Dear Friend....Part 2

A Story by Regina Ndagire

...Mr. Sebutinde is set to embark on his task. The gruesome murder investigation. He also just met the love oh his life.

I perused through the newspaper article while I hurried down the stairs. The description of the crime scene was quite clear at least to a lay man.

In the picture, the hotel was surrounded with the familiar yellow police ribbons labeled ‘do not cross’ in black. The police vehicle and ambulance were showed in the background. She was there, naked. She was lying prone on the floor with clothes thrown across her to cover half of her thighs, the buttocks and part of the back. The narrative below the picture said that she was found with sticks stuffed in her private parts and cloth stuck in her mouth. Blood had spilled out of her probably due to the effect of the sticks. The images were tormenting. I felt my body freeze. I remained still. My entire body was filled with goosebumps. At the upper right corner of the picture was a smaller clear picture of her face.

I knew her. I felt the familiarity and spiritual connection.

I was about to seek her justice. I was already attached to her. I stuffed the paper under my arm pit and headed out of the building. It was coming to noon when I left the offices.

I thought it wise to take a break to refresh my mind before I could embark on the assigned ‘piece’ work.

I decided to drop by a restaurant for lunch before proceeding to my apartment. Chris’ republic was most convenient. It was just by the roadside. I settled in and had my order served. Before I could take a bite of my last piece of chicken, a lady walked into the restaurant. She commanded a second glance. She was worth it. But I denied her attention. She walked straight up to my table.

‘Hey. Am Lyn…L.Y.N.’ Rolling her eyes, she explained that most people think its L.E.A.N.

‘How is your meal?’ she inquired as she took up the seat opposite me.

I reluctantly looked up at her and nodded my head as I signaled to her that I could not respond as I was chewing. She shrugged back.

I turned back to concentrate on finishing my piece.

I had not been in a relationship for quite some time because of my job and its schedules. I have always avoided having people fall victims of circumstances because of my job. I left my home village for the same reasons. My previous relationship was a mess because my ex-girlfriend couldn’t stop complaining about my unusual working hours. The breaking point was when I declined to her suggestion of meeting her parents. I was not yet ready to settle for marriage. At least not then. My mind was preoccupied with the developments in my career more than anything. It was all I could focus on. But after my relatives pressuring me for a wife, I promised myself to settle if I ever got a woman worth it. Nonetheless, I had even assumed the heights I had dreamed of in my career. The timing couldn’t get any better.

After our brief chart, I honestly considered marriage. She had what I needed in a woman. She commanded respect. She was elegant. She was so analytical and spoke with confidence. She was truly a material anyone would consider for marriage. She ignited a sparkle in my heart.

I yearned to know more about her.

When she finished her soft drink, I walked her out of the restaurant. She told me her residential address. She actually stayed along JM estate lane.

‘Really! That’s where I stay.’ I spoke with remarkable surprise.

‘What a coincidence!’

We said our goodbyes and parted ways.

I passed by the crime scene. Everything was in order like nothing happened. Business was going on normally. I went up to the roof top where the body had been discovered. There was no relevant evidence at all; everything had been cleaned up already. I strolled around to all edges of the floor while I enjoyed the aerial view of the trading center. I picked up a crafted bracelet designed with the name Naomi on it.

I just stepped back in the car and drove off to the estate. In my living room, I dialed a few numbers from the contact list that Mr. Kagawa had given me. I needed some explanations.

After my introductions and inquiries, the voice behind the phone thanked me for calling in and offered to get back to me in quarter an hour. It sounded a bit long but I stamped my feet while I waited.

When he called back he provided me with all the information that I needed. It was worth the wait.

I jotted it down in the note book.

This was the starting point. Investigations had to kick off right away.

© 2017 Regina Ndagire

Author's Note

As promised, this is the continuation. Watch out for Part 3.

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Rubick

*Were shown* is more appropriate I guess. Also the use of the word commanded in "commanded respect" is unusual.. at least for me. What do u think? Have u ever encountered such use of the word "command" in any, say, native English works??

Posted 6 Years Ago

6 Years Ago

Thanks Rubick for your review..That is so genuine of you. I shall look through it.

6 Years Ago

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Debbie Barry

I'll definitely be watching for the next installment of your story. I'm now interested not only in the progress of the murder investigation, but also in the romance.

Since you introduced a romance for your main character, I'd love to see more description and dialogue in that area. Your narrative skipped from a stranger sitting down to him considering marriage, and yearning for her, It felt much too sudden. Some conversation would help build and develop that.

I'd also love to read more descriptions of the sights, sounds, smells, physical sensations, and even flavors, in both installments of your story. Its a good narrative, with a good premise, and it deserves more detail, so your reader will feel drawn into the scene.

I'm looking forward to reading more!