ON THE RUN"Sir, we have reasons to believe Madam Rebecca is trying to leave the country. Our men at the airport axis have reported seeing her with big luggage leaving home en route to the airport.""Are you sure?" Caleb asked even though he could already guess the answer. With her husband taken which she has probably been informed, she might know he will go after her next. "We are sure, boss." "Right. Stay on the line while I call my contact at the airport."He was referring to Mr Ramirez. He didn't have to call anyone else when the man might pull something faster like a rocket flying through the sky. Antonio himself didn't let him land when he chipped in, "Is there a problem at the airport?"Caleb nodded. "Madam Rebecca is trying to sneak out of the country." "Who is that?" "It's the ex-don's wife. Perhaps she has gotten wind of her husband's gunshot injury and is afraid I might send men after her. That's why she wants to leave the country." "But do you really need her?" Mr Ra
A NEW BOND"Okay. Thank you, Miss...""Miss Jacob." "Right. Miss Jacob before you go, can we take a look at the surroundings and see if we can find anything that could help us in investigating these criminals?"Mr Ramirez became tense. If they find the bullet from the lighter gun, they will be able to trace it to its manufacturers. And it was only three manufacturers that produced such bullets. One of them being his personal factory. "Of course, officers, you are free to do so. As long as the clients aren't disturbed in their rooms," she added sweetly. "Thank you." Then to Caleb, the lady said, "We apologise once again for the ugly incident. We are going to get to the root of the matter and make sure those responsible are duly punished according to the law." Caleb nodded in approval as she went back inside. But the inspector wasn't done yet. He said to Caleb, "If you won't mind, my men can carry you to a hospital to have your wound properly tended to." Caleb politely declined.
TOO HOT "She is a stubborn woman and will not willingly disclose anything unless we make her a deal.""What kind of deal?"Caleb shrugged. "I wouldn't know until we find out what she's afraid of losing and then offer her a guarantee of safety. She might jump at it like a horse would wiggle its tail when you dangle a carrot before its eyes.""That's not a bad idea. However, I think it wouldn't be enough to threaten a woman of such grit. If it's somehow confirmed that Hart is not El-Zaki's son, what we really need is to find out whether he has other children that may rise to fight the woman once they learn the truth." That was another angle Caleb hadn't considered. However, he didn't need to find out about his other children because Hannah had already attested that Bella was his child. And Bella's case was enough to cause trouble. It was going to have a sweet ending when the proud peacock discovers that the ordinary chicken is the preferred domestic pet. Caleb didn't want to complete
DETAINEDHart drove with bated breath heading to the ministry. He kept trying to reach his father to find out whether he was able to trace barrister Crusoe but his line remained unreachable.It was almost ten o'clock and his line wasn't still connecting. None of the bodyguards that went out with him had returned home last night. It was as if there was a conspiracy amongst them to abandon the mansion the moment their boss went incommunicado. Everyone was just acting strangely - including his mother. She had suddenly packed her bags after his father left the house telling him she was going on an emergency business trip but that she would call to inform him when to join her. "Where is this business conference, seminar, or whatever taking place?" "We'd be touring round different countries starting from Portugal. Then we'd move to Brazil and so on.""All within South America?" Hart had enquired. But she didn't give a definite answer. Surprisingly, not too long after she left for the ai
DOOMSDAY Everyone's attention was turned in the direction of the intruders. "Gentlemen, how may we help you?" the lady questioned. "It's more about how we may help you," Caleb responded. Barrister Crusoe kept his face down avoiding Hart's gaze. The director spoke next. "Yes, let's hear you out." "Good day, lady and gentlemen. My name is Caleb Dezani of Dezani Cosmetics," he introduced himself. The director narrowed his furrow, and the three men seated to the right of the lady gasped. The other three including the lady shone their eyes in disbelief. "You mean you're the CEO of Dezani Cosmetics!" "That's correct," Caleb said suppressing a grin at their dramatic expressions. The director went on. "How may we help you? I mean you already said it's you who wants to help us, so please, to what do we owe this August visit?" "Well, I was reliably informed that you were asking to see the original documents of DeZ Cosmetics." "Dez Cosmetics isn't the same as Dezani Cosmetics, am I
SHOWING UPCaleb called the inspector of police, and he promptly answered. "To what do I owe this personal call?" he said cheerfully. "To a long-lasting friendship of mutual interests," he replied. Then he added, "I was hoping we could hang out maybe later in the day. What do you think?" "Oh, that would be wonderful. Let's make it eight o'clock this evening." "That's fine by me," Caleb consented. "What venue?" the Inspector asked. "FanFood Eatery." "I shall be there," the inspector promised and the call quickly ended. A notification dropped in Caleb's phone. He checked it was a text message. He hastily read through because he was behind the wheel. A delivery truck just turned up in the El-Zaki mansion. It has spent about 25 minutes inside the premises." The message read. Caleb immediately sensed something sinister. He pulled over and replied to the informant. "Have it followed and let me know its destination." The info made him feel a bit troubled. But he shrugged it off an
DISCOVEREDIt was lunchtime and Caleb realised he was starving. All he had eaten the previous day was toasted bread and salad prepared by Hannah and Bella. Then in the afternoon, he didn't have time to eat as he spent it trying to help them settle down at the new place he got for them. Later that evening, he was called to be at Primo Palace and all he took was a bottle of the most expensive wine which he shared with Mr Ramirez. And later on in the night, he drank French wine as they talked.He felt his stomach growling in protest. Even Abhi heard it from his office and teased him. "When Madam Leah was begging you to have breakfast at home you said food was the least of your worries. Now the worms can't bear it anymore that they want to cause a volcanic eruption in your stomach." Caleb didn't know when he let out a burst of laughter. "You're crazy, man!" "I swear I've been so busy that I can't wait for all of this to be over so I can take a month-long vacation." "Sure. You will ne
SLIPPING AWAYIt was Mr Ramirez calling back Caleb to tell him the men at the checkpoint said the truck was merely carrying items for charity.But Caleb knew better than to buy that lie. He remembered his own travel adventure with Pedro. How he had to hide at the bottom of Grandpa Carlos' truck loaded with cow refuse and feed for hours until they got to Woodward Valley from Greenville."But did they offload the entire truck to search?" he probed."I doubt that they did." "Okay. You should get to your hotel and remain inside. I just got info that the police team from yesterday may be visiting Cholula this afternoon." "Is that right?" "So I heard. Or better still, do not go to any hotel. Find somewhere else to lodge until you hear from me again." "But where else is safer than a hotel?" he asked feeling desperate. "I know a place. It's an old farmhouse occupied by an old couple. Fabian's grandparents." "Oh ho! Don't tell me this was your grand plan all along to make your friend see