Stark took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number.
"I need Luke to kick the bucket, do it well, clean up your trail and I will pay you handsomely".
Luke got to his house, threw himself on his couch and thought of ways to destroy Stark. He looked at his watch, it was 8pm. He knew he had to do something fast, he knew he had to take Lana away from Stark. He closed his eyes, Michelle's face appeared. He stood up and paced, everything sounded like a dream. For the first time in a long time he actually fell in love and that love had been snatched away from him in a cruel manner. He picked up from the couch, he needed to call the police, he needed to call his lawyer, but first he wanted Kelvin to know. He dialed.
"Hello",
"Yea",
"Kel, I need to tell you something",
" what's wrong you sound really worried"
"Am fine, please come over",
"Okay, give me an hour",
"Alright ",
He ended the call, so many vengeful thoughts filled his head. A knock at the door distracted him.
"Who is it?". No answer
He got to the door, opened it, he saw a young boy, he looked 18. "Can I help you?”
"No" was the reply," get inside!” Luke looked at him amused, “who the heck do you think you are to talk to me in such a manner".
"Mister, he said get inside". Luke was startled and turned around to see who talked, he saw an older guy. “How did you get into my living room?”
"That's not important ". The younger guy pushed him in, got him and slammed the door shut.
"What do you want ", Luke didn't look a bit scared, “if it's money, I would give you". The older guy laughed, “no Mr. Luke, we don't need your money, we are going to be paid handsomely for this job".
"What job?" He became jittery,
"We want to send you to God, now sit!” He obeyed and sat down. He noticed the leather gloves they wore; he also observed they didn't bother to mask their faces. Deep down he knew they meant every word.
"Please, what have I done to deserve this",
" nothing at all, just that you don't mind your business", he pulled a pistol from his back pocket and got to the right side of Luke and pointed the gun to his head.
"Please, I would give you anything, please don't do this". His pleas were ignored, the younger guy looked on. The older guy pulled the trigger, it was swift and accurate, Luke's eyes shut immediately, his mouth hung open. Blood streamed from the side of his head. The older guy placed the gun in Luke's right palm, a smirk of satisfaction playing on his face. He dialed a number on his phone.
"It's done".
Two hours later. Stark got a call from kelvin. His voice sounded as though he had seen a ghost.
"Luke is dead!!, it's Suicide!",
"Oh god! When? How?” Stark feigned surprised.
"This night! Am right in his house, the police are here, come over Stark",
"Would be right there". He dropped the call and smiled to himself. He got dressed and drove down to Luke's place. When he got there he saw Kelvin's car, an ambulance and two police cars. He walked boldly into the house and saw Kelvin standing with his hand over his mouth, staring at the body of Luke.
"Oh god! I can't believe this “Stark said looking so distraught.
"I can't believe it too, what might have pushed him to do this".
A tear escaped Kelvin's eye.
He wiped it off quickly." we need to call his family and let them know". Luke's body was put into the ambulance. They both got into their cars and followed the ambulance to the mortuary.
Stark got home with a feeling of triumph. He dozed off immediately he laid on the bed. Few minutes into his sleep, a knock at his door woke him up. He got up, opened the door to see Lana standing.
"What is it?”
"Where is Uncle Luke"?
"He's with your mom. Now allow me to sleep",
"You killed him!",
"Young lady, I didn't",
"You did. You told him to rest in peace",
He laughed, "Lana, go to bed and let me be". He shut the door and headed straight to bed.
Deep down she knew something bad had happened to Luke, she knew she was never going to see him again. She thought about running away but remembered his threat. She got back to her room, laid on the bed and drew her teddy close to her, a present from Luke. She looked at the teddy and imagined Luke's face, "Take care of mommy". She couldn't cry again, she had cried so much, only her heart cried. She felt pain, everything had been snatched away from her. She didn't see hope. She was all alone.
A week later. On a Saturday. Stark knocked on her door and opened it "get ready, we have a funeral to attend”, he flung a black dress on the bed, “I bought this for you", she glanced at the dress and looked at him.
“My mommy was not buried",
"Don't worry hon, she has decayed into the ground, there's no need again, now get ready, I give an hour". Matilda came behind him, “let her be", he walked away. She got in and sat beside Lana, "princesses don’t worry, everything would be fine, just get ready". She nodded and got into the bathroom, Matilda helped her to dress up
They got to the cementary. Everyone wore black. Lana saw a woman weeping so much, she knew that would be the mother of Luke. She looked at the ladies and wondered if it was a funeral they came to or a fashion show. Most of them had dark glasses on.
As the coffin was lowered into the ground, Luke's mother became uncontrollable. Lana ignored all the drama and stepped forward towards the grave, bent a little and whispered, "take care of mommy". Matilda saw her and pulled her back, "what are you doing?".
After the grave had been covered, Stark walked towards Luke's family.
"I'm sorry for your loss, he was my very close friend, we will all miss him", he tried comforting the red eyed mother.
"He was a good child, I don't know why he decided to put us through this, I don't know why he killed himself", fresh tears poured. He held her, “He loved you a lot" and walked away to allow other people offer their condolences.
He saw Kelvin still staring at the closed grave, he walked up to him.
"I can't believe Luke is gone, it's just a mystery. There is some twist to this. He called me and said he wanted to tell me something",
"Tell you what?" Stark became agitated
"He just said I should come over, I told him to give me an hour. If only I had gone immediately, maybe he wouldn't have killed himself, but something deep down still lingers in me, it might not be suicide but murder!".
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