by M G Leslie
MARY: U DIDN’T REALLY THINK IT WOULD BE THAT EASY DID YOU?
Fabio’s initial response was one of confusion – this person must have messaged the wrong contact – although that would be strange, since his photo was quite clear. So after a few seconds he replied:
FABIO: WHO IS THIS?
MARY: U DIDN'T REALLY THINK A DUMB-ASS DRUGDEALER AND AN EX-SOLDIER WERE BEHIND ALL THIS DID YOU?
MARY: I THOUGHT YOU WERE SMARTER THAN THAT
MARY: MI6 MAN LIKE YOU J
Fabio froze – not knowing what to say – the mention of MI6 causing his heart to start pounding.
His first thought was, “Perhaps this is Price or Chas having a joke.” Then he thought, “They’re not the joking types – certainly not Price anyway. He’s the type of person that would kill people for less than a joke like that.”
Then his fright turned to horror as a picture message arrived.
Initially, it was a blur, as is often the case – slowly becoming clearer and then a fully-developed sharp image as the phone finished fully downloading the file – finally filling the screen with a view of him and Jennifer, completely naked and in the throws of passion.
Fabio just looked at it, as another message was received. Then he realised that this one was a video – the same as before – but this time even more explicit – someone had actually videoed them having sex.
His mind was racing – desperately trying to figure out how this had happened – thinking, “He’d been so careful. He’d even used a false name when he was with Jennifer. And where were the cameras? Someone must have arranged for him to stay in a specific hotel room when he visited Hong Kong. Who could do such a thing?”
But the messages continued:
MARY: HAVING FUN AND VERY BIG HAHA. SHE LOOKS VERY HAPPY J
FABIO: WHAT DO YOU WANT?
MARY: SHAME U HAD HER KILLED!
FABIO: YOU HAVE THE WRONG PERSON
MARY: UNDERSTAND THIS!! I KNOW EVERYTHING
MARY: I EVEN KNOW HOW U PASSED HER SECRETS
FABIO: I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN
MARY: REALLY? THEN WHY NOT TRY THIS
Fabio waited – not knowing what was about to happen – then another picture message arrived and filled the screen of his phone. “Damn – it was him handing papers to Jennifer – and they were clearly identifiable.”
As he scrolled back to the previous picture, he realised that it was a different camera angle – the hotel room must have been wired with multiple cameras. “God knows how many,” he thought – his heart still racing and perspiration starting to form on his forehead. Then another message arrived:
MARY: THIS IS NOT DIFFICULT
MARY: I OWNED MANCILLA
MARYL I OWNED MUDADA
MARY: AND NOW I OWN U
FABIO: I CAN’T DO THIS
MARY: U CAN AND U WILL
FABIO: PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE
MARY: U DIDN’T SAY THAT A YEAR AGO IN WAN CHAI
FABIO: WHAT?
MARY: WE MET
FABIO: NO I WOULD REMEMBER
MARY: U WERE DRUNK AND HAVE BEEN WORKING FOR ME EVER SINCE
Fabio started to get desperate – his mind recalling the small Chinese lady, that he now realised must have set him up:
FABIO: NO YOU’RE LYING
MARY: HAHAHA. THANK U FOR ALL THE INFORMATION U PASSED JENNIFER
MARY: SHE WAS MINE. I OWNED HER AS WELL
FABIO: NO I DON’T BELIEVE YOU
MARY: I KNOW U DID IT TO KILL HER
MARY: WHAT U DID’T KNOW IS U WERE GIVING SECRETS TO A FOREIGN NATION
FABIO: NO
MARY: WHY WOULD A GIRL LIKE HER LOVE A FAT MARRIED GUY LIKE U?
MARY: ANSWER? INFORMATION J
FABIO: PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE
Ignoring the reply, Mary continued:
MARY: WE NEED A CODE WORD
FABIO: WHAT?
MARY: SO U KNOW ITS ME WHEN I TELL U TO PASS ME MORE SECRETS
FABIO: WHAT THEN?
Mary burst out laughing as she typed her reply – realising that Fabio’s “What then?” reply meant that he had given up – she had him:
MARY: HMMMMM MAYBE JENNIFER? AFTER THE GIRL U KILLED
Mary paused, laughing at her own joke, before continuing with the chat a few seconds later:
MARY: PERHAPS NOT
MARY: COULD CREATE SUSPICION IF SOMEONE HEARD U SAY A GIRLS NAME
Fabio didn’t reply – he felt sick – and for a few seconds the, previously fast-paced, chat session halted.
Then Mary replied again:
MARY: MUDADA
“After all,” she thought – still laughing – “Mudada literally means, ‘The Provider’.”
TO BE CONTINUED….
