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
AT A CROSSROAD"What you're asking me to do is suicide," shrieked Bella El-Zaki. "My stepmother will murder me if she catches me. Not to mention the Don himself.""I am the Don now," corrected Caleb. "I wield the power of life and death within this jurisdiction - and amongst the entire M75; because I am the number one leader. Thus, if anyone should fear for their life, it is those that have wronged me.""Or those who may refuse to do your bidding," added Bella thickly."This is not a question of doing my bidding," he went on, "it's about giving me something in return for giving you my blood." Bella opened her mouth to say something but the words would not come out. "Yes, I am blood group AB-negative." "Wonders shall never cease!" Bella managed to voice out. Then she continued to stare at him wide-eyed without uttering another word. But Caleb didn't want to waste any more time bargaining. He made to rise from his seat. "I have to get back to work," he stated. They were at the Fo
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
YOU MUST REVIVE HIMCaleb and Adriana both got up and rushed out of the office. Caleb headed over to the laboratory while Adriana made her way to the ward.In the commotion, Hart hadn't taken notice of the person sitting with the doctor. "Was that the donor you said was coming?" he asked her as she placed her stethoscope on El-Zaki's chest to listen to his heart rate. It was beating faintly. Adriana frowned and took a glance at the ECG monitor machine, it wasn't beeping. Did someone disconnect it? She wanted to ask Madam Rebecca when she started to bark at her son. "What sort of stupid question is that? Can't you see he's already dead?" Hart gazed at the motionless form of his father. He clutched the doctor's arm and shook her violently. "You've confirmed that he's dead? Is my father dead?" When he got no answer, he released her hand and bent over his father's body, touching his heart to see if he was still breathing. Hart couldn't hear anything above the buzzing noise of the st
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 STRAY BULLET Elena took the seat opposite Caleb inside the mini plaza of the massive shopping complex. She was careful to avoid making eye contact with him.Caleb had put a call across to her stating that he had a business idea he wanted to share with her regarding the contract Dezani Cosmetics and Castor Oil were co-partnering. When she heard it was business-related, she quickly left the office and drove down to meet with him. As she sat down and Caleb continued to stare at her, it made her uncomfortable. "I don't see your portfolio nor any office folder containing some files in front of you," she began in a professional tone, keeping her laptop bag in the chair next to her. But Caleb didn't take his eyes off her face. "Perhaps if you'd stop staring at me like that," she added nervously. "Look at me," Caleb ordered her. "What?" "I said look at me eyeball to eyeball," he repeated. "Why? I can't." "Why can't you?" he asked, enjoying the torture of her discomfort. "Because
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. "
BLOOD FOR BLOOD There was no doubt about it now that whoever was after him has firsthand information about his every movement. Caleb wound up his glass with the speed of light and matched on the accelerator. But to his utmost dismay, the car refused to start. "Damn it!" he cursed. He looked behind to see whether his security escorts had sprung into action. Just then, like the flicker of a scimitar knife swashing through the air under a scorching sun, he saw something shiny aiming at his face and swiftly lowered his head. What followed were the simultaneous thundering sounds of two gunshots in quick succession. The first one hit the handle of the driver's seat where he was and bounced off. The second however was targeted at his front tyre to bust it. The bullet couldn't pierce the tyre and ricocheted against it instead, hitting one of the gas plants. Whoosh! Everywhere shook like a volcanic eruption had taken place. Caleb didn't dare to raise his head as the accompanying sounds