Child of god | book 1 ✅

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Published July 15, 2023.

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Lost in thoughts, Kwento decided that since he could not form a noble solution on how to capture the murderer, he should ask for help.

Like that, he found himself on Rice highway. Streets bustling with business as ever. Neon lights twinkled and the air was soothing. Into the bar he went and he met Grace who was serving two gods who looked like men in their late thirties.

He sat at a stool by the counter and waited for her. The bar was not so full.  Just about three booths were occupied. As his eyes swirled round, he also seemed to notice the amount of eyes on him.  He should have gotten used to it by now, especially since he was not so average looking but it still seemed weird with his history in prison; he could not tell if they were looks of admiration or repulsion.

Finally, he saw Grace approaching him and while the question of Michael was at the tip of his tongue, ready to be released, they changed when he noticed her as the only one tending drinks and serving them.

“Your co-workers still on mental leave?”

She looked bewildered. “Yeah, how do you know?” she set up a wine bottle on a tray and looked up to see his raised brows.

“Yeah, I forget sometimes that you’re a friend of the boss. It’s stupid I swear; this leave thing. Johnny just called in this morning to inform us that he’d be taking a leave because he 's still suffering a trauma from the hand he broke two months ago trying to get a fallen sandwich. Can you imagine?”

“Yeah, somehow.”

“Promise that you would not tell Michael that I said his mental leave stuff is trashy.”

“I promise I would not.“

Just then, a customer came by the counter.

“ He’s up by the way,” Grace said and Kwento nodded at her and walked up to go find Micheal.

“The only way we can achieve this is if she is moved to a totally new environment,” Micheal said and Kwento heard as he turned the corner to Michael’s office.  It was the first by the left and was guarded by a metal door.

After a few moments, Kwento heard Michael end the call after saying “Thank you for everything Kylie!” into a rectangular device on his hand.

Deciding that he had seen enough, Kwento decided to walk in and shut the door making Micheal fumble with his pen so much that It finally landed on the ground, the sound of a low thump filled the air after it. The thump originated from the telephone hitting the desk.

“Oh, you’re here?”  Micheal scrambled to get the item on the floor while Kwento made himself comfortable on the seat before him. Apparently he had been flipping through a confidential document which he was trying so hard to hide from Kwento’s view. Why the secrecy though?

“I thought I heard you speaking with someone, sorry for interrupting.”

“You’re actually not interrupting anything, I was just about to drop this,” he said , arranging the documents in a hurry and fitting them into a drawer. “I’m done with them anyway.”

“Okay,” Kwento agreed temporarily so that Michael could relax before he asked pointing at a rectangular device on the desk, an item that could be found mostly on earth. “Are you done with that too?”

“Ooh, that,” Michael said with a smile that wasn’t quite him. “Yeah.”

Kwento stretched his limb towards the container of pencils and picked one. “You know,” he relaxed back into the seat, rolling the pencil with his finger. “I used to walk into you making business transactions and I’ve never seen you this taut.” He shrugged. “Maybe I’m having the wrong perception or maybe my intuition is right and you’re really not into this friendship anymore.”