Dangerous Entanglement

episode 23

/KELVIN’S POV/

After my stop at the bank to deposit the cash, the cashier and I made some few chats and she directed me to the branch manager’s office after I made a complaint that an agent came over to us at the club and was enquiring about our deposits and irregularities in the numbers.

“Good day Mr Kelvin” the manager stretched his hand to greeting.

“Good day…” I said to him as he received his hand with mine.

“Please make yourself comfortable” he gestured towards the visitor seats while he walks towards his own seat behind the big office table, I quickly made myself comfortable on one of the seats as I admired his shinning suit, it hugged his ripped body perfectly, the suit is no doubt tailored made for him.

“So how may we help you today?” he questioned me courteously as he pulled of the button in the middle of his suits to have a free and comfortable sitting.

“Well, some days back we received someone from the feds, he said our account was flagged for receiving unreasonable sum of cash deposits”. I explained to him.

“Sorry, what type of account is it?” he demanded as he began to operate his computer, I guess he was trying confirm what I was saying.

“Actually, the account is a cooperate account, all transactions for our club is carried out through this account”. I explained.

“The account digits please…” he mentioned requesting me to give him the account details, I didn’t fling as I gave him the requested digits from memory.

“Okay, I see it now, yeah I can see they are irregularities in the amount you paying into this account, as you can see, the amounts deposited on this day, this day and this…” he said pointing at the large screen of his desktop, showing me the amount deposited into the account on those particular days.

“As you can see, they are very much over the line of expectation for a club of your size…” he took a pause before he then continues.

“We manage the account of way bigger clubs in Miami, and no one of them has ever brought in this amount to be deposited.” He said pointing at the screen again to show me a particular sum of money, and at that moment, I couldn’t help but have this great urge to beat up myself.

“Okay, I see, so the bank now tells the FBI what Americans come to deposit in their private accounts?” I asked him.

“Well, I can actually say we tell them, the central bank of America does that, and moreover, I think your club is being watched and this might just be a political move against you.” He pointed out.

“Political move you say” I repeated what he said trying to get confirmation and better explanation of what he just said from him.

“Yes, a political move, is your club affiliated to any politician?” he asked after confirming his statement to me.

“No, at least not now yet…” I responded, trying not to say anything with regards to Dexter’s political aspiration.

“Well, that’s another way I think, this issue of the FBI might be coming from.” The manager said pointing out to me another angle where our problem might be from.

“Alright…” I stood up from the chair, and he immediately followed suit, and immediately was trying to button up suit for perfect fitting.

“Thank you Mr. Dakar…” I said stretching my hand to him for a shake, as I quickly glance to the plaque where I saw his name on the desk.

“The pleasure is all mine.” He responded taking my hand. He came over from behind the his large desk to walk me out of the office giving me advice on how to evade the FBI investigation on us, and the major thing he emphasized on was that, I should identify who is trying to sabotage us and our club for political gains.

I stepped out of the bank building and I waved down a taxi, I stepped into it and immediately I was settled in the car, I began to think who Dexter might have offended even before he made an entrance into the political scene.

“And why will he be so careless to step on the toe of a big dog who could actually get control over the FBI at a time when he should be making everyone his friend, allies or even just an acquaintance.” I said in my thoughts. I might not be politically inclined or have any form of political experience, but I know that’s how things has to be done.

You are not even in the game yet, and you are already having enemies in the game, who does that, that’s a very bad political move.

“Wait a moment, or does he have a political God father he answers to and his involvement with that person is where he got his enemy from.” I said in my thoughts again as we move closer to my destination.

Immediately I alighted from the cab, the first thing that came to my mind was, I left this club in a private car last night and oh yeah, everything rushed back on me, the tease, the kisses, the little intense car experience in front of the mart, everything including the post notes on the refrigerator. Everything made me had a bright and heavy smile on my face unconsciously, anyone who saw me at that moment and knows what happened the previous night will likened the grace I was carrying on my face to the morning glow ladies normally have after a very good s*x night.

“And here comes my champion…” I heard a loud voice screamed out immediately I stepped into the club, even before I try to see who it was, I already knew who it was.

 “Come on man, let’s not do this today, at least not that loud…” I said in a pleading tone trying for him not to announce everything to the whole club staffs.

“He could be as loud as he wants to be, everyone her saw it yesterday, oh that kiss on the balcony was got me wet, and I won’t lie I was jealous of her, that was something I have always craved for.” Barb said coming out from the back. Her statement, made my eyes widen in surprise and my mouth wide open.

“Oh yes boss, we all saw it…” another staff mention as she went ahead cleaning the tables, Loren shrugged his shoulders and tilted his head in confirmation to what she just said.

“If I was your father boss, I should be parting you at the back right now because Oh lord you made me so proud yesterday. I saw how you grabbed that ass and ….” He was already talking too much for my liking so I had to cut him off, as he stretched his hands outwards to demonstrate the ass grabbing.

“Hey man, that’s enough, and please why are you all making an anthill out of a mole?” I asked in frustration.

“Because it is a very big deal for you, I for one started to suspect that you could be a gay.” Barb stated as she was about to move back to the back area.

“What…?” I was shocked at her declaration.

“Of course boss, no matter how hard I try, I never ever even feel or see your harden crotch, now who wouldn’t think that.” Barb pointed out supporting her earlier statement.

“And you never try to think the problem is from you not being attractive?” I asked her with frustration.

“Oh yeah, I do sometimes but immediately I have that thought, I go and try on another guy and ….” She kept quite leaving the rest of the information to herself while she had a very sheepish smile on her face with an obvious seductive eyes.

“And then what…?” Loren quickly asked.

“I would rather not say any…” she replied him as she quickly disappeared through the back avoiding any further questioning.

“So she actually has an ounce of shame” I said to myself.

“Please get me something chilled to drink” I said to Loren grabbing a stool to convenience myself on.

I took out my smart phone and scrolled through some notifications, on getting into i********: I realized Hannah has opened and read my message but she didn’t leave any reply, I wasn’t confused or dejected about that, I know and understand the fact that she was only trying not to jump into anything with me, I don’t mind her taking her time.

I stood up after the drink and went straight to the office at the back and Dexter was the first thought I had, I tried calling his number again, but like they say, “same s**t different day” I only texted him letting him know what I heard from the bank manager, after that I decided to text him again about my plans to move the office to the top, make a better view for the manager.

I removed some of the clothing on me and went to the toilet, immediately I came, I thought about my mother and so I called my sister, we had quite a chat about mother and how we plan to take care of her for her reaming days.

“If she is gonna die, she has to die happy” my sister said, and I must say that’s what I also wanted.

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