Jamaica

Chapter 10

For Alex, Tony having failed his target had put him in a difficult position. He was a man who played strictly by the books, who loved getting things done to the letter. Now,  for the first time in his long but dark career of assigning hits, he faced an impasse. And it troubled him so much that he left his office and got home towards midnight.

His girlfriend, Leslie, welcomed him into the bed with sleepy eyes as, tired of waiting for him, she had decided to go to bed early. Then at about 12:30 am his phone rang. Seeing he didn't answer the call, Leslie got up and stretched her hand out to try and pick up the phone. Immediately Alex with a simple reflex, grabbed her hand in between half closed eyes and began to squeeze it.

"Alex you are hurting me!" Alex ignored her while she struggled to remove his hand. But as much as she tried, she couldn't. "Alex!" Her scream woke him up.

"Alex what is the meaning of this?!" Alex got up sat on the bed panting like he was gasping for breath.

"What happened?" He gently asked her. Leslie was furious.

"Alex you were squeezing my hands and you have the guts to ask me what happened?!"

"Sorry, maybe I was dreaming. Did I hurt you?"
"Haba Alex! Na wao! What is wrong with you?" Leslie got up from the bed and went into the sitting room. Alex picked up his phone and saw Tony's name. He called him.

"Any reason why you are calling me in the middle of the night?" He asked, after Tony had answered the call.

"Tell your employers they have nothing to worry about." He replied, with an air of satisfaction.
"What are you talking about?"
"Alfred won't be a problem anymore." He grinned triumphantly.

"Why, what happened to him?" A brief silence ensued before Tony told Alex,

"I think not long ago his creator sent for him." Alex breathed hard.

"No, no, no!" Alex shouted.

"No? What do you mean?" Tony knew that  Alex saying no meant he wasn't happy with him taking out Alfred..

"Tony you missed the target on your first attempt."
" That's why I made a second attempt."
"You were not given the orders to carry out a second hit. You were supposed to wait." Tony shocked by Alex's response, closed his eyes and breathed hard.

"My employers might disagree with your conduct." Alex told him regretfully.

"So what does that mean?" Tony asked, a bit frightened.

"Get some sleep. I'll call you up when I talk to my employers." Alex cut the call and sighed. He got out of bed and went to the sitting room and found Leslie sleeping on the couch. He slowly caressed her cheek.

"Leslie, Leslie?"

"What is it?" She asked, opening her eyes.

"Let's go to bed." Leslie got up and followed him to bed. When they got into bed, Alex kept thinking about what Tony had told him. He was disturbed by Tony's action and couldn't sleep. In the early hours of the following morning he dialed a number.

"Alex, why are you calling me so early in the morning?" Alex sighed, and breathed into the phone.

"Sorry sir, I couldn't sleep well."
"And you had to wake me up at 6 am in the morning?"
"No offence and my sincere apologies. I only wanted to report something."
"Go ahead."
"Sir, the Alfred job has been executed." A brief silence followed before the man Alex was speaking to responded.

"And who gave the orders?" Alex sighed and rubbed his eyes. He didn't know how to fix the problem Tony had caused by taking out Alfred. But he had to give an explanation as to what happened.