97. Macy was both nervous and excited as Richard drove along the long driveway to Dr Maxwell’s mansion.
The house was like it was from a mideaval movie from all the statues along the way but she couldn’t enjoy the beauty at that moment because her mind was running a marathon of what she would say or do when she finally met her baby.
Something inside Macy even started telling her that this was all a dream and that they were making a mistake and that her baby was really dead.
“What’s wrong?” Richard asked her when he noticed Macy biting her finger nails, a habit she usually did when she was usually nervous and thinking hard.
“I am wondering what I will do once we see him,” she told him truthfully and he held her hand as he stopped by the gate that didn’t have anyone manning it.
He stopped the vehicle and then got out.
He walked towards Macy’s side and then opened the door and then squeezed her hand.
“Listen, we are in this together for our son. So, don’t be nervous. I will be beside you through every step,” Richard said earning a small smile from Macy.
He bent and unbuckled her seat belt and helped her get out of the heavy machine.
Normally, Macy wouldn’t need help with such a mundane thing but it was safe to say that she was too gone to even care.
They opened the small side gate and got inside the expansive compound and walked towards the mansion.
It wasn’t as big as the Armsting estate but Richard wondered where a mere doctor in a government hospital got the money to buy such an estate.
As a person who dealt with such things, he was sure that this house must have been bought with money earned through an unscrupulous manner.
There was no one in sight even as they walked along the small stair case to get to the main door.
Once there, Richard rang the door and all this while, he was still holding Macy’s hand.
With her small hand in his big one, she felt reassured. She knew that for the first time since she came to DC, she wasn’t facing life alone.
She finally had someone who could stand by her.
Richard looked around as they waited and something told him that th compound looked deserted but if it was, the residents left in a hurry because there were still some items scattered all around the compound like a lawn mower, a mountain bicycle for for a boy of around six or seven, a ball, a water sprinkler and such.
After a while without any response, he rang the bell again.
“Coming!” A woman’s voice shouted from withing and Macy started trembling and Richard was forced to hold her by the shoulder so as to steady her.
“Take it easy. It’s okay,” Richard said in a deep voice and she liked up at him praying for strength.
It wasn’t like her at all to be such a mess but she was about to meet the child she had cried and agonized for for over sox years.
She was about to see the baby she thought was already and angel.
She was nervous but it was justified.
Even when she was faced with a life and death situation, she had been that nervous.
After a few seconds, the wide doors clicked open and a woman who seems to be either in her late forties or her early fifties opened the door and she was about to say something when her face fell on Richard.
She gawked at him and forgot why she was there.
Richard looked at her his detective mind trying to read the reaction.
She was looking at him as if she had seen a ghost or as if she had seen him somewhere before.
Richard was sure that he had never met this woman ever in his life.
“Ma’am, hello? Ma’am?” Richard called and then shouted the second time while he snapped his fingers before the woman’s face.
“Oh, sorry. Please excuse me. It’s just that you… you look exactly like young master.
Are you the doctor’s brother? That’s the only explanation,” she said with a smile waning a confused look from Macy and a knowing small smile from Richard.
“Yes I am. We are here to see my brother. Is he home?” Richard asked and Macy didn’t say anything.
“Oh, please do come in. Come in and I can offer you something because I can’t just let you leave just like that.
If master was here he would be so happy,” the woman said with a happy smile as she gestured them to the living room and Richard wondered if she was that friendly to everyone else.
“Thank you,” Richard said as he helped Macy to sit down.
Macy was looking around the house and her mind wasn’t even on Richard and the maid.
“What can I bring you?” She asked and Richard asked for a glass of water for himself and a glass of juice for Macy.
“You said that Max isn’t here, where is he?
He should have told me when I told him I would come because I haven’t even rested after the journey from china,” Richard said and the woman threw a glance towards Macy involuntarily whom she could tell that had Chinese blood in her.
“Oh, he didn’t tell you” the maid asked as she blended the apples she got from the fridge to make fresh juice for her visitor.
“Tell me what? He must have called while I was on the plane,” Richard said as he poured himself water from the dispenser.
He had left Macy in the living room and followed the woman to the kitchen because he wanted to find out some information from her.
“Oh, figures because he left abruptly without a plan.
Him, his wife and young master left for the UK just a few minutes ago.
In fact, you could have met. You just kissed each other with very few minutes,” the woman said as she sieved the juice to a glass from the big blending jar.
Richard took his phone and texted Cash.
“Go to the airport and intercept Maxwell. He’s flying to Britain” was the message he composed and sent.
He, however, continued to entertain the woman who couldn’t stop talking.
“It was like he had received some news because he received a call and asked madam to leave.
They didn’t even pack. I was asked to pack and someone would send the luggage to them later.
That’s why I took long to answer the door,” she said and Richard walked with her as she took the juice to Macy.
She had out it in a glass that she was carrying on a tray.
When they walked to the living room, Macy was standing at the fire place where there were several photos mounted around the wall and some resting in the mantle and she was holding a photo.
She looked at it and then looked at Richard around three times.
“I know, right? That’s why I knew right away that you must be family.
Young master Jared looks exactly like his uncle, don’t you think?” The womb said as she set the glass on the table.
“Come and take your juice and I will tell you the rest later,” Richard whispered to Macy as he took the photo from her.
“Oh, it’s true, he truly looks like me,” he said as he looked at the photo of a smiling boy who was in a school uniform and was holding a medal.
“That was last year. He had just won the spelling bee of his class for the third year in a row.
He’s just six but in grade three. Can you imagine it? Master gave birth to a little genius,” the woman continued not seeing the strange look macy had on her face.
But she was a trained spy and she knew better than to show her emotions before this woman.
She had been friendly and if she knew that she had just mistaken strangers for family, she might faint from shock.
“How long have you been Jared’s nanny?” Richard asked.
“Oh, since the day he was brought home. He was so small and beautiful.
I am literally the one who had brought him up,” she said with a find smile.
Anyone could see that she was a good woman who loved the child a lot.
“And what’s your name?” Macy asked.
“Frida MaCkena,” she said and Macy nodded with a smile.
“Oh, we have to go. I will try calling my brother and are you leaving or you will stay here?” Richard asked her as an after thought.
“Oh, master said that they won’t be back for a long while and that they can’t take me and I have to retire now.
I am just packing and then go home at the end of the month after covering everything and storing what should be stored,” the woman said with a sad look.
It was clear that she loved her job and she wasn’t happy that it was coming to an end.
“Call this number once you are done with your chores here. I will give you a job,” Richard said and Frida couldn’t believe it.
She looked at the card and then at Richard and then broke down.
“I thought that my husband would die because of lack of medication because the drugs are just too expensive and …” she couldn’t even finish and it disgusted Richard that they would leave her like that while they knew her situation.
But the big question was, why did they run?