The Power Of Destiny : Episode 18

…“ This is not the time for crying, it is time to act” she thought and left her room.
But as she hurried down the stairs, she missed a step in her hurry, and tumbled down the stairs. At the base of the staircase, she laid in a pool of blood, unconscious.
Ernest drove his wife to the police station where she narrated her ordeal and everything she knew about Queen and Chisala.

The police told her that they could not arrest Queen based on her words alone, that they needed proof.
Ernest: “We have proof” he said and brought out the disc. The detective in charge was the same who had put Mukuka on the covert operation. He was stunned when he saw the disc, it was identical with the corrupted one Mukuka had given to them, but he instinctively knew that the one Ernest was holding, was not corrupted.

Detective: “How did you get this?” he asked, yanking the disc from Ernest’s hand.
Purity: “A man, who I suspect to be one of yours, gave it to Queen. I stole it from her” she replied, and went further to describe the man as the same person who lured her to the warehouse, so that Queen could kill her. The detective immediately knew that Mukuka was the one Purity talked of, and it occurred to him that Mukuka had been compromised. But before he could give the word to have Mukuka arrested, another dirty cop close to Mukuka informed him, and the latter absconded from town.

After playing the disc, the detective was sure his instincts had paid off and finally he had Queen. He mobilized his men and they went to Queen’s house to arrest her. When they got to the house however, they met Queen in the pool of her own blood.
Detective: “Call the ambulance immediately” he said, and went to touch her neck, to feel for a pulse. He shook his head sadly.
Purity: “Officer, she is still alive, right?” she asked, as fear gripped her heart. She clutched the hand of her husband because, even before the officer replied, she already knew the answer.

Detective: “She is dead, she probably fell a long time and no help came. It is a pity” he said shaking his head.
Purity: “Oh no, she was pregnant. It was her first pregnancy” she cried. The force of Purity’s death hit her so strong, she broke down and began to cry.
Purity: “What is life, that we should live it unfairly in pursuit of love, family or fulfilment, not caring who we hurt or tread on. Life is fragile and can be snuffed out just like that” she snapped her fingers.

Then she turned to her husband and began to beg for forgiveness, this time she was truly repentant. shaken to her core by Queen’s death.
Seven Years Later
It has been seven years since Queen died, Kamulaza never remarried. He had lost hope of seeing Chisala again, and had gone back to Lusaka, where he gave all his time to caring for people as a doctor. He established an orphanage home, where abandoned babies could call home. He always said Chisala was his inspiration and he always wanted to put smiles on peoples’ faces as Chisala did.

The day of the ground breaking, Chisala watched it all on television. He saw
Kamulaza recount his affair with Tasila and how he had fled to India to pursue his education while the woman he had impregnated suffered the shame alone. He talked about how he had his son close and never knew it was his son until he left. There was a lot of crying, as people listened to the sad story of a love gone sour by the occurrence of pregnancy.
Kamulaza: “Chisala, wherever you are, if you are still alive, please forgive me. I wish I could ask for another chance to make things right, but I don’t know if I deserve such luxury” he said to the camera. His face filled the television screen and Chisala could see the unshed tears shimmering in his eyes.

 Suddenly, the screen went black, Chisala turned and saw Kopakopa holding the television remote control.
Kopakopa: “Remember, you are no longer Chisala, you are Mabvuto” he said angrily.
Chisala: “Mabvuto or whatever, I am still the one that man is referring to” he said, and his mind went back to the past, that he had tried to move away from.
Kamulaza had been nice to him, he even set up a trust fund for him. He remembered the moments they shared and he wondered if his life would have turned out better if his father had not abandoned his mother.

He also remembered Queen, the woman had probably found out about him being her husband’s son, that would explain why she wanted to kill him. He remembered the look in her eyes just before she swerved the car and hit the bridge. He also thought of what his life would have been like, if he had not run away, perhaps his daddy Ernest would have protected him.
“ Daddy? He is not your daddy; do you see him looking for you?” a voice said within him.
Kopakopa: “You are a fugitive as Chisala, you cannot go back. Mabvuto offers you a new chance, and a new slate. You already passed your exams, you can go to any school in

Zambia” he said, intruding into Chisala’s thoughts.
Over the years, he had become close to Kopakopa, and though he had advised the man to quit the business he was in, his advice was always met with a deaf ear. Kopakopa was greedy, he had come from extreme poverty, and after his University days, with no job, a politician had hired him to assassinate an opponent. The operation was successful and he was paid in millions. That was how he got into the crime business, and now he didn’t want to leave.
However, he had protected Chisala as much as he could, but he never let Chisala go, as he felt Chisala would rat them out. But every day, he saw the loath in the boy’s eyes. Even though the boy saw him as an elder brother, and probably loved him, there was no denying it that the young boy loathed what he did for a living.

TBC

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