Samantha above⬆⬆

Just then,
Someone jumps in from the window

I and Asher's gaze whip towards the stranger who just flew in through the window.

He is wearing a yellow mask that is covering half of his face, making it impossible to recognize him. I sense danger but I still stand my ground, the knife still planted in my hand.

Why do I have a feeling that this will not end well?

The masked stranger looks from Asher to me, with the way his gaze flickers at me, I suddenly get this feeling that he knows me and wasn't expecting me to be here, I can see a flash of recognition pass through his eyes. With his grey eyes, I try to recall where I've seen those all too familiar grey eyes. Before I can register what's happening, he rushes towards me.

I try to dodge him but he's quicker, he holds my hand firmly with the knife still in my hand. I try screaming but he uses his other hand to gag me. I look at Asher and notice him fidgeting with his phone. I sure hope he's trying to call 911.

I try to stomp on his foot but he crushes my legs in between his thighs. I try biting his fingers but it's futile. It's like he's a karate fighter or something.

Just then, my stomach picks the accurate time to rumble so lowly.

Not now stomach!

The masked stranger grabs a hold of me and moves towards Asher. He stabs Asher with the knife still wrapped between my fingers. I scream so loud, hoping someone will come hurriedly. He stabs Asher multiple times, getting splatters of blood on my face. The masked stranger still refuses to let go of me as he continues to plunge the knife into different parts of Asher's body.

Asher soon drops dead on the floor, his body becoming limp. Just as the masked stranger appears, he also vanishes but not before I notice the somewhat familiar, tattooed half crescent at the back of his neck. I fall on the floor and begin weeping terribly.

Few minutes later, the personal assistant of Asher comes in and screams her lungs out. I just lay there helpless, the tears refusing to come out.

She takes out her phone and calls the police while I cry and rock back and forth, looking at my dead boss. He was living few minutes ago. He didn't deserve death.

"Holy fuck!", Jack exclaims when he enters the room. He kneels in front of me and hugs me. I was too shaken up to say anything. Suddenly I feel the bile rising up my throat and I hastily get up but before I could reach the bathroom, I already throw up at the door.

Soon enough, the room is crowded with other workers and detectives.

"Hi! I am detective Larry. How did this happen?"

"Officer, I had no idea how this happened. I only heard her scream and rushed up here and before I could get here Mr Asher was gone", Ashley, Asher's personal assistant says weeping.

Detective Larry takes down notes and moves to question Jack. Forensic floods in, taking notes and fingerprints for scan.

"Hi I'm..."
"Detective Larry and I'm Samantha", I say with tears in my eyes.

"Yea. How did this happen?", he asks in a matter of fact tone.

"Miss Ashley here told me that Mr Asher needed room service and I obliged. Getting here, he was in the shower and I decided to wait for him. When he came out, I asked what he wanted and he said a bottle of champagne. I was going to get it for him but he blocked the exit and he wanted to make his way with me. I was so scared, I held out the butter knife to scare him a little and then someone jumps in through that window. With the knife in my hand, he grabs my hand, against my will and stabs Mr Asher", I rant, with tears flowing uncontrollably from my eyes.

Jack looks at me and squeezes my shoulder as if to comfort me.

"Miss Samantha, you're under arrest for the murder of Asher Hudson. Please kindly comply and follow us to the station for more questioning. Anything you say can and will be used against you"

"What? You can't arrest me for something I didn't do? I didn't kill Mr Asher officer. The masked stranger did it while holding my hand. You have to believe me"

"Jack please call my mother", I say frantically as the tears flows out more.

Few hours later we're in the interrogating room.

"You have the right to call one person", Detective Larry says handing me a telephone.

I look at it hesitantly and bite down on my lips. I slowly pick up the phone and dial his number.

"Isabella?", the voice says with concern. I smile a little.

"No daddy it's me Nadine, mom is at home"

"Nadine my love. What's wrong?"

"Daddy I got arrested for something I didn't do. I'm in prison daddy. Please get me out of here", I say wailing.

"Arrested? Prison? I'm on the next flight to England. Hang in there baby, I'll be there", he says hanging up.

I cry more and more, not able to control myself.

"Now are you ready to talk?", Detective Larry asks.

"I swear detective, I've told you everything and how it happened", I say wiping the tears away from my eyes.

"Then why didn't you call us immediately?".

"I was frightened. I was scared. Do you honestly think if I killed Mr Asher, I'll wait to get caught?"

I notice him jot down some things before bringing his head up.

"Let's say hypothetically, you were scared of him raping you and hypothetically you may have just killed him?"

"I didn't do it officer", I say exasperated already.

"Since you're not willing to comply, you'll have to wait till court", he says leading me back to my cell.

I fall on the ground weeping.

"Hey Sam!", Jack calls.

I look up at him and get up. He hands me an envelope and looks at me in a sorry manner. Without being told I know it's a sack letter. It's not like I liked the job anyways.

"Tell me something Jack? Do you believe I killed him?"
He looks at me and looks at the ground.

"Even you? You know me better than anyone at the hotel. Do you think I'd do something as hideous as that?"

"Sam I...I don't know what to think anymore. All the evidences found are aimed at you. Your fingerprints are all over the place. The security camera shows you were the last person to enter his room. But I know you didn't kill him. I'm sure you didn't kill him", Jack says with conviction.

I smile at him and he touches my cheeks through the bars, wiping his hand softly against my tears.

"My Baby!"

I hear my mother scream as she comes to my cell. Jack smiles at me and leaves.

"Mom! Please get me out of here. I didn't do what they said I did believe me mom"

"You can't even kill a roach and now they tell me you killed a human? How can I not believe you, you're my daughter. I raised you up, I know what you can and can't do. Now wipe the tears off your face and smile", my mother says lightening up the mood.

I smile for her but my heart aches. I know my mother all to well. She is probably holding up for me.

"Dad is on his way", I tell her.

"Oh I know, he called. How did you know his private number? I'm the only one who knows it", she says smiling.

"Ah mother, you forget I'm smart. For a moment though when I called he thought it was you but I told him it was me"

"Typical. Here have this. Your favorite chocolate cookies with raisins", she says handing me a pack of them.

"Oh mother, you sure do know how to lift my spirit", I say devoring them and savoring the taste.

"Yes I do honey. By the way, you're famous now. Your pictures are all over the place. The medias and press are outside wanting to know if you did it and stuff like that. Plus, they heard that Mafia Finn is on his way for his daughter"

"Mum! Stop calling him Mafia you're his wife. And of course it's a big deal. I mean, one of the world's richest tycoon was assassinated in his own hotel, why won't it be a big deal?", I say munching away on the cookie.

"Your father never comes home when I call but just one call from his daughter and he's already on a flight back to England. I am so jealous"
I laugh at that statement.

"Don't be mother. Dad will get me out of here. I can't stay here. What will happen to my team. The soccer team needs me to qualify to the finals. Not to brag but I'm their best player, striker and captain"

"I'm so proud of you Nadine but seriously why aren't you going to college? That will be..."

"A great opportunity? An opportunity of a lifetime? You're so old mother"

And back and forth we go, bickering over the little things that matters.

Even though I and my mother bicker every now and then, it's not so hard even for a stranger to detect the love we shared.

Although my dad was always away on trips, he always tried to be there for me. When he was around, he tried to make it up to me by taking me out.

You can see that our little family are happy with each other and we love each other, despite the little hurt I nurse, despite my darkest secret. I only hope that when I wake up in the morning of a day, I'll laugh at this day.

But for now, I laugh with my mum.
Wow! When I said my life was now officially a movie, I didn't realize it was an action movie!

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Samantha: vote if you think I'm innocent

Isabella: you better vote coz my baby's innocent

Samantha: mum! You're embarrassing me in front of my lovely readers

Author: hey they're my readers.

Samantha: well the last time I checked, you were not the one acting the main role.

Author: seems like you've lost your manners young woman and for your punishment, Mrs Montero gets to do the vote of thanks and wishes.

Isabella: aww thanks sweetie, here you've earned my special chocolate cookies.

Mr Finn: hurry up and go write the next chapter, I'm stuck on the plane

Jack: I will forget the fact that you forgot to mention me. And don't you have a filter or something, so many typographical errors and mispelt spellings

Author: oops! Sorry about that guys

Ashley: you guys, we just lost the world's richest business tycoon.

Samantha: you were screwing him right?

All: *begins to quarell and bicker*

Isabella: *whispers* as long as my baby is there, you can't escape bickering. Well thank you all for reading and voting. Stay safe, stay indoors, be smart. The Monteros are here to keep you company while you are at home. We love you...❤😍😘