Chapter seventeen
Professor Jonas
I would be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous about the police trying to pin Tanya’s murder on me.
Even though I was guilty, I didn’t think that they would be able to trace her death back to me.
I had dumped her in the river, and she had remained there for almost a full week, so whatever DNA trace that was on her definitely wasn’t there anymore.
When the police came to question me because apparently Tanya had been running her mouth off about me being her baby daddy, of course I panicked.
There was no way I could give them any kind of information about me and Tanya’s relationship.
Whatever she had said, I just denied, denied and denied.
When they asked me for a DNA sample, I denied that shit too.
I knew it wouldn’t be long before they returned on my doorstep, so I guess after this semester, I wouldn’t be teaching at this university anymore.
First Rozenette and now Tanya. These bitches were fucking with my career, but there was no way the university would ignore me and Tanya’s involvement if I became a suspect or person of interest in her murder.
So far, they were still investigating, but I knew it wouldn’t be long before they came at me with a warrant for my DNA so they could find out if her baby was mine.
Seeing Gianna in class today had me wanting to be with her. But when I saw those two hickeys on her neck, I was pissed to the fucking max! How dare she come into my classroom with that shit! What the hell was she thinking?
As I headed to my cousin’s house, I thought about how I was going to get Gianna to come here. She had blocked me from her phone, so it was hard for me to reach her these days. Once I tied up this loose end, I had something for Gianna.
I pulled into the garage next to the car that was already parked in there and got out of my truck.
Then I headed inside of the house and straight to the laundry room.
I opened the dryer to find the realtor inside.
She looked scared out of her mind. I didn’t blame her for being scared because had I been in her position, I’d be scared as fuck!
I had bound her hands and feet, and she had duct tape on her mouth. She showed up here yesterday evening because I had taken the sign down. When she saw my truck in the driveway, she came inside to confront me and tried to force me out. She had the wrong muthafucka!
After clocking her one, I knocked her the fuck out. Once she was out, I bound and gagged her before throwing her in the dryer. It smelled like she had peed in there.
“Ugh! You’re lucky if I don’t throw your pissy ass in the washer!” I scowled. She mumbled against the tape, but I wasn’t trying to have a conversation with her. “You should’ve stayed away from this house.”
I closed the dryer as she tried to scream behind the tape. Then I left and climbed back in my truck. I drove back to the campus and called Gianna by blocking my phone number. I hoped it worked for me, and that I’d be able to lure her out to see me. However, she wasn’t having it.
She ended up hanging up in my damn face.
I couldn’t believe she had done that. Now, I had to take things to the extreme.
I pulled into the parking lot of her dormitory and parked my truck under a tree.
Since it would be dark soon, as long as the lot stayed empty, it should be easy enough to get Gianna to listen to me.
About thirty minutes later, she started to pack things in the truck of her car.
I wasn’t sure how much she was going to put in her car, but I couldn’t make a move on her because there were people in the parking lot.
She went back inside and a few minutes later, she exited the building again.
I saw her speaking to one of the male students and felt a twinge of jealousy.
Thinking he was about to help her with her things, I became angry.
But he went inside the building, and she continued to her car.
I exited the truck and slowly made my way to the vehicle parked alongside Gianna.
I prayed that she would come back out again.
I doused the cloth in my hand with chloroform and put the bottle in my back pocket.
I heard the alarm chirp as she walked to her car with the crate.
Once she put the crate in the car, I came up behind her and put the cloth over her face.
She collapsed against me and I quickly threw her on the back seat of my truck.
My cousin’s house was twenty minutes away from the university so she should still be knocked out by the time I got there.
Lucky for me, she was still out of it by the time we got to my cousin’s house.
I parked in the garage and shut the door.
Then I opened the back door and pulled Gianna out.
I closed the door and headed inside with her.
I wasn’t sure how long she would be knocked out, but I hoped once she woke up, she wouldn’t start acting the fool.
I placed her in the bed that we used to have so much fun in.
She looked so beautiful laying there. I just wanted to undress and lie next to her, so that was what I did.
I got out of my clothes and removed hers.
She had on her bra and panty, and I had on my boxers and socks.
I climbed in bed and pulled her close to me.
As I held her in my arms, it was hard to not have sex with her, but I wanted her to be awake when we did it. Having sex with someone who was passed out wasn’t appealing to me at all. I didn’t know that I was as tired as I was. I hadn’t even realized I had fallen asleep.
All I knew was that when I woke up, Gianna wasn’t next to me.
I rubbed my eyes and tried to focus. Like damn, how long was I asleep?
As I took a quick scan of the room, I noticed that her clothes were still on the floor.
I breathed a sigh of relief because that meant she hadn’t gone far.
She must be in the bathroom, so I slid out of the bed and went to check for her.
However, when I saw that she wasn’t in the bathroom, panic immediately set in. My heartbeat picked up the pace, and I could feel my whole body getting heated. I knew that my blood pressure had gone from zero to a hundred.
“Gianna! Gianna!” I called as I went searching through the house. I didn’t get an answer as I opened door after door checking for her.
I didn’t find her anywhere in the house and the only place left to check was the garage. I prayed hard that she was in there because if she wasn’t, it would mean that she left the house.
“Please let her be in the fucking garage!” I prayed. I threw the door open and saw that my truck was still there, but before I could rejoice about that, I saw that the realtor’s car was gone. Not only that, but Gianna had left the garage door wide open.
“NO! NO! NO!” I yelled in frustration.
Why the fuck did I have to fall asleep? I ran to the bedroom and threw my pants on then grabbed my keys and cellphone before heading back to the garage.
I jumped in my truck and backed out of the garage.
Hell, I didn’t even know which way to go because I wasn’t sure which way Gianna had gone. But I couldn’t just sit here and wait.
I had to do something to find that girl before she got my ass locked the fuck up.
Where the hell could she be without any damn clothes on?
As I rounded the corner and prepared to get on the feeder road that would take me to the highway, I saw the red and blue lights of a police car parked behind a white car.
That car looked very familiar, and as much as I wanted to head the other way, I drove by the car checking to see who was inside.
I literally almost shitted on myself when I saw that it was indeed Gianna inside. I tried to play it cool, but I knew it wouldn’t be long before the police would start looking for me.
“SHIT!! SHIT!!” I yelled as I pounded the steering wheel.
Now, I couldn’t go home because I knew that would be the first place they would look for me.
I also had to get rid of this damn truck before they ran my plate.
Lord where the hell was I going to get a car from at this time of night?
Enterprise and all these other rental places were closed until tomorrow.
If I had known fucking Gianna would get me in this much shit, I would’ve left her sexy ass alone! It was only a matter of time before my face was plastered all over the damn news and shit!
I had to get out of town fast. I headed to the airport and parked my truck.
Then I went inside and bought a ticket for the first thing smoking.
The plane was scheduled to board in forty- five minutes, so I tried to remain discreet until then.
Once my flight was called, I rushed to the gate and presented the attendant with my ticket.
For the next ten minutes, I sat nervously in my assigned seat. I kept thinking that the police would pull up and arrest me. Once the plane was in the air, I was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.
The plane landed and I caught an Uber to a hotel.
The last thing I needed was to rent a car that they could use to find me.
I wanted to remain as discreet as possible.
I wondered what was going on back home but was too tired to worry about it.
So, instead of checking the local news channel for my area, I jumped in the shower for a quick one.
My phone was ringing when I turned the water off, so I quickly wrapped a towel around my waist and rushed to see in case it was Gianna. I rolled my eyes when I saw that it was Cheryl calling. I sat down in one of the chairs and picked up.
Before I could say a word, Cheryl started going off.
“Where the hell are you, Jonas?” she asked.
“You don’t get to check me on my damn whereabouts Cheryl! You want a divorce, remember? So, you can’t have it both ways,” I teased.
“The hell with all that! When the police come knocking on my damn door in the middle of the night, fuck all that other shit you talking about!”
“What? The police went to the house?”
I expected them to go there after talking to Gianna. I just didn’t expect them to go tonight. I guess it was a good thing that I left town. Otherwise, I’d most likely be in handcuffs right now and riding in the back of somebody’s police car.
“Yes, Jonas! The police came to the house looking for you! Did you kidnap a girl?”
“What? Did they tell you that? Because that’s a lie!”
“Why would they say that then?”
“I don’t know Cheryl! The police are idiots! Just trying to fuck up another black man’s life!”
“Really Jonas? Where are you anyway?” she asked again.
“It doesn’t matter. What did you tell the police?” I asked.
“Well, what could I tell them? I don’t know where the hell you are!”
“So, that’s what you told them?”
“Yes! I mean, it’s the truth,” she said. “The police need you to contact them. They said they need to ask you some questions and it’ll be easier if you just come to the station on your own,” she explained.
“I ain’t going to no damn station! I didn’t do shit!”
“Fine then. Just don’t call me when you get arrested.”
“Yea, alright.”
I ended the call without saying goodbye. I was even more frustrated after talking to my wife than I was before. I sat on the bed with my head in my hands. What had I gotten myself into? I was a smart man. Graduated top of my class. How the hell did I get myself in such a mess?
Those bitches at the university!