FROM HOOKUP TO HORROR 5.
A story written by Graceful diary.
The woman ran as fast as her legs would carry her, desperate for a moment to catch her breath. She knew that David or the man could be chasing her, and the loneliness of the area only added to her fear. It was her first time there, and all she had wanted to do was complete her hookup job for David, not knowing the danger she was getting into.
“Look at how your greed for money is putting your life at risk, Mercy,” she reprimanded herself, regretting the decisions that had led her to this moment.
As she reached a junction, Mercy chose to turn left, and to her relief, she saw a police station up ahead. Realizing that it might be her only chance for safety, she rushed inside and began to tell the officers what had happened, hoping they could protect her from the threat she had encountered.
Upon entering the police station, Mercy encountered two officers at the counter and approached them urgently.
“Good day, sir. I desperately need your help or they will kill me and the other remaining ladies,” Mercy said, tears streaming down her face.
“Who wants to kill you, madam?” the officers inquired, causing Mercy to narrate the horrible details of her situation, even providing them with the location of the man’s house.
The officers exchanged a knowing glance, one silently urging the other to delay Mercy while he made a call inside.
“Madam, we will address this matter quickly. Once he finishes the call, we will head to the location you described and arrest the two men,” one officer assured Mercy, who couldn’t shake off her suspicion of the sudden phone call.
“Could these officers be involved with the man? Should I leave and seek help elsewhere? But what if the others are in danger while I’m away? I must leave before falling into a trap,” Mercy concluded, quickly leaving the station.
“Hello, sir. A woman in white just lodged a complaint here, and it seemed she was referring to you,” the officer informed the man who had ordered her capture until his arrival at the station.
“Where is the lady?” the police officer demanded from the other, only to be informed that she had left. Fear was evident on his face as he instructed his colleague to fetch the key to the police van as they set off to track down Mercy, knowing she was one of Mr. Ben victims.
As if guided by a guardian angel, Mercy spotted a taxi which kindly agreed to take her home safely. It was through this unexpected encounter that she survived the terrifying situation she had just experienced.
After their fruitless search for her, the police officers returned to find Mr. Ben and David waiting for them.
“Where is she? Hurry up and bring her to me so I can take her back to the house,” Mr. Ben demanded. Unfortunately, the officers had to break the news that she had managed to escape.
“This is all your fault,” Mr. Ben fumed, directing his anger towards David.
“I’m going back to the house to meet the other two ladies and clear out any evidence in my chamber, as that woman might attempt to expose me. In the meantime, I need you officers to take this foolish man to the other house where my associates operate. Hand him over to the men there, they know what to do with him,” Mr. Ben instructed, as the police officers forcefully led David to their van, following his orders without hesitation. Despite David’s pleas, Mr. Ben remained unmoved and drove off to the house to eliminate any evidence.
👉 Mercy in her room 👈
“I need to take action now. God helped me escape for a reason, and that is to assist those girls and expose those wicked men. What should I do next?” Mercy whispered to herself, walking back and forth in her room.
She was known as the hookup lady who only stayed in one room on a street in Port Harcourt. Her neighbors were aware of her lifestyle, so when she didn’t return for days, no one thought much of it.
“Madam Lizzy might be able to help. That David and the man mentioned her. She must be the mother of the girl they killed. I have to locate her immediately and inform her about what happened to her daughter. But where could she be?” Mercy pondered as she prepared noodles, took a quick bath, and set out to search for Madam Lizzy.
Finding Madam Lizzy wasn’t as difficult as Mercy had thought. It seemed like she was well-known in Port Harcourt, and with just a few inquiries about Madam Lizzy’s restaurant, Mercy was able to locate it easily.
As Mercy arrived at the restaurant, Madam Lizzy instructed her daughter Oma to serve Mercy, assuming she had come to eat. However, Mercy quickly called both Oma and Madam Lizzy aside, expressing that she hadn’t come for a meal.
“Where is your daughter?” Mercy inquired, catching them off guard with the unexpected question.
“Which of my daughters are you asking about?” Madam Lizzy replied, her curiosity heightened while glancing at Oma, who also appeared surprised.
“What brings me here is urgent. Any of your daughters who has been missing for days and went with a wealthy man to his house has been killed by him. I came here to seek your help in exposing this man,” Mercy revealed, narrating the tragic events to both Madam Lizzy and Oma.
“This cannot be true! Not my daughter, Angelina!,” Madam Lizzy uttered in disbelief before collapsing to the floor in pain.
In a country where the police officers are accomplices to Mr Ben’s crime, who will help the remaining ladies?
More twists and turns yet to unfold.
