror.

“She was transferred from Tema to my office shortly…oh, Jesus!” he whispered. “Yes, shortly after your arrival. Her name is Rita Nortey. She came into my office, beautiful and oozing allure…I couldn’t…oh, fuck! Couldn’t resist her, man! She’s been with me almost…shit! Each time I get a report from you, she spends the night with me! Sometimes she comes to my office when I receive the report…lingers around!”

Rupert nodded.

“Are you a deep sleeper?” he asked softly.

“No, no, but…whenever she comes, I sleep a lot after lovemaking!”

“They have a sleeping agent, a powerful drug, she might just put it under your nostrils when you sleep, and it would knock you out for hours so that she could send copies of the report either by photographing them or other means.”

“Oh, Jesus!” Jonathan whispered.

Rupert put a hand on the shoulder of the Chief Inspector.

“I’m sorry, Jon,” he whispered tightly. “You don’t know how glad I am to know I was wrong about you. I’m really sorry. Please, forgive me.”

“Fuck you, Rupert,” Jonathan said as he struggled to his feet, his face filled with fury. “I better question that bitch. If she had been using me all along I swear I’ll tear off her fucking head!”

“No, allow me,” Rupert said grimly and moved towards the living room.

Rita was still sitting in the chair in her white panties, her face filled with fear. However, the moment Rupert entered and their eyes met, the fear left her face. He saw the cold, calculated look of the professional in her eyes.

She lunged from the chair, as lithe as a cheetah. Her foot smashed into Toby’s chest, knocking him back savagely, and then her right fist hammered into Rick’s rib cage.

Her actions had been so fast and so unexpected that she took all of them by surprise. As Rick tottered backward, she ripped his pistol from its holster at his waist and hurled herself backward, pointing the gun at Rupert.

“Rupe, lookout!” Jonathan screamed from behind and threw herself at Rupert, knocking the stunned agent out of the way as Rita fired rapidly! Rupert smashed the floor and knew without a doubt that Jonathan Afful had saved his life!

He cursed profusely as he pushed off the floor and fired his gun.

Rita lunged like a wildcat and tore open the front door, and then she went out!

Jonathan was moaning as he lay on the floor, and Rupert saw that the man was bleeding profusely from a bullet that had smashed into his right thigh.

“Oh, Jon, fuck it!” Rupert whispered with horror. “You took a bullet for me?”

“Get her!” Jonathan whispered with pain as he gripped his bleeding thigh.

“I’m sorry, man!” Rupert said in anguish. “I’m so damn sorry!”

“Stop whining and get her!” Jonathan hissed. “She’s getting away, man!”

“Rick, stay with Jonathan,” Rupert said in a cold voice. “Sort out the blood, man, get an ambulance for him. Toby, with me!”

He lunged out of the door. He could see the curvy figure of Rita racing towards the main gate. There was electric fencing on the walls, and she could not possibly get over that.

A moment later, he saw her fidgeting with the main gate.

“Shit, she got the keys!” Toby said behind him.

Rupert vaulted the railings of the porch and raced frantically after Rita.

She looked behind her, and her frantic face was white with deadly intent. She saw Rupert almost catching up with her, and she raised the gun still clutched in her hand.

“Armed!” Rupert screamed as he began to ran in zigzags. “Toby!”

Toby threw himself to the ground, rolled on his shoulders, came up on one knee with his assault rifle to his shoulder. He sprayed a hail of bullets at Rita, aiming at the ground of her feet!

The bullets kicked around her, and she could not concentrate on a clear shot at Rupert. Her face was frantic now as more automatic bullets hammered into the gate and walls behind her!

Rupert was now near her, and he aimed his gun at her head.

“Drop it, Rita!” Rupert said suddenly. “Another move and we’ll kill you!”

The girl looked at him with the maddened eyes of a trapped leopard, and Rupert knew with a sick feeling that she was not going to give up easily. She began to raise the gun to her own head, and Rupert fired into her hand!

The bullet smashed into her wrist, shattering it. Rita screamed as the gun was ripped from her hand, and blood smeared her hand.

“You bastard!” she screamed and rushed at Rupert, her leg swinging towards his head. Rupert side-stepped and slammed his fist with such savage intensity into her stomach that she crashed to her knees with a grunt, her eyes still defiant. He smashed the barrel of his gun into her face, and she dropped down heavily.

Rupert Henderson knelt beside her, and then his gloved hand grabbed her shattered wrist and he squeezed hard! Rita screamed shrilly with agonizing pain.

Rupert squeezed the bleeding hand again.

She screamed louder, and this time tears of agony spilled down her face.

Toby had reached them, and he pointed his rifle at her belly.

“Listen to me, Rita,” Rupert said, his voice so cold and bitter that even Toby looked at him with concern. “I’m in a lot of pain this night, girl. And I’ve been trained to give you the maximum pain of your life without killing you. I can continue to make you scream throughout the night and eternity, and you better believe me. So, you’re going to tell me everything I ask you, and give me the absolute truth, otherwise the kind of pain I’ll give you will make you wish you were in hell. Do you understand?”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Rita cried. “Please, no more. No more! Will tell you everything!”

***

When Allan’s hand slipped into her panties and touched her, Eyram froze.

She knew she was not wet, and she knew the magic was not there anymore. She had loved this man to death and craved for him for three years. Because of Allan, she had not gone into any relationship, waiting patiently and praying fervently for him to change his mind and come back to her.

She had loved him that much!

Tonight, she had been in a state of confusion of the biggest magnitude. She had just been like an automaton, responding to the usual buttons as he pressed them, her heart fighting hard to regain that special magic that had existed between them!

But, when his fingers flicked across her tender core, she only saw the face of a white boy…oh, Rupert!

Dimly, she was aware that Allan was kissing her right nipple, and he was trying to force a finger into her, to feel a bit of wetness and spread it across her knob of delight, but she only saw the tortured face of Rupert.

She saw the tear rolling down his cheek as he uttered his last words to her:

Don’t worry, Ram. Have a good life!

A hard man and a gentleman who had read the situation and decided to give her space, to sacrifice his feelings for her! And in his pain, he had given her a shot at a life he thought she craved!

Oh, Rupe!

“Irie, what is it?” Allan asked as he raised his face above hers. “I’m in your heat, my darling, and you’re weeping!”

Only then did Eyram realize that she was weeping softly.

She sighed miserably and pushed Allan off her.

“Hey, hey, hey, Sugarplum!” he said with an uneasy laugh. “What’s the meaning of this?”

Eyram wiped the tears from her face and tucked her breast back into her bra. She slipped her arm into the dress and smoothed it across her legs.

She smiled sadly at the shocked Allan.

“I’m sorry, Al,” she said gently. “I’m really sorry. I wanted this so much, but it’s not going to work for me.”

“What’s wrong with you?” he exploded and fell on his knees in front of her and held her knees. “Come on, Irie! I came back just to be with you, girl! I love you, always will!”

She shook her head sadly.

“No, Al,” she whispered gently. “My heart moved on.”

“To that white boy?” he asked in a disgusted voice. “Damn it, Irie! He can’t love you more than I love you!”

“Maybe, Al,” she whispered. “Maybe I can’t even love him half as much as I loved you. But, his commitment is a hundred percent, dear. And sometimes, that matters too. Goodbye, Al.”

She stood up.

He wrapped his arms tightly around her waist.

“Don’t do this, Irie!” he cried. “Damn, I love you! I’ll give you commitment, girl. We’ll adopt, use a surrogate, anything you want, my love!”

“Don’t make this any more difficult than it already is, Al,” she said gently. “It is over now, please.”

“What’s the guarantee he’ll even take you back?” he said fiercely as he got to his feet. “You left him for me, remember? Those white dudes don’t take shit like that! He will damn reject you as you rejected me!”

She nodded as tears fell slowly down her face.

“I know that, Al,” she said tremulously. “I know I hurt him badly tonight. But he’s not like you, no. I know he’s not like you.”

“What the fuck do you mean he’s not like me?” he asked belligerently.

Eyram smiled and patted him gently on the cheek.

“He listens, Al,” she said gently. “He listens to his heart. And he does not think with his dick. He’s a man, Al, a real man. Something you’ll never be.”

“Well, fuck you, Irie!” he said furiously. “Yeah, go to him! And when he dumps you, don’t come crawling back to me because I don’t do fucking second chances! You have it all now, all here! Take it, accept it, and I’ll be yours for life, loving and adoring you! But if you walk out of that door, don’t ever come back!”

Eyram chuckled, and without another word, she picked up Rupert’s coat and walked out of the door.

Fortunately, Allan’s parents were not in the living room, and she let herself out quietly. She was at the main gate, waiting for the security man to open the gates for her when Allan came flying towards her in his boxers.

He stopped in front of her and then he took her hand and slammed a glass ring holder into her hand!

Trembling, Eyram opened it and saw the exquisite engagement ring nestled in it.

“Oh!” she whispered with great shock, falling in love with it instantly. “This is incredible, Al! For once, you picked something my heart really craves!”

He smiled darkly.

“So, will you accept it and remain with me?” he asked expectantly.

Tears bubbled in her eyes again.

“Oh, I love it, Al,” she whispered. “I love it so damn much, but no, I can’t accept it! Oh, God, that’s a wonderful ring!”

He was stunned.

“You’ll leave that ring and go back to him not knowing whether he will accept you or not?”

“Oh!” Eyram whispered weakly. “I’m being a fool, aren’t I? I mean…it is all here, everything I’ve ever wanted! You’ve changed, your parents have accepted me…oh, you’re an only child, and all these buildings could be mine! This wealth! This breath-taking ring…everything, a happy life! Ah, Eyram, you’re mad, mad, mad!”

She slapped her forehead several times, and then she laughed and offered the ring back to him.

“You will leave all that for him?” Allan asked again, and he chuckled and shook his head with wonder.

“I’m mad, aren’t I?” Eyram said miserably. “But yes, I wanna go and try my luck with him.”

He nodded and smiled sadly.

“You’re indeed a wonderful woman, Irie,” he said gently. “And I’ll forever regret losing you. Go and be happy, darling. Can I drop you off somewhere? It is very late.”

She shook her head frantically. “No, no. I want to walk and clear my head. Please, take your ring.”

He shook his head.
“No, Irie,” he said sadly. “It fell out of that coat when I picked it up.”

And Eyram was stunned.

“What?” she whispered with horror. “No, please, don’t say Rupe…oh, God! What have I done? Oh, Jesus! Rupe! What have I done?”

And now her tears fell hard as she turned and ran through the gates, and the man watched her go with acute pain in his heart.

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