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He looks at me like I have grown an extra head.

 

‘I also brought you this, you can use this to bring Jo and Mer’vis down.’

 

He pauses

 

 

George brought them to me, I don’t think I will be representing you anymore as I will be going back to Germany with Leonie.’

 

I get the documents and drop them on the table not believing any of this.

 

‘This is it? Just like that?’

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‘I am sorry.’

 

‘Get out of my house.’ I say

 

‘Katie.’

 

‘Francis get the hell out of my house unless you want me to call security to drag you out.’

 

He looks at me to say something but I look the other side.

 

‘I am really sorry.’

 

‘Just leave and never return, stay away from my son and I.’

 

I watch on as he leaves, this is not what I expected. I had so much faith in him, this is not how I expected my life to go, I had not even made plans of falling for someone but I did and real hard. I fell head, shoulders, knees and toes. Both legs in and I know it will take a while before I am fully over this.

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I go to my room and put the documents away, I don’t want to look at them right now because I am not in the right place.

 

The ringing of my phone is what brings me out of my reverie

 

‘Babe.’ I say

 

‘Babe they have finally ruined you.’ Urah says in tears

 

‘Babe come down.’

 

 

‘Check your whatsapp, I have sent you something.’

 

I open my whatsapp and I am flooded with messages, Mer’vis and Jo have released my photos to the public. There are locations of lodges where I met some of my clients; some names have been published too. They are photos of my face everywhere; people whose husbands, fathers and brothers I slept with are all in my inbox sending death threats. It’s the same when I open facebook, maybe even worse because even my hospitals have been published and people are claiming I used my escort money to build them. The last blow is a photo which has been pic mixed with my face, Sean’s and Ezra’s. There is hate mail claiming that I have accused Ezra of being my baby’s father when in actual sense it’s from my whoring job that Sean came about, Merv’vis’ photo has been published too and people are sympathizing with her as being the new bride that has to go through all this. Sean’s school has been tagged and people are discriminating the administration for allowing a child like him to be amongst their children, they have responded and said they will give a statement soon. Some have even tagged the Ministry of Religious Education and Ministry of Health to look into the matter so that my hospitals are seized.

 

I don’t know what to feel, I am numb and there is no pain whatsoever that I am feeling. I can’t believe that people can be so evil, I have done nothing but lived my life. Maybe not right in the night but isn’t that why there is free will? I have never even gone a day to look for men because they always came looking for me and now society is blaming me and calling me the villain. The hospitals I have built with my hard earned money but who would care now because all they see when they look at me is an escort.

 

I go back to the drawer where I had put Jo’s documents; I have been too good to these two now I will bring them down.

 

I get my escort phone and make a phone call, at some point I had a thing with an IT specialist and I met him more than once, he assured me that if I ever needed him I should call him for anything.

 

‘Zee.’ I say immediately he picks up

 

‘I thought you would never call.’ He says obviously with his huge smile

 

‘I am in a fix.’

 

‘I have seen your face all over social media.’

 

‘I am about to lose my hospitals and I can’t allow it.’

 

‘What do you want me?’

 

‘I am sending you a name, she is married to my son’s father. Look into her and give me whatever dirt you can find.’

 

I drop the line and immediately send him Mer’vis’ names, photo and country of origin. After five minutes he sends me a detailed report.

 

‘I owe you.’ I say in a text

 

‘You have done enough baby, now protect what you have worked for.’ He responds

 

I get my phone and call her, I can almost hear the smirk in her voice.

 

‘You are a fugitive in your country and that is why you can’t go back and the only reason you don’t want to work is because you have been blacklisted for stealing company funds. Those abortions didn’t make you barren, you had your tubes removed immediately you went into UNI and the only reason you are married to Sean is because he is your meal ticket.’

 

I drop the line just before she can say anything.

 

I call Jo.

 

‘If it isn’t my whore of a sister.’ She says

 

‘If it isn’t the woman carrying Sean’s child.’ I respond

 

‘What are you talking about?’

 

I can almost hear the panic in her voice.

 

‘You have twenty four hours to clean this mess up.’ I say and drop the line

 

I switch off all my phones and wait for nature to bail me out of this, if they think they can out play me they have another thing coming.

 

I scan Jo’s documents and put them in one folder together with the one’s Zee sent me for Mer’vis, I might need to use them again. If they think social media will cut my wings, how about sending these to their families and we see who cares the most.

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