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Still muddled, I wandered from my office to make some food. By the time Reaper read, I fed him and myself and we sat round talking.
“Well, they call her Kokou—in Nigerian lore, Kokou is the most feared undergod in the Yoruba religion.” Reaper explained. “It is said that Kokou’s wrath is bad—apocalyptic bad.”
I could see her being vengeful. A part of me knew I didn’t want to test her temper.
Then again, if I could guarantee that her temper would lead to her taking it out on me in my bed—I trembled.
“That’s good to know.” I managed.
Reaper nodded.
Later, Kokou returned with my daughter who was so excited, I had to remind her that the first thing she did when coming from outside, was wash her hands.
Pausing, Kennedy ran down the hall to one of the guest bathrooms and was back in a jiffy.
Apparently, Kokou had an extra talent—dance.
A part of me wished I had been there to see.
Had her hips swayed like the waves of an ocean?
“I’m not much of a dancer.” Kokou reached into hug Reaper. “Lost those muscle memories years ago. Now, I just lean on the beat. Hey, Reaper.”
“Hey, Goddess.” Reaper replied.
“You got some time to stick around so we can talk?” Kokou asked.
“What my Goddess wants.” Reaper replied. “My Goddess gets.”
“Good man.” She patted his shoulder.
I made my daughter a snack and set her up in her room with homework. Knowing she would be there for a while unless she had questions, I settled in with the two soldiers to talk about what was going on.
“They got away.” Reaper finished. “I didn’t want to go after them and leave Daniel open. But I sent the license to Swede.”
“Chances are either the truck or the plates were stolen.” I muttered.
“Don’t be so negative.” Kokou told me. “When I was a cop, we had bank robbers who used one of their own cars for the getaway vehicle.”
I facepalmed.
Reaper laughed.
After another few minutes, Reaper had to leave, and I was alone with Kokou who looked exhausted. As she lowered her body into the sofa, I didn’t miss the wince on her face. She was still in pain—if she hadn’t grimaced when she sat, I wouldn’t have known. She’d walked into the room as if everything as okay.
“Want an aspirin?” I asked her.
“Mm.” She moaned.
Leaving her alone, I gathered a bottle of aspirins and a glass of water and returned to sit on the center table across from her. She sat forward and accepted one of the pills and the water. When she’d taken one, she sighed, paused then drained the glass.
“Don’t look so worried, Daniel.” She implored me while handing back the glass. “Pain is a part of life.”
I grunted.
“Listen, I had a chance to wander around your daughter’s school and asked some questions.” She lounged back. “It isn’t very secure. Their emergency doors should be on alarms. I found three that aren’t. They aren’t even locked.”
“That’s not good.”
