DEALT ( saving his soul )

Chapter Thirteen

Jonathan noticed the glares Lan sent his way in the limoisine. He did not understand the man's boiling anger towards him, if it was about Kayla , Jonathan was very convinced he had done the right thing ; for her sake at least. Jonathan shrugged and looked out of the window in pretense of admiring the scenery of the beautiful tall city buildings, totally ignoring Lan's looks for the rest of the ride.

He glanced at his Carat watch as he swiftly got off the sleek vehicle and walked into his executive towers. It was only thirty past seven in the morning, approximately forty minutes left to address a meeting. He could hear angry Lan's foot steps behind him . The tension radiated from the man in waves and Jonathan hoped the man would not confront him. For that reason , he rushed up to his office as fast as his walking cane would allow then pushed open his door only to be met with Frost lounging lazily in his plush armchair.

Jonathan sighed tiredly , " What are you ... doing here ? "

Frost drowsily looked at him , " I came in using that spare key you left in my car last month , my wife kicked me out of the house at five - thirty a.m ! She was muttering something about me being late over a stupid conference meeting that involved my company , your company plus a bunch of potential investors . Damn her memory - "

Lan burst into the room panting in anger cutting off Frost.

Jonathan decided to ignore him , " Frost , is it ... you or your ... wife , that runs ... the company ? "

" Blue, I donno , I donno mate . You ask her when you see her next time and what's up with Lan ? Bro is fuming so hard I'm about to see smoking blowing out his - "

" He fired Kayla ! " Lan burst out.

" Listen , Frost ... don't mind him - "

" Oh ! Shut up Blue ! Shut up ! That was no way to break a girl's heart ! "

" And what's your ... deal , Lan ? How is it ... your business ? "

" Err ! Guys ? I'm kinda floating above your entire talk , can someone explain to me what's up between the two of you ? "

Jonathan opened his mouth to speak but Lan beat him to it.

" This man heartlessly sent the only woman he has touched in two years away ! Two years ! He's dumb ! He couldn't see it , the woman loves him , hell ! He loves her too , then he sends he away in some stupid , flimsy excuse that she's a w***e ! What is wrong with your upstairs Blue ? "

" I did it ... for her own ... sake ! " Jonathan was getting annoyed.

" By breaking her heart , congratulations Blue ! "

" First , you big... p*****t ! What were

... you doing listening ... and following up ... what we were ... up to ? Huh ? "

Frost chuckled, " Pretty sure , he was in a damning fantasy- "

" SHUT UP ! " Both Lan and Jonathan yelled .

" I know I had no rights to eavesdrop , " he cringed obviously recalling what he heard, " but I care about you two . Why push her away when it's clear she adores you ? "

" And subject her ... to my fate ? My ... cursed fate ! "

" Jonathan - " Frost begun.

" Oh ! Is that ... what you want ? To ... get her married to ... an infertile man ! Who can't ... make her proud ... A proud woman ... of her motherhood ! " Jonathan rammed his fist into the white wall behind him causing Frost to jump from his chair and rush to him.

" Calm down , " Frost held Jonathan.

" You wouldn't understand... you're a father , " Jonathan rasped in defeat.

Lan's gaze softened and he sank into one of the chairs in the office as the men fell in thoughtful silence while Frost tended to Jonathan's injured fist.

" So , do you have a recommendation letter ? " Frost begun.

" Recommendation for what? " Jonathan rasped.

" For Kayla , I'm currently in need of a hot maid , "

" Frost , you're married, " Lan glared at him.

" Oh ! Yeah, you're actually right , " Frost nodded as if he genuinely did not know that fact.

Jonathan cracked a small smile , the man could be very stupid at times.

" See ! I made you smile ! "

" Frost , Blue's fist won't be ramming into a wall next time , " Lan said.

Frost stuck a tongue out at Lan and Jonathan chuckled.

" Better get ready , " Jonathan rasped as he stared at the clock then at his bandaged right hand.

" Yeah , only thirty minutes to go , " Lan stood up , " Blue? "

" Hmm ? "

" I'm sorry , "

Jonathan nodded, staring at the man's green eyes and smiled , " It's okay , Lan . "

Lan's phone rang and he raised a finger excusing himself as he answered the call . Meanwhile, Jonathan went through the packed documents in his brief case and Frost's eyes darted lazily around the room.

Jonathan frowned.

The small piece of paper that had calculations over the budget he made was missing . That was strange , he was certain the paper was on top of the papers on his desk or tucked in between his files so he knew either way he packed it but suddenly it was missing. An image of Kayla stacking his papers the day he found her in his office flashed in his mind and he swore loudly just as Lan exclaimed dramatically causing his eyes to snap to the shaken man.

" Are you very very sure it is not a mistaken identity ? " Lan demanded, " How ? How was that possible... SHE WHAT ?"

At that point , even unconcerned Frost eyed the tall man with genuine interest.

" I refuse to believe you ! " His knuckles trembled , " How could a woman cause such damage ? "

Lan eventually released a sigh , shook his head then disconnected the call.

" Well, that was intense . Mind sharing ? " Frost asked.

Lan stared at Jonathan, " It's about Kayla . "

" What now ? " He groaned.

" She caused some serious damage , "

" Burnt the house ? " Frost chuckled.

" Worse , " Lan shook his head again ," she shot five of our guards dead , injured two of them and one is critical at the hospital -"

" WHAT ? " Frost shouted.

Jonathan gaped at him in utter disbelief.

" I didn't believe it too. She did all that before she ran away , "

" You are very very sure that it wasn't someone else ? Someone masquerading as her possibly ? " Frost demanded.

" I asked that too but Ray offered to send me the entire footage , infact he says Eugene, who wrestled with her at the gate before he overpowered him and left - "

" Overpowered ? " Jonathan was incredulous.

The scenario was impossible to believe if not ridiculous.

" Shockingly yes . Eugene says that she seemed so angry . It was as if the rage drove her into psycho mode and he remarks that she had some pretty serious combating skills. Skills that he doubts an ordinary maid was capable of having , " Lan explained.

And it clicked in Jonathan's mind : the lies , the theft of the envelope, the missing piece of paper , the seduction, the sinister vibes , the cautious snooping , the unavailable searches under her name and lastly, the impossibility to trace or even get information on her calls.

‘ Kayla Lisha ’ was not a maid , she was an imposter with other ulterior motives which Jonathan was not sure she was successful in and it seemed as if it dawned on the two men before him too, judging from their expressions.

" She was no maid , " Frost whispered.

" She was no Kayla either , " Lan shook his head.

" She's gonna regret, " Jonathan grinned , a wicked gleam in his mismatched eyes through his mask , " regret ever messing ... with a Blue. "