My father's killer episode 3

THE TRUTH (My father's killer)

"Mom! Can we bake a cake please" Juliet asked her mom one morning as she walked into the living room. Mrs Becky who was watching tv turned to face her daughter
"Why is that?" she asked.
"Tomorrow would make my bestfriend nineteen if she were still alive"
"Oh. So you want to bake a cake for the dead"
"Mom please. I want to send it to Mrs Dickson. So she'ld know she isn't alone. Please mom
please. Let's..."
"Fine! When?"
"Now mom. Now!"

***
The same morning, Mrs Dickson steps out of her hotel suite to purchase a flower to suit her burning daughter's soul. She abandones the wheel chair and takes a walk with the aid of her cruches. As she took one slow and unsteady step after the other, she prayed to God that her child be granted peace in the bossom of the Almighty. She made it to the store and got what she needed with her credit card. The only thing that escaped the fire because it had been with her at the hospital.
As she stepped out of the store, she saw a girl she knew or rather had once known. She looked so much like her late daughter. If that alone hadn't drawn her attention, then, the fact that she was holding a bible and sharing the good news of Jesus did. The girl was a person away from Mrs Dickson when the woman lost her grip on the cruches. Her knees started wobling and she was already on the ground before anybody could say "JACK"
The girl hurried to Mrs Dickson and pulled her up. She directed her to her hotel suite. Good thing, it wasn't far from where she had fallen which made the journey back easier. They got to Mrs Dickson hotel room and made her sit on the bed. After a lot of 'thank you's, the girl said
"The flowers are beautiful"
"Thank you my child. They are for my late daughter"
"I'm sorry for your loss ma"
"It's okay. You know, she looks just like you and tomorrow would make her nineteen"
"Wow! Tomorrow is also my birthday"
"That's great. Would you celebrate it?"
This question made the girl bow her head with sorrow
"No ma, I have no family to celebrate with"
"I'm sorry my child. You don't have to cry. Come sit here" Mrs Dickson hurriedly wrapped her in an embrace. The girl lit up a bit so Mrs Dickson continued
"I see you really love Christ"
"Yes ma. My mum thought me well"
"I'ld like you to meet someone tomorrow"
"Really! Who?" she seemed pretty excited
"Youl'd know by tomorrow. Get my bag for me please. Would you?"
The girl hands her the bag from which she retrieves a business card from it and hands it to the girl.
"Come to that address by this time tomorrow"
"I will ma. Thank you. I need to run along"
"Oh sure. See you tomorrow then. Here" she said handing the girl some money "use this for your transport"
"No ma. I'ld find my way"
"Come on" she pleaded.
"If you insist"
"I insist" the girl had to take the money
"Bye ma and please do not forget to see a doctor"
"I most certainly won't"
The girl turned to leave when Mrs Dickson called out
"What's your name?"
"Inemesit ma" she said before shutting the door behind her.
***

Later that night, Juliet went through her photo gallery, watching videos and pictures of moments she spent with Inemesit. Tears rolled down her eyes uncontrollably
"Picasso I'm so sorry. I really miss you. Tomorrow, we were to go to the mall remember? We had plans for your special day. I know your mom did too. We never planned for things to go this way. So, I really would never hear you call me Pics Art again. Like ever. Best, I'm sorry. I wish you would come back"
Thoughts like this kept going through her mind till she slept off. She had barely shut her eyes when she felt a tap on her hand.
"Pics Art, wake up" She was startled to see Inemesit sitting beside her. Had Inem not 'hushed' her, she would have screamed.
"It's I" she continued. Juliet just stared at her best friend.
"You know, my chest still aches" Juliet tried to touch her but her hands just won't move.
"Picasso, I'm so sorry"
"Why? For the stab or what?"
Juliet bent her face to watch her toes so as to avoid Inem's gaze.
"About the stab," she finally spoke "I never meant to kill you. It was for your uncle"
"I know. I just came to wipe your tears. You don't have to cry" Like she just remembered something, she added "Yeah, tomorrow is my birthday. Please spend it with my mom. Meet her at your mom's office tomorrow before noon"
"I miss you Picasso"
Inem just stared at her and after what felt like hours, she finally replied taking her eyes off Juliet to watch her room door
"You'ld see me tomorrow" With that, Inem turned to leave.
"What does that even mean?" Juliet again tried to raise herself from the bed but failed. Her body felt like it was no longer hers. It felt too heavy to be lifted.
"Are you leaving so soon"Juliet asked
"I have to" Inem replied. After a while, she added "By the way, your mom is calling you. Inem finally opened the door and stepped out. Immediately, Juliet opened her eyes. She had been sleeping. It was a dream.
"Juliet!" Indeed, her mom was calling her.

***
The next morning, Mrs Becky and Mrs Dickson went to see Mrs Dickson's doctor. After Inemesit had left her room the previous day, the pains in her legs became worse. Doctor Emmanuel felt her legs and ran some scans. Judging from the results, he informed her that the bones in her legs had gotten weaker and won't be able to carry her.
"I'm sorry Mrs Dickson, but I'm afraid, youl'd have to be in this wheel chair for a while longer, probably the rest of your life. Or, if you agree, we could totally cut off your legs in exchange for artificials"
Mrs Becky opened her mouth in shock and fear but said nothing. She just stared at the people beside her. Mrs Dickson on her part just watched the both of them and smiled
"If this is what God has for me, then so be it. I can't question him. I was brought up to believe in him and so had I trained my late child. Becky, please, let's go to your office" she said. With that, Mrs Becky wheeled her out of the doctor's office.
"Thank you doc" they both said before leaving.

***
"God? You want to wait on God? What if he wants you to have the swap?" Mrs Becky asked as soon as she and Mrs Dickson arrived her office.
"I won't have any swap. If he wants me to walk again, he would strenghten my bones. But a
swap? No and that's final. Let's not talk futher about this"
At that point, there was a tap on the door
"Come in" Mrs Becky called.
"Good morning ma'ams"
"Oh. Inem, come on in" Mrs Dickson was quite excited to see her. Mrs Becky just stared at them. She was too shocked to say a word.
"Is Inem still alive? Impossible!" she thought to herself. Noticing the other lady's reaction, Mrs Dickson continued, offering a sit beside her to Inem. Then turning to face Mrs Becky, she said
"She looks just like my late daughter right? Amazingly, her name is also Inemesit-Abasi"
"Wow. Inemesit, you are welcome. Forgive my manners, the resemblance is just too strong"
"Thank you detective" she replied with a smile. A smile that could be identified anywhere as that of the late Inem.
"I want to talk to the both of you"
"Okay Inem" Mrs Becky said "What"s it?"
Wearing the smile again, causing Mrs Becky to close her eyes, Inem said
"Late Mister Dickson"
"Who?" Mrs Becky asked with a tinge of doubt in her voice.
"Late Doctor Sam Dickson" Inem emphazised. On hearing this, Mrs Dickson merely sighed and bent her head.
"Is it important? How do you even know him?" Mrs Becky asked with a hint of anger in her voice. Without answering the question, Inem replied
"He wasn't murdered"
On second thoughts, she added "He was suffocated, yes.

Gabriel, Doctor Dickson's younger brother had come around. He had come in to visit his bedridden brother. The wall clock in the doctor's room showed that the time was 2:10pm. Mr Dickson was talking to him about issues far from health complications. It seemed the doctor knew he was about to die. The two men were engrossed in their discussion when suddenly, the doctor started gasping for breath. Gabriel just stood over the doctor's bed like he had done 25 years ago when he watched his mother die. In a bid to get Gabriel to call for help, Doctor Dickson threw a pillow at him. It didn't help. Gabriel just stood there, this time, hugging the pillow. That was when Inemesit walked in and walked out unnoticed.

PRESENT
"Since you know so much about this, what killed him then?" Mrs Becky asked.
"Something all the doctors never saw coming. A growth in his lungs" Inem replied.
"Jesus" Mrs Dickson whispered.
"Who are you again?" Mrs Becky asked trying to swallow the recent discovery.
"It's on the form"
Mrs Becky pulled the form to herself and scanned to the name column.
"What?" the detective exclaimed. Mrs Dickson snatched the form from her and read the name aloud
"Inemesit-Abasi Sam Dickson. My daughter? I don't understand. You are supposed to be
dead"
"Can I use your toilet please? I'm pressed" Inem requested. The women just stared at her.
"I'ld take that as a yes. And don't worry, I know my way around here"
With that, she walked out of the office. The women just kept staring at themselves with diffent thoughts going through their minds until there was another tap on the door. It was Juliet
"Hey mom. Good day Mrs Dickson" she greeted. The women just stared at her. Mrs Dickson was the first to break the silence.
"Juliet, how are you?"
"I'm fine mom. I got you a cake" Juliet said present a beautiful cake to her. It was coated in pink icing sugar and on it was inscribed "GLORIOUS 19"
"Wow. It's beautiful. But, what's it for?"
"It's Inem's birthday today, remember? I just wish she was here to celebrate it"
Again, the women looked at each other, then at Juliet again.

***
"Who is he? Where did he take you to?" her mom asked with tears in her eyes.
"He took me to the beach where he drew something in the sand and asked me to lie in it. Then, he breathed into my nostrils and I came back alive with a new body. But, he let the pains from the stab remain. His name is Jesus"

MY FATHER'S KILLER
Chapter 4
RESTORED (coming next)