Undeniable Part 28
"Something's wrong," Keesha said nervously tapping the dashboard. Almost twenty minutes had passed and there was still no sign of Jason.
"I'm sure he's fine. Jason's more than capable of taking care of himself," Max replied tensely. Although he enjoyed his work, he resented having to play baby sitter to Jason's girlfriend. "Why don't you just sit back sweetheart and relax.
The condescending tone in Max's voice caused something in Keesha to snap. Remembering another self-defense technique, she gave him a hard elbow to his groin. The impact of the blow stunned him long enough for Keesha to exit the SUV, but not before setting him straight.
"Let's get something clear you cocky bastard. I'm not you're sweetheart, baby or honey. Now you can either shut-up and come with me or keep your sorry ass here."
Keesha was half way to the house before he could answer. "Damn!" he said. "If anything happens to her, it'll be my ass."
A black SUV was speeding off in the opposite direction, just as Keesha reached the alley. She couldn't make out the face, but she knew it had to be Robin.
Panic gripped her heart as she entered the house through the back door, with Max close on her heels. An eerie silence filled the air, as they made their way through the kitchen.
"Jason," Keesha called out. "Where are you?"
Pulling out his gun, Max pulled Keesha to the side and took lead of the search. Making their way further into the house, Max came to a dead halt as they entered the bedroom.
"What is it?" Keesha asked.
But her screams filled the air, before he could answer. "Oh my God Jason!" she screamed as he lay in a pool of blood.
"Please. You can't leave me!" she cried over and over, as she cradled his head in her lap.
One Year Later
Robin loved taking a swim every morning in the ocean. For the past six months, she had made this paradise in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico her home.
Prior to coming here, she never stayed in one place for more than a few weeks, fearing the police or Quartermane's would be hot on her trail. But after a few months, she was confident of not being found.
The small house was located at the end of a private beach. The lush bushes and flowers, which surrounded the patio and overlooked the ocean, provided her with complete privacy.
After her swim, she would take a hot shower then sit out on the patio with a good book while sipping a cold glass of ice tea. This was the only daily routine that she followed.
She was engrossed in the fantasy of the love story, until the voice from the past brought her back to reality.
Robin slowly looked up from the book into the eyes of her nemesis.
Keesha let out a low whistle as she observed the beautiful surroundings. "Wow, this is really a nice place."
"Thanks," she said annoyed. "Now that we have all the pleasantries out of the way. What exactly did you expect to accomplish by coming here? Oh wait let me guess. You plan on turning me into the cops right? Or better yet, you're going to try and kill me? Well, you can try, but you won't succeed. Jason didn't have the guts and neither do you."
Keesha laughed shaking her head, as she calmly took a seat at the patio table. "I've had plenty of opportunities to kill you. Lord knows I would've been justified," she said lighting up a cigarette. "But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that killing you would be merciful. And I have no mercy for you."
Robin was becoming bored with their conversation and decided to go for a walk on the beach, when she noticed a tingling sensation in her feet.
"You see Robin," Keesha continued stumping out the cigarette. "With the help of that P. I. you hired, Ray Armstrong, I was able to track you down. For the last six months, I've been watching your every move. As for Mr. Armstrong, his conscious obviously got the best of him, when he drove off that cliff in Greece. It seems accidents are an epidemic, because the guy who attacked me was accidentally killed being car jacked."
The tingling sensation was now extending to her legs and fingertips. "Something strange is happening," she nervously replied.
"Well, let me enlighten you," Keesha smiled. "As I said earlier, killing you would have been merciful. But I want you to suffer everyday for the rest of your miserable life."
Robin tried to reply, but her words became slurred. Now her hands and arms were becoming numb.
Keesha stood above Robin, with a smile dripping of pure hatred. "By now, I guess you must be wondering what's going on. Well, I'll be happy to tell you, girlfriend."
Robin tried to scream, but nothing came out. "Help," she pleaded."
"I injected this nasty little drug into your soap. It not only paralyzes the muscles in the body, but also makes it appear that you're in a vegetated state. Once those pores opened up and you lathered yourself with that soap, it was just a matter of time. But here's the best part. You're still conscious of everything that's going on. So while you were out swimming so carefree, I was here getting my revenge."
Keesha pulled up a chair beside Robin, so they were eye to eye. "See, I want you to be aware of every waking minute of your journey to hell. I want you to remember that a year ago today (April 19), you killed my baby."
"Bitch," she screamed, trying to move her legs and arms. But it was useless; her entire body was numb.
As Keesha stood to leave, she bent down close to Robin's ear. "Now don't think I'm going to leave you hear to rot. I've arranged a lovely suite for you, at a very private and remote hospital, where you can be all alone with your thoughts," she said, with a wicked smile, as she walked away and into Jason's waiting arms.
"No, no, no," she screamed over and over in her head.