WHO HIRED YOU? So Liliana drove past the hospital. She had changed her mind and was heading straight to the police headquarters. Hopefully, she might cover a safe distance between her pursuer and herself before getting to the traffic light at the T-junction where she'd be forced to slow down.Her brain was scattering sparks. She remembered that one of the precautions she learned during her safety driving lessons was to always use a hazard light whenever she was in distress. So she immediately turned on her double trafficator and accelerated at a breakneck speed. The driver of the red car copied her. Her hands on the steering tightened. Fear nearly made her lose control. As she approached the T-junction and started to slow down, she observed a black Jeep parked by the side of the road. But as she got nearer, the car started to steam like the driver just turned the ignition upon sighting her car. Instinctively, she sensed it must be a trap to sandwich her in between them. Liliana sw
THE TORTURE "I'm not afraid of you," Mr Benson said bravely. "You couldn't handle me when you were a much younger man, is it now that age has shrunken your balls?"Mr Santiago didn't flinch at his insult. He had handled hardened criminals; sterner and tougher than him, and they usually cracked in the end."Ah, I can see you remember me too well." He made some guttural noises with his throat. "How would you enjoy being humiliated in front of this young lad?" Mr Benson turned to glare at Caleb. Then let out a peal of cynical laughter. "He sure looks like he could do with a bit of entertaining - something that has obviously been lacking all his miserable life."No one saw Caleb's angry outburst coming. He surged forward and landed Mr Benson a resounding slap across his puffy face. He saw the surprised look in his eyes as his cheek reddened. He then followed it with a blow that sounded like iron hitting a wall on his fat nose. "Plop!"Blood spluttered from his nose. Mr Santiago looked
MUMBAI"There might be no need for you both to continue to stay in Brazil." It was Mr Santiago speaking. "My men can handle any and every investigation you need to be done."The DPO nodded his head looking at Lord Dezani for his opinion. He must have also thought the same thing. Mateo turned to look at Caleb who was leaning against the cold stone wall in the corridor."I think I agree with them. They are professionals and know better. Besides, there's the company to get back to. And I also have other things to do."His grandfather patted him on the back. "You're always thinking like a Dezani. Your Papa would be proud of you." The brief silence that followed his comment let the other two men whisper within themselves. It was a discussion about who will be in charge of the prisoner's welfare. "Mr Benson can't survive for long without food and water," the DPO pointed out."I will have my boys take care of his stomach - so long as he's cooperative." That last part needed to be emphasi
THE SURPRISE MEETING There wasn't much to do after speaking on the phone with his grandfather. And he didn't feel like going to the office again because it was already late in the afternoon. "Better to make an early start tomorrow," he said to convince himself. The truth was that he was having mixed feelings about seeing Liliana after the way his conversation with Lord Dezani went. So Caleb thought to use the remainder of the day to go out sightseeing. He didn't know any place of interest in Mumbai except what he read up on Google and the few places he had seen on drama series in Bollywood. Putting on a pair of army-green Chinos with a butter-yellow round-neck T-shirt and black trainers, he carried his black summer coat in case the weather gets cold and stepped out to the reception. "Going somewhere, sir?" the receptionist on duty asked him. "Yes. But I can leave my keycard at the reception if it's the hotel policy," he said, sensing it might be the reason the oval-shaped face
CAN I TRUST YOU? They found a space beside the dome to the right and sat on the stone slab. It was getting rather cold and Liliana started to shiver despite wearing her coat. Caleb quickly remembered her history with pneumonia and asked whether she would need something hot to warm her a little. "Tea or coffee?" "Can we get a steaming cup of coffee around here?" Liliana echoed rhetorically. Caleb's eyes darted around searching for a cafe spot. Just then a man walked up to them and offered to show them where the coffee shop is located. Lilliana sighed with relief. They went and sat down at one of the tables. While waiting for their order to arrive, Liliana told him everything that happened after he left for Brazil, including how the police were able to arrest one of the men who was sent by Pedro to harass her. "The guy went to my house in the middle of the night not knowing I was out of town," she said amidst clattering teeth. Caleb observed her reaction and turned around impati
STRANGE CALLERThey sat there not talking for another five minutes. Caleb offered Liliana his handkerchief to blow her nose and wipe her eyes. "I don't know why I'm crying like a baby. I'm sorry for letting my emotions run away with your story." Liliana said as she cleaned the mess on her face. "It's because you have a good heart. Even though at first I misjudged you to be an arrogant bitch." Liliana smiled amidst her melancholic state. "Everyone always thinks that way at first.""Everyone, you say? That's hardly surprising," Caleb said laughing lightheartedly. He was surprised at how comfortable he felt sharing his past with her. And now he was becoming curious about her own past. "Can you tell me a bit about yourself?" he asked as the waiter came to clear their table. Caleb realized his coffee was getting cold and drank it in one gulp. The waiter took the tray away. "I would say my childhood wasn't so much fun as I grew up without a father." Liliana began and her eyes started t
THE HEAT IS ON"Should I be scared?" Caleb snorted derisively. He folded his hand into a tight knot that it began to tremble. His blood was boiling at the audacity of the man. Lozano laughed again scornfully. "You are no match for me - just like your father." Caleb felt a muscle in his heart snap, his pulse was racing discordantly, and the phone in his ear felt hot suddenly. He had to muster the last of his willpower not to smash it to the ground. "You might be hiding behind your phone to mock me tonight but," he bit his lower lip, "I swear by every fibre in me, I will make you pay for what you did. You and your boss!" At the mention of the word 'your boss', he heard the man at the other end grunting. Perhaps he wasn't aware that Mr Benson had confessed and that his family knows about the connection between him and Don El-Zaki. And how he merely acted as the middleman for the Don. In the Mafia world, between the Don whodictated policy and theoperating level of men who actually
TWO CAN PLAY AT THAT GAME Caleb ignored him and waited for the video. He was getting impatient because he was worried about Liliana. She would be wondering what has kept him for so long. Finally, the man punched a few digits on the keyboard of the desktop in front of him and said, "Here, take a look," turning it to face Caleb. Caleb pushed himself forward, his body almost leaning against the desk. The footage showed the outside of the pharmacy shop. He could see the man who gave them the ride as he went back into his car. He started to turn the key in the ignition but his phone suddenly buzzed from the front passenger seat. He sighed and punched the receiver button. "Yes, boss." He said in a measured tone. "Could you please increase the volume?" Caleb said, looking up at the manager. "I want to hear what the caller is saying." But the manager was staring back at Caleb with disguised curiosity. His mind was fixed on the card he was holding. From the moment he saw it, he knew he
THE ENDCaleb went to DeZ Cosmetics the next day with some men from the ministry to reopen the place. He still remembered a few of the staff there and began to call them one by one.Mr Apollo, the company's supervisor, was the first person he called. "Hello Mr Apollo, this is Caleb. Caleb Dezani. I'm calling from DeZ Cosmetics and I am in the office right now. Do you mind reporting to work?"The man grunted in disbelief. "But the company was closed down two days ago. And you no longer work there. Last I asked, I was told you took over as the CEO of another company." Caleb laughed. "Well, that last part is true. However, the company was under dispute and has now been resolved. I have reclaimed it as the rightful CEO and want you to return to work. Please while coming, do well to call others to report to work too. I shall be waiting at the reception hall."But Mr Apollo didn't call anyone until he got to the company and found out for himself that the place was indeed reopened. It was a
THE TRUTH IS OUT It felt like a nightmare as the black police Hilux which carried Madam Rebecca drove into the ministry. Her heart was thumping in her chest. She didn't know what to expect. She was ushered into the office by the officers who brought her with specific instructions from the inspector. Meanwhile, Caleb hadn't joined them. When the inspector asked whether he was going to the ministry from the station, he replied that he wanted his grandfather to be present during the meeting. "I need to go and pick him up at home." The two men shook hands, "Well, whatever happens, do not hesitate to ring me." "Thank you so much, Inspector. I hope we shall be able to meet and have that drink soon." The man laughed. "I will count the hours till I hear from you. Good luck!" he added. Caleb drove back home and lord Diego joined him to the ministry. Abhi couldn't follow because he had already left for work. But his stepmother, Leah, insisted on being a part of it. Caleb obliged her.
The FINAL NAIL The next man to interrogate him was the meanest of them. His face was cold and unfeeling."Why did you abandon your textile business?""I didn't abandon it.""Excuse me?""I did not abandon the business. I was defrauded and the business collapsed." "That means you went bankrupt after that?" He didn't answer. "Please can you speak up so the next person can take over?" "Not really. I had people who pulled resources together to loan me the capital I needed to rebuild my business." "And yet you didn't. Or did you?" Again he swallowed hard. "Okay, let me rephrase the question. As a businessman who was into textile, after you were defrauded and people loaned you money, did you rebuild your textile business?" "No." "So what did you do? "I went into partnership with someone in another line of business." "And what business was that?" "Cosmetics. I went into cosmetics." "Good. That will be all from me."By the time the rest of the members had interrogated him, El-Za
MAKING CONCESSIONEl-Zaki woke up for the third time since he was shot and realised he was in a different atmosphere.This new place smelled of drugs and drip water. "Where am I?" he asked no one in particular. A male nurse who was attached to him was sitting by a desk writing. He looked up and said, "You are in an infirmary. You were shot but now recovering." El-Zaki tried to look around and the effort made his head hurt. "Who shot me and which infirmary is this?" The nurse was instructed not to answer any questions past introducing himself and offering medical care. "I'm sorry sir but you shouldn't be concerned about that. You are responding well to treatment and your wound is drying up faster than expected. Please tell me if you feel any pain or want anything." The man stubbornly tried to sit up and felt a sharp pain on his side." Oh gosh! My rib!" he grunted. "Lie still," the nurse advised. He looked at his watch and said, "It's almost time for your midnight draught. It will
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
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
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
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
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