MY WEDDING NIGHT (5)

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MY WEDDING NIGHT (EPISODE 5)
“seriously i don’t think things that happened when we were dating has anything to do with his death, believe me” i said slowly.
The officer simply folded his hands and breathed deeply.
“Nothing is hidden under the sun for long. Sooner or later i
still will find out, so i believe it’s in your best interest to tell me all I need to know” he pushed with a smile.
I battled with myself one more time before making up my mind to open up.
“Damian was stealing from the company. He was doing it with a colleague in the records department. I found out
about the whole deal three weeks into our relationship but couldn’t do anything apart from confront
him. He ended up convincing me to keep quiet, equally promising to marry and take me to his home country. His plan was to get me established over there. I was a woman in love with a whole lot to gain. Of course I kept quiet and helped him steal more. He kept
his word and married me, only to die before fulfilling the last part of his promise. Now what has that got with his death??” I poured out with tears.
“And the colleague in question, do you think he has a hand in his death?” he asked curiously.
“Of course not, they had seperate accounts and divided proceeds evenly. No he is much more valuable alive than dead to the man” I answered seriously.
“well in a murder case we don’t rule out any possibility until the crime is solved. I admire your honesty. You bravely confessed being an accomplice to another crime.
I appreciate and will keep my promise by watching your back. It should interest you to know that your husband might have been murdered in his garden, we saw some drops of blood down there, which now gives us two crime scenes” he said while i gasped with shock.
“yea Damian loved smoking and probably went to the garden to heat off while i slept, but how the hell did he get back to the bed, if he was killed in there?” I asked with disbelief.
“it’s time to go to your cell my dear. I’ll permit you to keep your phone. Just pray something new never comes out to incriminate you further, as for now the latest  discovery works on your side” he added with a cold smile, got up and led me to a quiet cell where I had the most terrifying night ever.
I kept seeing my dead husband all through that night. Oh it was one nasty experience.
Dear friends, I spent the second night after my wedding in a police cell. What can be more horrible than such.
Hmmm

TO BE CONTINUED….

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