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
THE RUDE SHOCK Caleb always left his television on overnight. It was a habit he had cultivated recently since the day he woke up to the news of Mr Benson's arrest in Brazil. He promised himself he would never miss out on any important news. This morning wasn't any different. As he opened his eyes, he lazily turned to the news trending on his screen. Every media house station, online platform, and newspaper headline was buzzing with the sensational news of a certain chemical factory that had been alleged to produce hazardous substances busted last night by the police. He cleared his eyes and promptly sat up. Last night, as soon as he reached home, he had gone straight to bed. His grandfather realized how tired he was when he kept yawning intermittently throughout the drive to the house and released him. "You must have had a long flight, my boy. Take a suitable rest and we can finish our discussion in the morning," he said the moment their entourage pulled into the driveway. Cale
WHO IS NEXT? "I don't understand what they mean by Guillermo is their man." Lord Dezani asked rhetorically, peering into Caleb's phone. "It could mean many things," Caleb said crisply. His grandfather took his eyes off the phone and tilted his head toward him prompting Caleb to explain. "His DNA matching with the fingerprint found on the electrical vault means he was the one inside the factory." "Probably, but what about the body in the body bag?" Mateo's curiosity heightened. "Maybe that's one of his men. He couldn't have gone into the factory alone," Caleb tried to reason. "Then who shot and killed the man and why did they neutralize his body beyond recognition?" Caleb shrugged. His mind was racing in different directions. "Could it be the factory was his hideout all along?" His eyes sparkled with renewed hope at the possibility. "That's another angle," his grandfather agreed. "The police said they got to the scene after they heard the sound of gunshots, meaning whoever th