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
HE DIDN'T SEE IT COMING When he first saw the numbers, he wanted to brush the necessity of it aside saying he was in no danger. After all, this is Mumbai and no one knew he was here. But his gut told him to just copy it in case he had trouble locating back his hotel. Now it seems he has found a purpose for it. As soon as the line started to connect, he changed his mind and decided to send a text instead. Who knew whether this driver was in league with the other one? "This is Caleb Dezani from Orange Platinum Hotel. I stepped out to the National Gallery of Modern Art and I have an assailant trailing me. Plate no: DL 3CCN 5081, a red Benz. My vehicle is a black Cadillac with plate no: MH 3CCN 8888." He clicked 'send' and prayed silently for a swift response. Beside him, Lilliana was leaning against his left shoulder snoring lightly. She had fallen into a tired sleep. He reached out and held her hand, it felt warm against his own cold palm. He gave it a gentle squeeze. All this tim
IT'S TOO DANGEROUS Caleb was escorted back to his hotel in one of the police's cars, apparently the police assigned to the hotel whom he texted, while the driver of the Cadillac was taken to the station by the patrol team for questioning. Liliana who was still dazed from her near-death experience clinched like a leech to Caleb's arm. Luckily, none of them sustained any injury except a minor cut on Caleb's neck where a shard of glass pierced him. "We will get our hotel medical staff to clean that up and dress it." The policeman at the hotel said, then proceeded to ask Caleb whether Liliana was his girlfriend. Caleb gave her a cool look and shook his head, "No," he replied. "B-but she's my employee." He emphasized that last part to explain away their relationship. It was too dark for Caleb to see Liliana's face under the coconut palm that lined the car park in the hotel premises where they stood, but he could feel the muscle of her hand go tense beneath his. "In that case, we wil
MIXED FEELINGS "I should go and get ready to leave," Liliana said and stood up. She had slept in her work dress although she removed her coat. Caleb looked at the nape of her neck as she wrapped up her hair to enter the bathroom and suddenly remembered the shawl and diamond earrings he had bought for her at the Rio de Janeiro airport. "There's something I forgot to give you," he said and went to fetch it from inside his travel bag. Liliana shrugged, not the least bit curious.Caleb frowned a little at her indifference. "Aren't you wondering what it is?""That's all I ever do when I'm with you. Wonder! So for once, I'll let myself go."Caleb scoffed. "Women!" Liliana ignored him and opened the bathroom door and slipped inside. The moment she shut the door, she leaned against it and exhaled. Caleb was eliciting different emotions in her. One moment he's acting aloof and distant, and in another, he's giving her weird thoughts. If she didn't know better she'd think he saw him giving
THE HUNT CONTINUES Guillermo sat still after the call with Nathan ended, his hands trembling as his mind became a warehouse of scattered thoughts."Where in the world am I going to get twelve million dollars from?" he flung his hands in exasperation."The Don knows I don't have the money," he lamented, "and he's aware of my predicament - hiding in an underground that is a little bigger than a dungeon. Otherwise, if I were out there, I might have gotten a loan from the bank." Guillermo had gone into serious financial crises after his last contract with the government expired and he was unable to renew it. The company he used to partner with was struck off the list and the contract was given to a new company. One that he always suspected belonged to El-Zaki. How did he know? Simple. When he went to meet the man in charge of issuing contracts, he told him he had received direct orders from above to not renew the contract. But he forced the truth out of the man's mouth and he eventuall
ANOTHER GUNNED DOWN "What in God's name was that snell?" he growled and continued to follow the smell until the penlight became a full moon. It seemed magical! He saw something like a processor machine; very big and wide, and thought, "Oh wow, it's a chemical laboratory!" He felt disappointed though and wanted to turn back until his eye caught another penlight blinking intermittently at the far right of the room. He touched the handle of the door but it was locked. Sigh! What was inside that particular room to make them shut it under lock and key? He tried to push it open but the door remained immovable. Then he decided to use his gun. Luckily the gun had a silencer. So he shut the keyhole and turned the knob and the door gave way. He didn't put on the light to avoid attracting anyone's attention. Using his phone light instead, he pointed to where the penlight was coming from and saw that it was actually a monitor box. What was inside the box? Guillermo went to work disabling th