Unseen Tides – Part 9 – The End

Opening her eyes the next morning the first thing Jan thought of was checking the answering machine. She was a heavy sleeper and the phone was nowhere near her bedroom.

Wiping the sleep out of her eyes and shuffling into her fuzzy pink slippers she padded to the dining room and looked at the machine. Nothing. She made herself some coffee and sat down at the computer to catch up on her mail.

Her heart wasn’t really in going to Lee Ho Fooks but she resolved to go anyway on the off chance the stalker would show. She wanted the matter to be over. She was beginning to think this guy just got his kicks out of taunting her but whatever he was up to it had to end.

She lost herself in the web until she realized it was time to go. She thought about inviting Marsha but realized if he showed it might scare him away. She would have to go it alone. She took a shower and got herself ready and headed out.

Arriving at he garage she parked on her usual level and got out and locked the door. As she was walking to the elevator she had the sensation of being watched. She looked around but there was no one there. She was being silly again. It was just going to be another lunch. Maybe there would be something on the machine when she got home.

As she got to the elevator she saw a reflection in the smooth metal door coming toward her and she froze in fear. She willed herself to turn and run but before she could he was on her, one hand wrapped in her hair jerking her head back, the other holding a knife to her throat. She could feel his breath in her ear.

“I told you the tide was turning bitch. This is the endgame.”

She struggled to get her breath under control so she could speak.

“Who are you? Why are you doing this?”

“Doesn’t matter now. Once you’re dead life is going to be sweet.”

She could feel the edge of the knife sinking slowly into her skin and the light intensified as her mind went numb.

A sudden loud yell behind them made her attacker whirl around and as she collapsed onto the floor she saw a blur of motion and then a foot connected with the attacker’s head and he reeled to one side. Another yell and another spinning back kick connected with his face and blood spurted from his nose.

Jan sat on the floor staring in wide wonder as she realized her saviour was none other than Kenny who was now straddling the attacker and punching him in the face with vigour. He stopped when the attacker was rendered unconscious. He stood up and walked over to help Jan to her feet.

“Do you know this man?”

“What? No, I’ve never seen…wait a minute… maybe I have. In pictures.”

She stood there staring at him until it finally came to her.

“Oh my god! He’s my cousin’s husband. I’ve never met him but she sent me wedding pictures. It’s him, I’m sure of it. But why would he come here to kill me?”

Kenny shrugged and took out his phone and called the police.

Jan thought hard and it came to her.

“She’s my next of kin. If I died she would get everything because I haven’t had time to make a will. Oh my god…”

Kenny patted her on the shoulder in reassurance as sound of sirens rose in the distance.

“Kenny, how did you come to be here?”

“I knew you parked here. I thought if this man were going to harm you he wouldn’t go to your house, he would do it here in a public place. I waited outside and followed him when he came in. I couldn’t let you get hurt Miss Jan. I have studied Kung Fu for many years. It was time to put it to good use.”

Overcome by emotion Jan could do nothing but nod and hug the man who had saved her life as the police came out of the stairwell and surveyed the scene.

The End

One response to “Unseen Tides – Part 9 – The End

  1. Hey! Nice story!! Enjoyed it very much! 🙂 Hope you and your wife are well. I am sort of back to blogging 🙂

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