No Tears for Sonya-Excerpt # 2

                                                         No Tears for Sonya(excerpt # 2)

                                                                           by

                                                            Austin Mitchell

“We don’t know what he’s up to. I think we should wait.”

            “What if that detective is spying on us and reporting to Chester?”

            “What could he report? The money from the apartment is sent straight to my bank account and remember that you manage my taxis.”     

“Suppose he finds out about us?”

“He doesn’t know that I’ve stopped seeing Skippy.”       

            “I’m tired of this kind of life. We have to be hiding just because of one man.”

            “You’ve just got to be patient. Things will work themselves out.”

            “It’s like all his employees are slaves. He doesn’t trust any of them. That’s why he fast into their business so much. I’m glad I’m no longer working for him.”

            Sonya came and hugged Mickie. She could feel his frustration. Maybe after tomorrow she would know what to do about Chester.

            “Let’s go down to Randy Chin’s bar and have a few drinks. It might make you feel better.”

            “Okay, but I just feel like going with you tomorrow and let him know about us.”

            She wondered what Mickie was talking about. They had too many break ups over the five years they had known each other. She certainly didn’t want anymore relationships with him. She would soon tell him that they should let their relationship remain as employer and employee. That would put him down a peg or two, but she didn’t care.

            “I’ll lock up the house and we can go.”

***

            That morning, Sonya left for her work place at nine o’clock. Being a Sunday there was hardly any traffic on the roads. As she drove down, she thought of calling Mickie. He had dropped her home last night before leaving for his flat. As she neared the entrance to the store on Barnes Avenue in Constant Spring Gardens, she was shocked to see yellow tape and policemen.

       A car had crashed into the gate. It was Chester’s BMW! The front doors were open and police photographers were snapping away. A

small crowd had gathered. She stopped her car on the other side of the road, flung open the car door and rushed out. She dashed across the road. Other police vehicles with their sirens flashing were coming on to the scene.

            “Miss, move away from the yellow tape, you’re disturbing our work,” a young policewoman shouted at her.

            Policemen were all over, taking photos of the scene.

            “It’s my boss’ car. What happened to him? Is he dead?”

            “Miss, move away from the tape,” an inspector growled at her.

            Sonya did as the inspector ordered.

             She saw a security guard and called him over. She couldn’t remember his name, their employer changed them so often.

            “Just as I came on duty, Miss and Mister Chester drove up, I hear the gunshots. By the time I turned around, the car sped around the corner and disappeared.”

            “How long ago it happened? Is Chester badly injured?”

            “About  a hour ago, Miss. It’s in his head he got most of the bullets. He looked dead to me.”

            “You know what colour car it was?”

            “It was a white car. Everything happened so fast that I didn’t even have time see what kind of car it was .”

            Mickey drove a silver colored Nissan Tida.

            The guard left and went to stand with a group of onlookers. Please visit my Amazon pages my typing in Austin G Mitchell.