Black Silk

CHAPTER 19

NADIA'S POV

"No" Raheem said bluntly with his signature emotionless face. He seemed more tense now for some unknown reason.

"What, wh-" the elevator doors opened and Raheem walked out leaving me behind.

This guy is so bipolar.

I caught up to him, he was standing at the reception desk, the receptionist was a young woman, so i looked at him to see if he was going to talk to her. Raheem looked over at me fully aware of what he was doing then started talking to her.

Son of a bitch!
Actually I take that back I'm sure his parents are really nice people.

She told us to follow her to the conference room and we did. I nudged Raheem no reply I did a second time he looked at me.

"What the hell is wrong with you now?" I whisper-shouted

"What do you mean"

"Why are you so grumpy and tense all of a sudden"

"I'm not, here take this" he gave me a briefcase looking bag and walked ahead into a room. It had two normal walls and two glass walls one of them of you look out you can see most of Paris including the Eiffel Tower. In the centre of the room there was a long table with emerald green chairs and there was a flat screen tv on the wall.

There was a man sitting at the head of the table with his back facing the tv. He looked to be in his late 40s early 50s, he had a few tattoos on his hands like Raheem and one on the side of his neck but his shirts collar was covering most of it. There was a blank emotionless look on his face, which reminded me of Raheem. He looked very intimidating to say the least. I noticed that there were two big men wearing black sunglasses standing on each side of him, probably body guards.

"Nice of you to join us" the man said in a thick French accent. "And who is this lovely young woman?".

"Bonjour sir, I'm-" Raheem gave me a stern glare and I remembered what he said in the elevator.

* "Okay and another thing...try not to say anything please"

"What do you mean?"

"Just let me do the talking okay?"

"Okay...do you wanna tell me why?"

"No" *

"This is my assistant Nadia" Raheem said pulling out a chair a couple spaces away from the man which I'm guessing is Mr. DuPont. "Sit here" I did I'd exactly that, he sat next to me. There was a sort of tension in the room but I couldn't understand why.

"What did you want to talk about so urgently David?" Raheem asked abruptly

"Well Raheem you know what time of the year it is..."

June?...

"Yes, I do but I didn't need to come all the way here" Raheem didn't tell me much about what would happen so I just sat there quite confused.
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It's now around 4:30 and the whole meeting was pretty boring I had to make a few notes that's it really. Mr. DuPont kept on trying to talk me up every now and then but Raheem would change the topic I could tell he was a little pissed off about that but he didn't say anything, he kinda just avoided me the whole time and barely said five words to me.

"Now we need to get into the more messy stuff" Mr. DuPont said and Raheem glanced at me "she doesn't need to hear this, you can go for now"

What on earth is going on...