Behind The Cloud

CHAPTER SIX

Abu Hurayrah (may Allah be pleased with him)narrated that the Prophet (blessings and peace of Allah be upon him) said: "A man visited a brother of his in another town, and Allah sent an angel to wait for him on the road. When he came to him, he said: Where are you headed? He said: I am headed to a brother of mine in this town. He said: Have you done him any favour for which you hope to be recompensed? He said: No, but I love him for the sake of Allah, may He be glorified and exalted. He said: I am a messenger from Allah to you, to tell you that Allah loves you as you love him for His sake."

Muslim (2567)

The room was fully air conditioned, but the inhabitants of the room had beads of sweat coating their foreheads. All of them, except one person - their boss.

Steel was seated on the white two-seater cushion, his legs crossed and his right hand holding his lighted cigarette. He looked calm, but he was far from that. His forehead held creases that showed how angry he was. His hooded eyes seemed like burning fire, and the smoke he blew from his mouth and nose looked like it came from the burning rage in him and not the cigarette he was smoking. He looked like he could kill that moment. He looked deadly.

Getting to know that Kamal would not make it to the launch of La Reinita from Emily Grayson herself when she was on stage and not from his own source was what caused his anger. It was a bruise to his ego, and it made him look stupid. Like, how could he not be aware that Kamal would not make it when he had eyes in Abuja?
He did not wait for the function to end when he took his leave. What was the point of staying when the main reason for his presence was not even there? He booked the earliest flight from Kaduna back to Abuja.
Before his arrival, he had ordered for the presence of his 'agent' that misbehaved at his mansion and assigned someone else to take over his task.

All through the flight, his wife did all she could to calm him, but the outcome of her efforts was minimal. She knew it was the end for that 'agent' but she tried to cajole him to at least listen to his excuse.

"Do you think he could have some useful information?" She had asked as she carressed his chest in a soothing manner.

"I don't care. He'll be dead meat two seconds after I set my eyes on him" He had said in that cold voice of his, and she knew he was not going back on his words. He never does that, and well, that was what happened.

Steel sat up from his relaxed position and leaned forward a bit, resting his elbows on his thighs. He began to tap his foot impatiently as he glanced at his phone that was on the centre table every now and then.

Just then, his phone began to vibrate, and one of his guards was quick to receive the call. He put the call on hands-free.

"Head knocker" Steel's cold voice reverberated in the room. The way he said the two words sent a silent message for the said head knocker to go straight to the point.

"Yes boss. They're in a hospital. His wife had a miscarriage"

"Hhmmm" Steel breathed.

"So she lost the pregnancy" He murmured.

"Yes boss"

"How did it happen?"

"I'm not sure yet, but I am trying to hack into the security cameras of the house to see if I can find useful footage. "

"Fine then. Keep me updated" He said, and after a 'yes boss' from the other end, the call went dead.

Steel leaned back in his seat, releasing a short breath. He did not like the fact that Kamal's wife lost her pregnancy because he was aiming for a double torture. Losing both wife and unborn child would be a double torture for Kamal, and that would, to some extent, quench his thirst of seeing Kamal in suffering. But the situation already took another dimension, and he couldn't help but have a gut feeling that the miscarriage was unnatural. He was eager to find out how it happened.