At about 3am, Tina woke up from sleep, her husband John was away on a business trip. She could hear that the front door of the house was being fiddled with. Her room window was above the main entrance of the house, so she could her clearly. She lay still on bed shaken, hoping that the fiddling would stop, but it got worse, she heard clearly the voices of the people- they were men and definitely more than one. The fiddling got louder and the voices sounded more agitated, still she lay frozen with fear on the bed. Then a big bang, the door to the main entrance of the house flung open.
Tina jumped off her bed, and ran fast to her children’s bedroom, jasmine the eldest of the two had gotten up to put on the light, asked her mum as she saw her mum rush in “mum is daddy back?”. Tina shook her head, grabbed her and moved to the bed where her son, Albert, sat looking at both of them with sleepy eyes. She yanked him from the bed but the weight of both of them sent them all crashing back on the bed. She carried both of them again, tip-toeing out of the room, but she heard the footsteps of the men on the corridor leading to their rooms. She locked the door and sat on the bed holding the children tightly in her embrace that they almost choked, but they were despondent and stayed silent; the fright on their mother’s face sent the message.
There were no voices, just footsteps. Her heartbeat increased more rapidly as the footsteps grew louder. They checked the first room which was hers and her husbands’ one of the men said “there is no one here” and moved again to the next and repeated same “empty too”. Finding the rooms empty seemed to agitate them; their pace increased to the children’s room which was securely locked. They shook the door violently attempting to open it. Tina’s imaginations ran wild-horrid pictures of their blood splattered on the wall and floor of the room.Her grip on the children got tighter as she imagined more horrid scenes, they winced in pain but Tina didn't let go. She was brought back to reality as the door flew out of its hinges.
John was to be back from his trip on the evening of the previous day but because of the infinite demands of his wife and kids; he had stayed back one more day to do some more shopping. They spoke to him before going to bed and were expecting him back the evening of the morning they were being attacked.
Tina sat back on the bed helplessly as five hefty men all clad in black with facial masks and guns in their hands entered into the bedroom one after the other. One of them, appearing to be the gang leader stepped in front of the others and stood right in front of her. The kid's grabbed her so tightly that their fingers pierced her skin. The front man pointing his gun at her head asked, "Where is your husband?”
“He is not here”, she replied quickly.
He grabbed her by her arm and jerked her off the bed. She pushed her children off her and far from the armed men.
"What is your name?" She replied "Tina Delaney".
The room went silent then the leader turned back to look at the others. The smallest of the gang members started off complaining,
“We shouldn’t have taken this job it wasn’t well planned, and yeah it’s just to go in do the job and out then we get paid but this is a mess now”.
The leader shouted at him “shut up!” then turned back to Tina, “Do you know your neighbours, what is their family name?” “No, I don’t. I don’t know my neighbours.” “Wow, this Robson’s are lucky. What a waste! First nothing to identify the target with, then uncertainty about the house address not knowing if it house no.9 or 10? “We will be lucky if we are not caught today, well it’s our first job and we will only get better,” the gang leader said. He turned back to face Tina, "you are damn lucky we wore our facial masks otherwise you and those Robson's would be goners. Have you got any money, jewelry, valuables?"
"Yes. They are all in the bedroom", she responded. They rushed into the bedroom, gathered all they could find and left the house.
Once she was sure that they were out of the house, Tina rushed into her bedroom and saw the mess they had created. Lying on the floor was the month’s electricity bill she planned to pay later that morning addressed to John Robson.
She rushed back to her children’s room. Still in shock they had not moved from the position she tossed them, she fell to the floor crying. She had come pretty close to dying but somehow her confusion and fright had saved her.
The gang had moved to the neighbours’ house and were told the house of the Robson was the one they had just left. They hurried back to the Robsons but by then they police was on the ground, surrounded with no means of escape they surrendered.
Still on the floor crying she felt a hand touch her and she shook in fear but she calmed as she saw it was a policeman.
“What’s your name ma’am?” “Mrs Tina Robson”
“Are you alone” she shook her head saying no. She pointed to her children. still on the spot she tossed them. The policeman called the paramedics to check up on the children as soon as they were done they led all three of them to the living room.Seated in the living room with her children by her side, the police continued questioning her.
“Where is your husband madam?” “He isn't in the country”.
“His name please” “John Robson”
“Are they your kids?” “Yes they are-Jasmine and Albert”
“They wanted my husband he was supposed to be back yesterday; they were in the right house. I got so confused with fear I mentioned my maiden name” Tina said in disbelief.
“You were really lucky. we are not going to leave you and the kids here on your own tonight you will have to come with us, we will call your husband later in the morning" the policeman said as he led them out of the house.
Tina jumped off her bed, and ran fast to her children’s bedroom, jasmine the eldest of the two had gotten up to put on the light, asked her mum as she saw her mum rush in “mum is daddy back?”. Tina shook her head, grabbed her and moved to the bed where her son, Albert, sat looking at both of them with sleepy eyes. She yanked him from the bed but the weight of both of them sent them all crashing back on the bed. She carried both of them again, tip-toeing out of the room, but she heard the footsteps of the men on the corridor leading to their rooms. She locked the door and sat on the bed holding the children tightly in her embrace that they almost choked, but they were despondent and stayed silent; the fright on their mother’s face sent the message.
There were no voices, just footsteps. Her heartbeat increased more rapidly as the footsteps grew louder. They checked the first room which was hers and her husbands’ one of the men said “there is no one here” and moved again to the next and repeated same “empty too”. Finding the rooms empty seemed to agitate them; their pace increased to the children’s room which was securely locked. They shook the door violently attempting to open it. Tina’s imaginations ran wild-horrid pictures of their blood splattered on the wall and floor of the room.Her grip on the children got tighter as she imagined more horrid scenes, they winced in pain but Tina didn't let go. She was brought back to reality as the door flew out of its hinges.
John was to be back from his trip on the evening of the previous day but because of the infinite demands of his wife and kids; he had stayed back one more day to do some more shopping. They spoke to him before going to bed and were expecting him back the evening of the morning they were being attacked.
Tina sat back on the bed helplessly as five hefty men all clad in black with facial masks and guns in their hands entered into the bedroom one after the other. One of them, appearing to be the gang leader stepped in front of the others and stood right in front of her. The kid's grabbed her so tightly that their fingers pierced her skin. The front man pointing his gun at her head asked, "Where is your husband?”
“He is not here”, she replied quickly.
He grabbed her by her arm and jerked her off the bed. She pushed her children off her and far from the armed men.
"What is your name?" She replied "Tina Delaney".
The room went silent then the leader turned back to look at the others. The smallest of the gang members started off complaining,
“We shouldn’t have taken this job it wasn’t well planned, and yeah it’s just to go in do the job and out then we get paid but this is a mess now”.
The leader shouted at him “shut up!” then turned back to Tina, “Do you know your neighbours, what is their family name?” “No, I don’t. I don’t know my neighbours.” “Wow, this Robson’s are lucky. What a waste! First nothing to identify the target with, then uncertainty about the house address not knowing if it house no.9 or 10? “We will be lucky if we are not caught today, well it’s our first job and we will only get better,” the gang leader said. He turned back to face Tina, "you are damn lucky we wore our facial masks otherwise you and those Robson's would be goners. Have you got any money, jewelry, valuables?"
"Yes. They are all in the bedroom", she responded. They rushed into the bedroom, gathered all they could find and left the house.
Once she was sure that they were out of the house, Tina rushed into her bedroom and saw the mess they had created. Lying on the floor was the month’s electricity bill she planned to pay later that morning addressed to John Robson.
She rushed back to her children’s room. Still in shock they had not moved from the position she tossed them, she fell to the floor crying. She had come pretty close to dying but somehow her confusion and fright had saved her.
The gang had moved to the neighbours’ house and were told the house of the Robson was the one they had just left. They hurried back to the Robsons but by then they police was on the ground, surrounded with no means of escape they surrendered.
Still on the floor crying she felt a hand touch her and she shook in fear but she calmed as she saw it was a policeman.
“What’s your name ma’am?” “Mrs Tina Robson”
“Are you alone” she shook her head saying no. She pointed to her children. still on the spot she tossed them. The policeman called the paramedics to check up on the children as soon as they were done they led all three of them to the living room.Seated in the living room with her children by her side, the police continued questioning her.
“Where is your husband madam?” “He isn't in the country”.
“His name please” “John Robson”
“Are they your kids?” “Yes they are-Jasmine and Albert”
“They wanted my husband he was supposed to be back yesterday; they were in the right house. I got so confused with fear I mentioned my maiden name” Tina said in disbelief.
“You were really lucky. we are not going to leave you and the kids here on your own tonight you will have to come with us, we will call your husband later in the morning" the policeman said as he led them out of the house.
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