lonely heart,a story by bibijay
Chapter Four
Bianca walked into the police station and asked
of detective Arnold. He had been very kind to
her in the past and he seemed to be the only
one sympathetic to her plight. She was told that
he wasn't around but she could see his partner,
detective Ashwood. She was ushered into
Ashwood's cozy office.He was a balding man in
his forties with a mustache. His eyes seemed
kind but his face wasn't. She couldn't read the
expression on his face and it made her nervous.
"You are welcome, Mrs. Faraday," He said,
standing up to shake her hand." You may sit
down."
"Thank you," Binca said and sat down.
"What can I offer you? Coffee or tea?" Ashwood
asked.
Binca ran her tongue over her chapped lips."No,
I am fine. Thanks,"
"So what brought you here?" The cop asked.
"Someone has been trailing me," She said, " He
also had my late husband's locket on him. He
seems to know where I live too and he even
offered to take me home."
" Your husband's murderer offered you a ride?"
The cop asked." What makes you think he's the
one who murdered your husband?"
“His name is Sam Tucker” Bianca said. “I know
he is my husband’s killer. I swear it to you! I saw
my husband’s locket on his neck. And he knows
where I live!” She was on the verge of tears
again but she schooled her voice to sound
normal. Normal was a word she no longer related
to. Since Mj's death nothing had ever been the
same.
"Alright, please keep calm." He said and stood
up."Please give me just a second."
Ashwood walked out of his office and returned
after some minutes.
“Ma'am,” Ashwood said.” We have run several
searches on our computers but that name is not
in our database. It’s either you’ve gotten the
wrong name or-“
“He killed Mj!” She yelled. "That guy killed Mj!
Don't you know your job anymore? Please go
arrest him!"
“Your husband was mugged and _”
“And you have done nothing to catch his killers!
He was clubbed to death!" She yelled, crying.
“Please don’t let his killers go scot free, please
do something. This guy has been trailing me,
maybe he wants to kill me too or something. I
think he’s a psychopath who takes delight in
killing and harming innocent people. Please don’t
let another innocent person lose their life. You
probably think that I am being paranoid but I
know what I saw. That guy had my Mj’s locket
around his neck!”
“Maybe it wasn’t the same Locket you saw.”
Ashwood said, his voice slightly raised.“Can you
give a description of this guy and the locket?”
“Yes. He’s got blue eyes, crooked nose and a
scar at his left temple but the scar isn’t so
horrible to look at. It’s sort of made him look
more dangerous and…”
“Okay, I get it. How tall is this guy?”
“Maybe 5’9 or-“
A tall, dark skinned female cop walked into the
office and whispered something into his ear and
left and he gave Bianca a funny look which made
me sit up.
He flipped through some files and looked at her
again. “You have made similar reports before and
it turned out to be a hoax, on four different
occasions in the last six months.”
“Well…” Bianca said, “This time around, I am
certain. He’s got black hair and he had on Mj’s
locket. Wait a second, I am not sure of the color
of his hair yet but I think it's blonde."
“Mrs. Faraday, I understand that you lost your
husband on your wedding night and that must
have been a terrible experience for you. We are
doing all we can to bring his killers to book but
you can’t keep accusing everyone of killing your
husband. We had our men stationed on your
street for some weeks and we are certain no one
is stalking you. I will suggest you go see a shrink,
please don’t get me wrong. I will suggest you
see a shrink or you take a vacation. It will take
your mind off a whole lot of things. I lost my
wife too and we’ve got three beautiful girls. They
remind me of her everyday but I stay strong for
them.” He said."I know what you are going
through now,"
Bianca wanted to scream at him again but she
had lost the will to. No one understood her.They
all thought that she was going crazy. He said he
knew how she felt but he was wrong. At least he
had time with his wife before she died, at least
she gave him something of herself, something to
remember her by. Mj left without a goodbye. She
wasn’t even allowed to see him until the cops
had finished examining his body. His bloody
clothes were the first thing she saw. If he truly
understood how she felt, he would have gotten
his men together and they would have dragged
Sam Tucker by his hair to the station already.
“Mrs. Faraday?” Ashwood said.
“Yes” Bianca replied in a clipped tone.
“For your peace of mind, we will check out this
Sam Tucker guy.” He said.” We are doing all we
can to bring those bad guys to book. We
appreciate your efforts.”
“Thank you.” She muttered.
It is up to me now. Mj, I would do all I could to
bring your killers down, starting with Sam Tucker,
which I was sure wasn’t his real name to begin
with. She stood up shakily and made her way out
of the station. Sam Tucker, you better be ready
for me because I won’t give up without a fight.
She thought and wondered where she could get
a gun.
*************
“Mom,” Bianca said, balancing the phone
between her ear and shoulder. “No I won’t be
coming home for thanksgiving.”
“Why?” she asked. “You have a new man now? Is
that why you won’t be coming? Are you meeting
his family?”
“No I am not meeting anyone’s family!” She said
exasperatedly.
‘’When are we meeting this young man, Bianca? “
Mom asked. “Robert! Robert!” She yelled for her
husband, "Our Bianca has finally started dating
again!”
Bianca sighed and almost rolled her eyes. “Mom
please-“
“Bee,” Dad said, taking the phone from her. “I
am happy to hear you’re finally dating again. Is
he white? Baby girl, you know you can date
anyone irrespective of their colors right?”
"I know dad,” Bianca sighed.
“Oh your sister is here now! She just walked
through the door with her monkeys in tow! That
girl pops a baby every week, I tell you, but I am
happy. I am happy my girls are women now
and…”
“Granpa! Granpa!” Bianca heard her nieces and
nephew scream.
“Ho! Ho! Ho!” Dad laughed, and the kids’s
laughter twittered through the phone.
“Dad, dad’’ Bianca said, trying to regain his
attention.” I’ve got to go dad”
“My princess, your sister is here now” Dad said.
“Who are you talking to daddy? The drama
queen?” Bianca heard her elder sister, Alice, say.
“Don’t talk about your lil sister like that.” Dad
reprimanded Alice.
“I hope she’s not coming home. I am tired of
everyone babying her just because Mj died.
She’s not the first to lose her husband and she
won’t be the last. I have everything, money, a
house, a husband, and beautiful kids and I’ve
also got a college degree but nobody ever
notices me! It’s always about her! She’s the
talented one! The beautiful one! The one who
everyone frets over because who knows what
she might do any second? She’s the one who
flunked college, she’s the one with no job! An
empty bank account but she’s the one y’all
loves!" Alice said.
“That's enough!” Dad shouted and banged the
phone.
“I love you all too.” Bianca said into the dead
connection. “I love you all too. Even you Allie,”
Bianca walked into the police station and asked
of detective Arnold. He had been very kind to
her in the past and he seemed to be the only
one sympathetic to her plight. She was told that
he wasn't around but she could see his partner,
detective Ashwood. She was ushered into
Ashwood's cozy office.He was a balding man in
his forties with a mustache. His eyes seemed
kind but his face wasn't. She couldn't read the
expression on his face and it made her nervous.
"You are welcome, Mrs. Faraday," He said,
standing up to shake her hand." You may sit
down."
"Thank you," Binca said and sat down.
"What can I offer you? Coffee or tea?" Ashwood
asked.
Binca ran her tongue over her chapped lips."No,
I am fine. Thanks,"
"So what brought you here?" The cop asked.
"Someone has been trailing me," She said, " He
also had my late husband's locket on him. He
seems to know where I live too and he even
offered to take me home."
" Your husband's murderer offered you a ride?"
The cop asked." What makes you think he's the
one who murdered your husband?"
“His name is Sam Tucker” Bianca said. “I know
he is my husband’s killer. I swear it to you! I saw
my husband’s locket on his neck. And he knows
where I live!” She was on the verge of tears
again but she schooled her voice to sound
normal. Normal was a word she no longer related
to. Since Mj's death nothing had ever been the
same.
"Alright, please keep calm." He said and stood
up."Please give me just a second."
Ashwood walked out of his office and returned
after some minutes.
“Ma'am,” Ashwood said.” We have run several
searches on our computers but that name is not
in our database. It’s either you’ve gotten the
wrong name or-“
“He killed Mj!” She yelled. "That guy killed Mj!
Don't you know your job anymore? Please go
arrest him!"
“Your husband was mugged and _”
“And you have done nothing to catch his killers!
He was clubbed to death!" She yelled, crying.
“Please don’t let his killers go scot free, please
do something. This guy has been trailing me,
maybe he wants to kill me too or something. I
think he’s a psychopath who takes delight in
killing and harming innocent people. Please don’t
let another innocent person lose their life. You
probably think that I am being paranoid but I
know what I saw. That guy had my Mj’s locket
around his neck!”
“Maybe it wasn’t the same Locket you saw.”
Ashwood said, his voice slightly raised.“Can you
give a description of this guy and the locket?”
“Yes. He’s got blue eyes, crooked nose and a
scar at his left temple but the scar isn’t so
horrible to look at. It’s sort of made him look
more dangerous and…”
“Okay, I get it. How tall is this guy?”
“Maybe 5’9 or-“
A tall, dark skinned female cop walked into the
office and whispered something into his ear and
left and he gave Bianca a funny look which made
me sit up.
He flipped through some files and looked at her
again. “You have made similar reports before and
it turned out to be a hoax, on four different
occasions in the last six months.”
“Well…” Bianca said, “This time around, I am
certain. He’s got black hair and he had on Mj’s
locket. Wait a second, I am not sure of the color
of his hair yet but I think it's blonde."
“Mrs. Faraday, I understand that you lost your
husband on your wedding night and that must
have been a terrible experience for you. We are
doing all we can to bring his killers to book but
you can’t keep accusing everyone of killing your
husband. We had our men stationed on your
street for some weeks and we are certain no one
is stalking you. I will suggest you go see a shrink,
please don’t get me wrong. I will suggest you
see a shrink or you take a vacation. It will take
your mind off a whole lot of things. I lost my
wife too and we’ve got three beautiful girls. They
remind me of her everyday but I stay strong for
them.” He said."I know what you are going
through now,"
Bianca wanted to scream at him again but she
had lost the will to. No one understood her.They
all thought that she was going crazy. He said he
knew how she felt but he was wrong. At least he
had time with his wife before she died, at least
she gave him something of herself, something to
remember her by. Mj left without a goodbye. She
wasn’t even allowed to see him until the cops
had finished examining his body. His bloody
clothes were the first thing she saw. If he truly
understood how she felt, he would have gotten
his men together and they would have dragged
Sam Tucker by his hair to the station already.
“Mrs. Faraday?” Ashwood said.
“Yes” Bianca replied in a clipped tone.
“For your peace of mind, we will check out this
Sam Tucker guy.” He said.” We are doing all we
can to bring those bad guys to book. We
appreciate your efforts.”
“Thank you.” She muttered.
It is up to me now. Mj, I would do all I could to
bring your killers down, starting with Sam Tucker,
which I was sure wasn’t his real name to begin
with. She stood up shakily and made her way out
of the station. Sam Tucker, you better be ready
for me because I won’t give up without a fight.
She thought and wondered where she could get
a gun.
*************
“Mom,” Bianca said, balancing the phone
between her ear and shoulder. “No I won’t be
coming home for thanksgiving.”
“Why?” she asked. “You have a new man now? Is
that why you won’t be coming? Are you meeting
his family?”
“No I am not meeting anyone’s family!” She said
exasperatedly.
‘’When are we meeting this young man, Bianca? “
Mom asked. “Robert! Robert!” She yelled for her
husband, "Our Bianca has finally started dating
again!”
Bianca sighed and almost rolled her eyes. “Mom
please-“
“Bee,” Dad said, taking the phone from her. “I
am happy to hear you’re finally dating again. Is
he white? Baby girl, you know you can date
anyone irrespective of their colors right?”
"I know dad,” Bianca sighed.
“Oh your sister is here now! She just walked
through the door with her monkeys in tow! That
girl pops a baby every week, I tell you, but I am
happy. I am happy my girls are women now
and…”
“Granpa! Granpa!” Bianca heard her nieces and
nephew scream.
“Ho! Ho! Ho!” Dad laughed, and the kids’s
laughter twittered through the phone.
“Dad, dad’’ Bianca said, trying to regain his
attention.” I’ve got to go dad”
“My princess, your sister is here now” Dad said.
“Who are you talking to daddy? The drama
queen?” Bianca heard her elder sister, Alice, say.
“Don’t talk about your lil sister like that.” Dad
reprimanded Alice.
“I hope she’s not coming home. I am tired of
everyone babying her just because Mj died.
She’s not the first to lose her husband and she
won’t be the last. I have everything, money, a
house, a husband, and beautiful kids and I’ve
also got a college degree but nobody ever
notices me! It’s always about her! She’s the
talented one! The beautiful one! The one who
everyone frets over because who knows what
she might do any second? She’s the one who
flunked college, she’s the one with no job! An
empty bank account but she’s the one y’all
loves!" Alice said.
“That's enough!” Dad shouted and banged the
phone.
“I love you all too.” Bianca said into the dead
connection. “I love you all too. Even you Allie,”
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