DON'T LIE TO ME"I saw you with someone at the canopy shade late last night. Who was she?" Adriana demanded. "And don't even think about lying because I know it was a woman," she warned when Caleb chuckled trying to lighten the tense atmosphere in the room. He didn't want to prolong the argument so he went straight to the point. "Bella El-Zaki." "Oh, so why did you have to steal away like you were doing something illegal?" "Perhaps to avoid this kind of confrontation," he breathed slowly. "You've been like this since yesterday, thus anything I do will always be judged as sinister." Adriana knew he was right yet couldn't help feeling jealous. "Maybe if you had done the right thing like you promised a few months ago, I wouldn't feel this way," she complained. "Adriana," Caleb drew closer and held her face up in his chin, "Like I said before, I just came out of a harrowing relationship; one that nearly ruined my life. It would be irrational for me to jump into another without firs

RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!"Quickly, move the car!" Hart ordered the bodyguard who was with him. "He's coming after us!""Hey, stop! Wait for me please," the second one pleaded running after the car. But Hart urged the driver to keep going when he saw Caleb closing in on the other bodyguard. "There's nothing we can do for him." Then he saw Caleb grab the guy by the shoulder and jacked him up like he was lifting a baby doll and flung him effortlessly onto the ground.It seemed surreal to Hart who kept gawking through the back windshield. He was thankful that Caleb didn't get into his car and chase them. Hart felt his face redden with embarrassment."Who would have thought a day will come when I'd be fleeing from that smug son-of-a-bitch," he muttered and ran his fingers through his hair. He felt a little soreness on the left side of his head near his ear where he had roughly brushed against the sharp edge of the car handle in the rush to get inside and shut the door. Caleb gave the man lyin

NO DOCUMENT "Bella El-Zaki just called me now," Caleb said as soon as Adriana answered the phone. She had waited for all of them to leave the ward before stepping out to the privacy of her office. Only the nurse was allowed to remain inside with the patient. The other laboratory attendant had gone back to the blood bank. "Yes, hope she got the document because those two and the family doctor are returning to the mansion right now." Madam Rebecca had ordered Doctor Robinson to join them back to the house. The older doctor had no choice but to oblige her. Actually, he was afraid of what she might do if his name appeared in her black book"I'm afraid not. She claims the document is no longer in the safe where she earlier suspected the ex-don used to keep it." "Holy crap! But how is that possible? Who else has access to the safe?" "According to the girl, only her stepfather does. So I suspect foul play." "Are you saying the girl is playing you?" Caleb adjusted himself on the smal

A KILLER ON RAMPAGE "You were right officer," Caleb started as soon as deputy inspector John took him into his office after returning from the crime scene. "I need my personal security escort henceforth." "I suggested as much earlier," the officer acknowledged with a little frown. Caleb was watching him and asked almost immediately. "Is something else on your mind?" He nodded his head and continued to frown. "Tell me, what is it?" "My men recovered the bullet that shot and killed the victim," he said in a drawl. "And?" Caleb straightened up in his seat, an eager expression on his face. "It didn't match with that of any of our local dealers here," he replied. Caleb was wondering what that meant. "So it cannot be traced?" "I'm afraid so," deputy inspector John shook his head slightly. There was an ominous silence inside the man's office. Only the banging sounds of metal doors opening and closing could be heard from outside the corridor where an extension of the cells was. "

THE TRAP "Can you tell us who the shooter was?" Caleb repeated to Officer Martins."Yes, you should say it anyway," supported the deputy inspector."He was one of us."Officer Martins said it as casually as though he was mentioning a scene from a movie."One of us!" echoed deputy inspector John. "Like a police officer from our headquarters here?"Officer Martins nodded with a sad look in his eyes. "He was surprised when he realised it was me who had crept up to him in the building. But he didn't look remorseful.""Tell us his name," the D. I. P said."Detective Juan," he said."Our own detective Juan?"He again nodded."Tell me it's a lie, please."Caleb was confused why the deputy inspector was being dramatic about the name."Who is he? This Detective Juan?" he queried.Deputy Inspector Juan looked at Caleb and blurted, "He is the professional whom I said I'd contact to check your vehicle for any tracking devices!""Oh!" Caleb felt slightly disappointed. "And is he the only one?""H