THE ENEMY OF MY ENEMYCaleb was with the comptroller when all this conversation was going on. But before then, something very strange happened. He was on his way home after giving the money to the comptroller when he got an email from an unknown email address. In the email was written detailed information about his parents and DeZ Cosmetics. The sender wrote, "If you need any piece of information regarding what happened to your parents; their deaths and the original documents of the company, you can reach me via this same email." Then the mail went on to explain how the deal between El-Zaki and Barrister Crusoe was struck, and every other detail which the comptroller read out to the barrister during the phone call. It sounded like the job of an insider. Maybe someone was trying to set up the Don. He had stepped on too many toes, apparently. Caleb then immediately dialled the comptroller's line who told him to come over to a secluded hotel somewhere in town. He got into his new Cad
THE PLOT THICKENS "We are in deep shit," blurted Nathan as he burst into the room. The barrister sprang up. "What happened?" But Nathan could only stutter. "T-the Don..." "What about the Don?" Nathan put his hand into his pocket and fetched his phone. "What happened to your phone?" "The Don's call was connected," he swallowed hard. "I didn't know. And we were still talking." Nathan's awkward breathing echoed against the wall as he tried to explain to the barrister. He gasped. "Are you saying the Don overheard our discussion a while ago?" "Very likely that he did," Nathan replied, cold sweats perspiring from his forehead. It was the barrister's turn to digest the shock. His face grew pale. He dug his fingers into his palm till his temples turned white. Moving away, he began making a quick mental calculation. Then he said, "Let me see the phone." Nathan handed it over to him. "Remove your security code." He did. The barrister checked the call log and the history: how man
A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL "What do you want to discuss with me, sir?" Caleb asked Mr Ramirez. "Call me Antonio," he drawled. Caleb kept silent. The man continued, "You look like a promising young lad. What I want is to make you a life-changing proposal." "I-I thank you for this offer. However..." "Don't turn it down just yet until you hear everything I have to say. Which of course I cannot outrightly tell you on the phone until we meet one-on-one." Caleb thought to argue that it was too late into the night for him to drive. But the man's next statement was as if he was reading his mind. "If you are worried about your safety, then I can send my men to bring you wherever you are." At this point, Caleb knew he would have no excuse to turn him down. "I will come over by myself, thank you." When the man ended the call, he growled in agony. "What have I gotten myself into?" But he knew he couldn't go alone. He needed someone he could count on their loyalty. And someone that could hav
HOLD HIM DOWN As she was arranging the guns, she overheard some voices coming from behind the room. She pressed her ear against the wall to listen and the conversation was about Caleb. "It's almost time. Are you sure the Dazani boy is coming?" one of them was saying. "He gave me his word. So I have to believe he will keep to it," his partner said with confidence. "That must be the stranger Caleb was talking about," thought Adriana. "How do you propose to do it?" the first person went on to ask. "I don't think he's going to like the idea one bit." "I have my ways. I am not called a sweet talker for nothing," his partner replied chortling loudly. "You must not be present when he comes," he added as a suggestion. "I don't want him feeling overwhelmed. However, you can be within earshot in case we have to use a little persuasion to make him cooperate." "I copy that, boss." "A little persuasion?" repeated Adriana in a whisper. "What exactly does that mean?" "Although, I'm hoping
THE DIE IS CAST Caleb felt his limps giving in under him. He was either going to partner with this man in whatever business he is into and stand a chance of getting Mr Benson back or heed the Emailer's warning and El-Zaki continues to win. "You are running out of time, Dezani," Mr Ramirez prompted him. He had gotten Caleb boxed into a corner, exactly how he wanted. True to his words; he wasn't called a sweet-talker for nothing."The clock is ticking," he continued, raising his hand to his lips and staring at him over the rim of the half-empty glass of spirit. "And every minute wasted, makes them farther get away." Someone's phone buzzed in the room. It was Antonio's. He swept his eyes over the screen and a half-grin curled the corner of his mouth. "The caller is one of my men. And whatever command I give this minute is what they will do. I only asked them to delay the process until we've had this meeting." When Caleb didn't give an answer, he picked up the phone and pressed the re
THE EXTRACTION "Are you sure about this?" Caleb asked Adriana for the umpteenth time. "You said earlier you hadn't had enough sleep." The doctor had insisted on joining them on the extraction mission. "I am a medical practitioner and my services might come in handy in case one of us gets injured," she replied, then raised her eyebrows inquiringly, "Don't you think?" "One of us?" echoed Caleb. "Are you seriously considering becoming a part of this..." he wanted to say "mess" before trailing off and finally settling for, "underground network?" She regarded him with a silent appraisal and shrugged. "I like to think you trusted me and found me capable before you came to me for help. Isn't that right?" "Yes, but..." "No buts," she cut in when Caleb started to argue. "I know what I'm doing. Pedro would have been here to help you if not for m-me." She broke off as her voice started to quiver. They were standing outside the hotel by Caleb's Cadillac Escalade. The other two were still i
A BLOODY ENCOUNTERDoctor Fernandez had made a quick stopover at the hospital to carry her first aid box, a drip stick and a pint of blood from the blood bank. She gave Caleb the blood to smear some on his face, head and part of his upper body.It was Caleb who remembered the stunt he and Pedro had pulled when they embarked on the planned trip to El-Zaki's mansion before their mission was aborted due to the ambush that led to the first bloody clash.Caleb did a perfect job and it wasn't difficult to fool the security guy. He let the doctor drive in after seeing Caleb's messy body and the drip infused into his forearm. His head was bandaged with a bloody gauze. As soon as they passed the gate, Mr Ramirez put a call to Caleb. "How do you plan on getting him out with just the two of you?" Caleb didn't know what Adriana was planning. It was shameful to imagine that the same person he didn't want to be in their team happened to be their only shot at succeeding on this mission. But it was
PLEASE DON'T DIE"Can't you hear me?" Caleb shook Adriana by the shoulder but she didn't stir."We have to go, Dezani, otherwise the police will round us up." Mr Ramirez repeated impatiently.Caleb didn't pay him any mind. He kept trying to rouse the doctor. "Is this how you easily abandon one of your own?" His tone was laced with accusation and bitterness.Another gunshot thundered forcing Dragon to yell at them. "They're coming. Let's leave, now!"Caleb went down on both knees and scooped Adriana into his arms. Then in a swift motion, stood up and ran towards his car. Mr Ramirez was behind to help get the door. He lay her on the backseat and closed the door. Just then a bullet flew past his ear by a hair's breath. "Fucking bastards!" he cursed and shunted to his side. Then crawled on all fours to the driver's seat and got in.Mr Ramirez wanted to make a run for his car where Dragon had already started the engine but bullets were flying everywhere. He wouldn't make it without being h