An evening with Eva by Kayemjay Keymaster Episode 28 Two men walked into a huge bakery. One of them was tall dark and huge. He looked like a thug. His biceps and chest rippled and struggled against his tight black body hugging t-shirt. He walked behind the other man who was plump, had a bulging stomach and was dressed in a suit. He was below average height and smoked a cigarette. Smoke filled the whole atmosphere as sweaty workers mixed flour. They divided the mixed flour, cutting it into different sizes and panning it. They did not bother to acknowledge the men as they walked past them, opening a small door that led into a corridor. One of the men was the Boss and had previously warned that the workers always carry on with their work anytime he came by. He detested recognition. They closed the door behind them. There were in another room now. It was a very tiny room with pipes carrying water lining the walls on both sides. They walked quietly for a while till they got to the end of the room. There was yet another man sitting on a chair by the wall. Bloodied face, swollen lips and one black eye that was now temporarily half closed. The man looked up at his visitors, his hands tied to his sides on the metal chair he sat on. “Water. Wa..tttt..ee..rrrrrrrr” The man muttered almost out of breath. He was barely audible. One of the two men, who was the Boss, brought out a plastic bottle of water from his jacket and handed it to his partner. “He want’s water. Shark, Let’s give him some water.” The boss said. “Yes Boss.” Shark said. Shark opened the water and approached Sean. As Sean opened his mouth, Shark bent the bottle in a vertical position and began to gently pour. As Sean began to gulp, Shark moved the bottle away from his mouth. He slowly and deliberately poured the water on the floor beside Sean, laughing wickedly as the contents of the bottle emptied on the dirty floor. Sean almost cried. He leaned his head backwards and closed his eyes. He knew he was going to die there. When it would eventually happen, he had no idea. But he was very convinced it would happen pretty soon. The room was very small, cramped with pipes on the walls on both sides. The only source of light was a small bulb on the ceiling that came on only when he had visitors. There was a fan on the ceiling that croaked and worked at an agonizingly slow pace. He was sweaty most of the time. The whizzing of the pipes when water passed through them was now music to his ears. His only companion was his thoughts. He had lost track of day and time and had no idea where he was. A very frail old man who seemed in his late 70’s had brought him food before his current visitors arrived. He did not know if it was twice a day or once a day. The last time the Old man visited seemed like an eternity. He had tried to converse with the man. The old man did not speak English or any of the languages Sean had mastered. It sounded to Sean like he spoke Tiv. The Old man eventually managed a little, “me don’t hear. Me speak” before feeding Sean with the usual meager bowl of tasteless rice just enough to sustain him. He was not even strong enough to question the old man or to strain his brain, so he let the Old man be. He knew they were keeping him alive for a reason. Maybe these two men were going to tell him. Shark dropped the bottle of water, squatting in front of Sean. “Did you kill the Governor?” The Boss asked just behind Shark “Who? What Governor? Is he dead?” Sean said slowly. Shark landed a heavy punch to Sean’s stomach just below his rib cage. Sean yelped in pain as spurts of blood escaped his mouth. He tried desperately to catch his breath. They waited for Sean to get himself together. “I am going to ask you one more time Sean. Did you kill the Governor?” The Boss queried. Sean looked up at the man. He was feeling faint. He just wanted to die and give everything up. It was not worth it. He wanted to just spill everything but he thought about his mother. She had done nothing and she did not deserve to die for his crimes. He was going to do this on his own. The Ghosts always keep their word. As long as he kept mute, his mother would be safe. They had honor. These men interrogating him did not. He had no doubts about that. He was ready to die. “I..do… not… know… what…you… are… talking about.” Sean said very slowly. “Are you crazy? You are talking back at the Boss like that? What the fvck is wrong with you boy?” Shark said irritated at Sean. He made to hit Sean again but the Boss stopped him. “Stop. Easy Shark, easy.” The Boss said. Shark moved away for the Boss, going farther away from Sean. The Boss now took Shark’s position. Only he did not squat
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