It Sometimes Snows In May: A B.E.A.N. Police Novella by Tope Oluwole Page B
Authors: Tope Oluwole
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Elisa peeps through the crack in the office door to see a woman embracing Zota. She turns around, her face pale. Her eyes dart about while she smoothes her hair from her temples back. The ground hums as she tip-toes backwards ten meters to the top of the stairway leading to the office. Elisa then takes a deep breath, exhale, and then forces a smile across her face. “Darling, daaaarling? Where aaaare you?” Elisa’s sings out loud.
Increasing her place, Elisa eyes glares straight ahead. She bursts through the office door to see Ryles pushing Zota away with force. Zota catches Elisa’s eyes, and smirks.
“What’s going on here?” Elisa screams.
“Be ready,” Ryles says to Zota. She turns away from Zota, and walks out past Elisa without so much as a glance in her direction. Elisa averts her eyes from Ryles as she passes. Elisa watches and waits until Ryles is across the corridor and heading down the stairs, before she turns her full attention back on Zota.
“I didn’t think your whoring had become this blatant. I would hope you would at least have a sense of discretion, if not decency. I am a sworn officer of the Commonwealth! I can’t afford...”
“Yeah, yeah. You can’t afford to manage any scandals you don’t know about,” Zota says.
“It personally cost me two-hundred thousand dollars to clean up after your last tryst,” Elisa says.
“Wow, you got a good deal by today’s dollars,” Zota replies.
“This isn’t a joke Zota! You’re jeopardizing my career, my future!” Elisa’s yells.
“Don’t you mean, our future?” Zota replies. Elisa slouches and looks down. Her eyes begin to water. “Look. Nothing happened. It’s just business. She was getting a bit nervous about our deal, so I need to calm her down.”
“She didn’t look very nervous to me,” Elisa responds. Zota walks toward a slender Elisa dressed in a cream silk blouse and matching skirt suit. Zota reaches for her ring and bracelet-adorned left hand. Elisa slaps Zota’s hands away, one at a time, in a flurry of clumsy but nevertheless accurate swipes. “Spare me the rubbish. I am well aware of your flings with...” Elisa fans her fingers up and behind her towards the corridor.
“Ryles is my agent, baby. I’ve worked with her for three years and you know this,” Zota says holding Elisa at her shoulders.
“Oh, so she’s your pimp, and not the other way around?” Elisa asks.
Zota smile turned to a scowl. “Unlike you, I didn’t inherit a trust fund from my daddy, so I’ve got to hustle, to make sure you can have all the things...” Zota ways his hands around Elisa’s jewelry. “you desk job in the bureaucracy can’t afford, while you wait for your payday.”
“Don’t forget your place!” Elisa snapped. “I married you because you appealed to my father’s penchant for seemingly benevolent strays. But make no mistake, you still exist because a dulcet willed it!”
Zota fumed in silence as he watched Elisa’s red face and flaring nostrils work him over. He swallowed the excess saliva rolling down his throat from having held his breath for so long without realizing it. “What are you doing home so early anyway? Elisa’s expression softens. She begins fidgeting with one of her earrings, and then twirls a few loose strands of her blond hair.
“Not like you to have nothing to say,” Zota says.
Elisa looks up lays her hands over her stomach. “Zota...I’m...”
“Oh hell...” Zota begins.
“I’m pregnant,” Elisa finishes.
“Are you sure?” Zota asks.
“Bastard!” Elisa blurts at Zota. “Is that your way of asking if it’s yours?” Elisa says. Zota shakes his head while pulling up a pair of jeans off the floor. “I’m not the one whoring about!”
“Did you see me...” Zota begins. Elisa puts her palm up against Zota’s face. Zota clenches
Elisa peeps through the crack in the office door to see a woman embracing Zota. She turns around, her face pale. Her eyes dart about while she smoothes her hair from her temples back. The ground hums as she tip-toes backwards ten meters to the top of the stairway leading to the office. Elisa then takes a deep breath, exhale, and then forces a smile across her face. “Darling, daaaarling? Where aaaare you?” Elisa’s sings out loud.
Increasing her place, Elisa eyes glares straight ahead. She bursts through the office door to see Ryles pushing Zota away with force. Zota catches Elisa’s eyes, and smirks.
“What’s going on here?” Elisa screams.
“Be ready,” Ryles says to Zota. She turns away from Zota, and walks out past Elisa without so much as a glance in her direction. Elisa averts her eyes from Ryles as she passes. Elisa watches and waits until Ryles is across the corridor and heading down the stairs, before she turns her full attention back on Zota.
“I didn’t think your whoring had become this blatant. I would hope you would at least have a sense of discretion, if not decency. I am a sworn officer of the Commonwealth! I can’t afford...”
“Yeah, yeah. You can’t afford to manage any scandals you don’t know about,” Zota says.
“It personally cost me two-hundred thousand dollars to clean up after your last tryst,” Elisa says.
“Wow, you got a good deal by today’s dollars,” Zota replies.
“This isn’t a joke Zota! You’re jeopardizing my career, my future!” Elisa’s yells.
“Don’t you mean, our future?” Zota replies. Elisa slouches and looks down. Her eyes begin to water. “Look. Nothing happened. It’s just business. She was getting a bit nervous about our deal, so I need to calm her down.”
“She didn’t look very nervous to me,” Elisa responds. Zota walks toward a slender Elisa dressed in a cream silk blouse and matching skirt suit. Zota reaches for her ring and bracelet-adorned left hand. Elisa slaps Zota’s hands away, one at a time, in a flurry of clumsy but nevertheless accurate swipes. “Spare me the rubbish. I am well aware of your flings with...” Elisa fans her fingers up and behind her towards the corridor.
“Ryles is my agent, baby. I’ve worked with her for three years and you know this,” Zota says holding Elisa at her shoulders.
“Oh, so she’s your pimp, and not the other way around?” Elisa asks.
Zota smile turned to a scowl. “Unlike you, I didn’t inherit a trust fund from my daddy, so I’ve got to hustle, to make sure you can have all the things...” Zota ways his hands around Elisa’s jewelry. “you desk job in the bureaucracy can’t afford, while you wait for your payday.”
“Don’t forget your place!” Elisa snapped. “I married you because you appealed to my father’s penchant for seemingly benevolent strays. But make no mistake, you still exist because a dulcet willed it!”
Zota fumed in silence as he watched Elisa’s red face and flaring nostrils work him over. He swallowed the excess saliva rolling down his throat from having held his breath for so long without realizing it. “What are you doing home so early anyway? Elisa’s expression softens. She begins fidgeting with one of her earrings, and then twirls a few loose strands of her blond hair.
“Not like you to have nothing to say,” Zota says.
Elisa looks up lays her hands over her stomach. “Zota...I’m...”
“Oh hell...” Zota begins.
“I’m pregnant,” Elisa finishes.
“Are you sure?” Zota asks.
“Bastard!” Elisa blurts at Zota. “Is that your way of asking if it’s yours?” Elisa says. Zota shakes his head while pulling up a pair of jeans off the floor. “I’m not the one whoring about!”
“Did you see me...” Zota begins. Elisa puts her palm up against Zota’s face. Zota clenches
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