Chapter 25: Where is Nancy?
Chapter 25: Where is Nancy?
Jason drove to the part of the town where Nancy had alighted from his car.
He searched for her asking questions about her and describing her but no one seem to know her or
have seen her.
He was getting frustrated. He realised that Nancy had lied to him about the place she lived and
wondered why. Did she think that he would come and harass her if she told him exactly where she
lived?
He could not believe how impossible the damn girl was being.
How was he doing to locate her now? She refused giving him her contact number and didn't also give
him her real resident address. How was he going to locate her?
'Well, that is her business. I have other pressing matters and cannot afford to waste time trying to help
someone who is not ready to be helped'.
He was going to get into his car and drive off when he decided to look around again, he went into the
slumy part of the neighbourhood. He knew that if those who knew him were to see him, they would
wonder if he was still in his senses but he had never cared about that and was not about to start.
He asked a few of the people he saw there. The place was indeed repulsive and he wondered how
people could lice in such a place. The health of such inhabitants was definitely not assured.
He felt that for someone who didn't have a job and any source of sustenance, this might be the place
she would live. A place where she would pay less. But it was abhorrent given her condition. Yet she
was so stubborn that she didn't want any help from him that might be tagged charity.
'Foolish girl'.
one person he asked remembered seeing such a girl.
'I do not know much about her. She always keeps to herself. I believe I saw her going out this morning.
But I haven't seen her since then'.
'Thanks alot'. Jason said offering the lady some money which she grabbed immediately.
Jason decided to wait for a little while longer for Nancy to assure himself that he had done all he could.
He could not believe the girl. How could she live in such a place as this? And she had refused his help
too.
After about an hour waiting, he got tired. He would have to come back tomorrow to check back on her if
he had the time.
He had so many other things to take care of. He just wanted to handle this himself else he would have
sent some employee of his to do this for him.
He was not comfortable leaving his number with the woman who had agreed that she had seen Nancy
that morning but he left her with the message that Nancy should wait for him the following day because
he had news for her.
After promising to relay the message, Jason walked to where his car was parked and got in.
He had just got into his car when Nancy came back through the opposite route.
The woman was just about to go in, when she heard some noise and looking back, found that it was
the girl, the gentleman had come looking for.
'Did you see him, girl?' she asked.
Nancy at first did not know that the woman had been referring to her. She was just too exhausted from
the day's exertion and very hungry and she just wanted to get into her hole of a room and prepare
something for herself to eat before she started feeling nauseous and faint.
'Girl, did you not hear my question?' the woman asked again.
'Sorry, were you referring to me?'
'Is there anyone else within hearing distance?' The want countered.
'Oh, I'm sorry what was your question again?'
'The gentleman who came here looking for you, did you see him as you came in?'
'What gentlem....' Nancy was already asking before she remembered Campbell. Could he be the one
this woman was referring to?
She had assumed that he would not get in contact with her this quick bit maybe she was wrong.
'Please could you describe him?' NôvelDrama.Org © content.
'You mean, you have more than one gentleman? Girls. Anyway he was tall and dark haired. He looked
very wealthy. You had better hold him tight. Though I must confess that I do not know what you are
doing living here if you have such a friend as he and from your question, you seem to have more than
one of them What do you do with the money they give you?'
'Forget about that. Has it been long since he left?'
'No. He just left now'.
Nancy wondered how she could have missed him, except of course, he went in the opposite direction.
'What direction did he take?'
The woman pointed and Nancy ran as her strength would allow her but as she got to a bend and heard
a car start and drive off. She shouted, waving, trying to stop the car but it zoomed off.
She knew it must have been him. If she had come home a bit earlier, she would definitely have met
him. How was she to see him now? Given what she encountered today, she didn't think she was up to
it again just yet.
She walked back to her rathole discouraged. Her luck seemed not to be favouring her
Why was she this unlucky?
When she got back, she found the woman still there.
'Did you see him?' She asked hopefully, thinking that she might just get another financial reward for
sending the girl to the gentleman which was why she had waited patiently thinking that the gentleman
would come back to the place with the girl and reward her for a job well done.
'No, he drove off just as I got to where he had parked his car', Nancy said sorrowfully.
The woman was disappointed but something the girl had said caught her attention. 'Car'. That would
explain it
She had felt that such a man should have come in a car but obviously, he had parked his car some
other place and trekked to this slum.
'Did he say anything else before he left?' Nancy asked hopefully.
'Yes. Before he left, he said to tell you not to go anywhere tomorrow as he would be here again
because he had news for you'.
Nancy could feel the creases in her face let up. There was hope. She was not planning on going on
such a venture as she embarked on today, anytime soon, So, yes,she would stay home and wait for
him. And since he said he had news for her, she knew that it must be good news else, he would not
have come all the way to tell her that.
'Thank you. Thank you so much'. Nancy said profusely to the woman and went in to take care of her
basic needs.