Dangerous Entanglement

episode 11

//KELVIN POV/

I watched as the FBI agent walked down the hall towards the exit with a very keen look, making sure I wasn’t having any look or gesture that will indicate there was trouble, immediately he disappeared through the door, I motioned at Loren to come set up my counter for me with an excuse of checking on something at the back. Though Loren came forward immediately without any questioning, I saw it in his eyes that he had questions for all that went couple of minutes.

I breezed pass the door to the back and hurried to the office, I quickly grabbed the account book, scroll through it, trying to compare the numbers have got in the book with the bank tellers I always keep for reference purpose right at the top desk drawer. And it was right there without any magic I see why we are investigated, some of the tellers show me depositing up to five times what we were estimated to make, even LIV doesn’t that much in a week.

“How have I been so stupid not to have noticed such unreasonable amounts over months” I thought out loud as I scratch my head rigorously.

I took up my phone and placed series of calls to Dexter again, this time the calls went through but all rang through without any response and dropped back to voicemail as he was on another call at that moment. I send him text messages asking him to come with an urgent effect, with the hope that he sees it and get back to me as soon as possible because I don’t really know how to handle this.

I went into the toilet, cleared my head and also my bladder and moved to the bar to begin the day’s job. The DJ was already set and already buzzing the air with music, he was playing light music at the moment as only quite a number of guests can be sighted sitting around in the club. It’s a Friday, the night is known to start early and also with no ounce of doubts, it’s going to be a real long night.

After an hour or so, I asked Loren to stay with me in the bar today, he should be there to assist me on the counter, we are going to be having a flux of people going in and out of the bar today. It could be an end of week hangout by colleagues who are either trying to celebrate a big in they might have had over the week, a guy’s time out by group of friends who haven’t had time over the week, and oh yes, lots of couples coming in to have fun or singles ready to mingle with the hope of getting laid that night, oh yeah I see them all from m bar counter.

“Wow, boss, it will be great honour to serve by your side tonight” Loren had said with his hands stretched out a little sideways, with a little bow with his head and the grinning face immediately he stepped in through the door from the back into the bar area.

“Honour, indeed” I scoffed at him.

“Oh yes boss, it is an honour, I see how you so dedicated to your job, how you set the counter and also attend to your customers. Let me be frank with, have never been to a club where I see allot of people sitting at the bar counter”. He kept on talking as he walks towards me.

“What are you driving at?” I questioned him with a smirk, trying to arrange some cups in the positions I preferred them to be if I will be staying at the counter even of its just for some time.

“What I’m driving at is that, we use to have all twenty seats in front of the bar occupied at times, and I’m betting your charm is a very huge influence on that” he finally stated as he came close resting his right elbow on the counter so his hand can support his cheek.

“You’re not serious” I laughed out loud.

“Well, I want you here today so I can begin to actually move around like a manger should, I want to see more of what goes on in the floor” I declared to him as I moved to be at the other side putting me closer to the exit door to the back.

“You mean you are taking that charm to the floors of the club” He mischievously stated.

“Well, if you say so, let’s put it as that” I played along with his sarcasm making boss like gestures with my shoulders up as I walk out of the bar.

I walked out through the back door and quickly went out into the club, the crowed was growing already testifying to the fact that it’s a Friday, even the cooperate office dresses of those trooping in says same, ladies are still in their short suit skirts and white tops, the guys were also seen having their suits in hand with their sleeves rolled up, though quite allot of teenagers and adults also with casual dresses can be seen. I joined in the dance, try to cheer up idle sitting persons with gloomy faces with some of my communication skills.

All through these rounds, deep inside me were thoughts trying to figure out where the money Dexter has been bringing to the club for deposit has been coming from for the past eight months, I was strongly hopping the source was legit because that was the only way there won’t be any form of problem. All these thoughts and I decided to go check my mobile if have got any form of reply from him. I took to the stairs and at the east wing part of the club, directly beneath the DJ. I walked the lobby into the upper region amidst guests dancing to the music of the DJ which was no longer melancholy but rather hyped party beats.

I got a corner seat and dropped on the cushion immediately after grabbing out my phone from my right pant pocket. And there it was, a text message from Dexter.

“Sorry, for keeping you worried bro, I’m going to be away for a while, take care of things in my absence as if it were yours” –Dexter

“Well, that’s not really nice” I thought to myself, I need him here ASAP, he needs to come fix this Feds issue. Of course he is in the best position to do that. I try putting a call through to him again immediately, but again, it went straight to voicemail.

“Hey, you’ve reached Dexter, but you’ve got to try back later or drop me a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as possible” His cool and very calm voice which he uses to win over anyone, especially the ladies keep coming immediately after the tone.

I was confused on why I wasn’t getting through to him, I just received a text from him for crying out loud. I got up and had made my way round the club going about my job, I was at the bar a couple times, but I was mostly on the club floor creating customer relationship taking note of their satisfaction. All through the night I try as much as possible to think less of the agent and his visit to the club earlier today and no thoughts about Hannah and our sexapede.

I got home and this time I got the tuxedo home and I also brought with me the club account book, I went through it allot of time, and there was no way in the world I could manipulate and cover the gap in figures. I got tired and stood up leaving the book on the dinning counter where I was sitting. I got myself a bowl of cereal and while eating I went through my phone and tons of messages were there from my sister, she was requesting me to help with some of the bills, and memories of days before my reconnection with Dexter.

“You lazy ass keep sitting around eating up food I buy with my hard earned money piling up bills and my working ass can’t even come get to eat what I feel like and can actually afford” She will yell at me from the kitchen whenever she gets to the refrigerator and didn’t find what she expects to be there.

“Stop yelling at your brother like that” my mother will yell back at her and in my defend she’ll add…

“He has never been a lazy man and he is still very much trying his best for the family” my sister always scoffed at that statement.

“They just wasted a scholarship on him, he’s out of school but can’t even fend for himself or his sick mother.

I remember I never had a response to anything she says, my mother was the one who always stood in my defence, and she has always been a strong believer that success was not far fetch from me. She believed in me more than I do myself.

But here we are, that’s all story now, I replied her with a simple text with few words, “I will try my best”. I then proceeded to wire some cash into my mother’s account, with full knowledge that my sister was the one who manages it and carry out all transactions on it. I immediately emptied my bowl, cleaned up and went in for a shower and a long night into the early afternoon.

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