My wedding night episode 7

MY WEDDING NIGHT

EPISODE 7

By 8am the next day, my brother showed up
with my old father and detective Jeremiah.
They all look very serious and tired. My heart
bled as i saw tears form in my old man’s
eyes.

“My darling you shouldn’t be here” he
breathed painfully. I forced out a smile to
assure him that i was alright.
“Don’t worry sir, we are coming close to
solving this case. I’m working round the
clock to make sure i solve the puzzles in the
case. In no time your daughter will be out of
here” the detective said to him.
“Officer please tell us what you have gotten
so far. Tell us how far you have gotten” my
brother asked anxiously.
“you know it isn’t in our conduct to be
revealing our investigations to people but
nevertheless i will tell you guys how far i
have gotten” he answered, while my brother
nodded desperately.

“I worked on this case all through the night
and i came to a conclusion that two people
were involved in the murder. Moreover one
of the security men in the house admitted
seeing a white lady head to the garden at
the exact time the crime might have been
committed” he revealed while i jumped up
hopefully.
“you should arrest the lady right away, isn’t
the testimony enough to vindicate me?” i
asked breathlessly. The detective shook his
head and looked down.

“I’m sorry but it isn’t enough. The security
man admitted seeing a woman head to the
garden. He never said he saw her kill your
husband, moreover the knife cut in your
husband’s chest was strong and deep. I
doubt if any lady can strike so hard. A lady
equally can’t be able to drag your husband’s
body from the garden to his bedroom
unless of course she was assisted. The
fracture on his noise equally brought up
another fact that the murderer might have
sneaked from behind, strongly cut off his
breathe by covering his nose and mouth
with one hand while burying the knife in his
chest. Something a woman will find very
hard to do. Anyway we are still running DNA
tests which will help us put more things
together” he concluded, while i sighed with
desperation.

“C’mon can’t you just drill the woman that
was spotted at the scene instead of wasting
the time we don’t have. Who is the woman,
who is she?” i asked curiously. The officer
shrugged.

“The security man unfortunately couldn’t
identify her. According to him all the white
women in the house that night looked the
same to him” he answered, shook hands
with my brother and left.
My father came forward and stared at me
for some seconds, tears blinding his vision.

“I’m going to the village today. I’m going to
visit the only living soothsayer in our clan. He
can reveal the murderer for us” he informed
me slowly. I couldn’t believe my ears.
“dad noooo, you can’t do that. You can’t
abandon your Christian believe for my sake.
You are a strong catholic dad. It hasn’t
gotten to that” i pleaded.

“I can’t sit, watch and do nothing. Your
mother barely managed to survive the night.
I must do something, i’m still the head and
protector of my family” he said strongly. I bit
my lips and looked at my brother for
support, but all he did was just shrug.
It was obvious they had all agreed on it
before visiting me.

TO BE CONTINUED
QUESTION: Who could the white lady be? Could she have been responsible for the murder? Is visiting a soothsayer the best thing to do at this point in time?

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