The first things we moved to the old apartment were our surplus items and cooking pots. We also moved some other small household items during our first trip to the new apartment.
On our way back, we decided to eat at a Chinese restaurant close to our house before we go up.
“Look baby, that’s Aunty Joy,” Zuby said. His spoon fell to the ground and made some noise.
I stood up and looked outside, sure it was Aunty Joy and two men, they were moving towards our apartment.
“How did they know our new place?” I asked.
“There is only one person who could have told them,” he said.
“Rose. I warned you about that bitch,” I said.
“Maria this is not the time for blames,” He said as he brought out his phone and called Aunty Joy.
“My friend said you are coming to my apartment now. She said you also promised to give her 2000 Euros if she sells me out to you. Well that was a plan to take you to that direction while I moved away. I am already in a cab to the Central Station. I am sure you saw a black vehicle that just drove past you and your animal thugs, that’s me and Maria in it. I warned you to stay away from me but you won’t hear. You will pay for all this,” Zuby said on the phone.
Immediately after talking to Aunty Joy, he called Rose. “I hope you collected the 2000 Euros from Joy before telling her where I live. You will surely regret all this. It’s a pity you didn’t think I know this could happen. Like I said, all this things will land on your head before you know it,” he shouted.
A few seconds later, we watched as Aunty Joy and her thugs rushed past us back towards the train station.
“Stay here and don’t go anywhere,” Zuby said as he stood up and followed them.
Five minutes later, he returned to the Chinese restaurant and asked me to follow him. We walked to the apartment and picked up our bags.
“Go to Uppsala and rent a hotel room there. I need to follow the idiots and their madam Joy to find out what they are up to. I need to kill this war before it gets out of hand. Don’t call me, I will call you,” He said.
“No baby, please let’s leave this city together and run away it’s almost over. They won’t find us if we don’t tell anybody where we are going,” I pleaded.
It was obvious that he wasn’t going to listen to me because he looked me in the eyes and said, “Do what I told you and do it immediately. They could be going back to harm Rose.”
There was no need arguing with him. I just picked up one of the big bags and asked him to help me with the other one. We walked slowly downstairs while looking at every possible angle where someone could have laid ambush.
Out on the road, we stood for over five minutes before a cab stopped.
“Follow this one,” Zuby said as he helped put the bags in the car trunk.
I waved at him as the car moved away slowly. I also watched as he stared at the car until we disappeared. As I sat in the back of the cab, I wondered what was going on in his mind at that moment. If not that he never listened to me, he would just have followed me and forget Aunty Joy and her troubles. I really couldn’t figure out why he wanted to go looking for them again.
I shed small tears and prayed that he came out of that one safe. It seemed almost like a final battle.
I got to our usual hotel and met the friendly receptionist who worked there each time I came.
“I need a room,” I announced.
He flipped through his register and said room 214 was available. He actually knew the room I used the last time I was there.
I opened my bag and gave him the money while he called one of the security agents to help me take my bags to the room.
As soon as I stepped into the room and closed the door, I brought out my phone and dialed Zuby, and then I cut it before it started ringing. It was true that I wanted to call him and find out what was going on but I recalled that he told me not to call him whenever he was on a mission, unless it was extremely important.
There was nothing to do except to wait for his call, and that was assuming he would call. He was apparently heading into a fight with known killers. I didn’t know what he was thinking. I felt like I didn’t do enough to stop him from going. It flashed my mind to call Rose. I picked up my phone and dialed her. The phone rang for seconds without anybody touching it. In tried the second time and the phone died instantly. Someone had apparently switched it off. I didn’t know what to think, Rose never killed her phone on me. Something could be going on. Irrespective of how I felt about her, she could be in danger. Aunty Joy and her thugs were heading to our apartment when Zuby diverted them. There was no other place they could have gone if not to the old apartment, assuming it was Rose who told them where to find us. The way things were happening, it was obvious Rose was the person who told them where we lived. Since Zuby made it look like Rose sent them on a goose chase, they were likely returning to her. And I believe they won’t be happy with her.
After careful thought, I concluded that Rose was in immediate danger. That was enough reason to alert Zuby. I dialed his number again. It seemed he had his phone in his hand because he cut off the call instantly and before I could try again, the phone was already off. I instantly knew that he would be angry when he returned. But that was if he returned. I apparently preferred that he returned and shout at me rather than not returning at all.
I was already half asleep when my phone rang. I quickly grabbed it and said “Baby.” The name on the screen was Zuby.
“Listen Baby,” he said. “Something is going on. I went to the old apartment and found Aunty Joy and her thugs there. They were trying to kill Rose, so I called the police.” he paused.
“What happened, where are you?” I asked. I was finding it hard to breathe well.
“There is a small delay,” he said with low tone, “The police came and arrested them. They took Rose to the hospital. We are at the police station now.”
I asked why he followed them to the Police station and that was when he gave me shocking news. He was also arrested. The taxi driver who drove him to the apartment was an undercover police officer. It happened that he was inside the cab when he called the police emergency number and somehow the undercover police officer linked him to the attempted murder of Rose. Zuby said he was at the police station and that he was being detained. However he said he was there just as a witness since he told the police it was him who called them in the first place.
Before he cut the call, he asked me to take the bags and return to the apartment. It seemed that we were no longer going anywhere soon.