Chapter 78: Chapter 78
DECISIONS AND LOVE
Rashid was pacing around his office, with his hands turned into fists, he went back to his seat, dragged it back but did not sit down.
He went to his table, picked up his phone and dialed Tiffany's phone number, his assistant, all the way from Qatar.
"Tiffany!!!, come to my office right now!!", he barked.
"Yes Sir, any problem?", she asked from the other end.
He did not reply as he ended the call abruptly, he heard a knock on his door.
He straightened up immediately, "Come on Tiffany", he said, she was the only person he had ordered to come meet him.
Tiffany opened the door and strode in, "Yes Sir", she answered, as she adjusted her eye glasses.
"Why haven't the traitor of this company been found... just why?, I thought I dropped all this in your hands to take care of them... why is it still empty like before", he yelled.
"S-sir, p-pl-please, we have been trying our best, we really have been trying out best.... but I think the fraudster who did this, isn't from this company.... left for me I would say it's someone closer.... like"
"Like what Tiffany, just like what, is there anytime I send you an errand that you don't give excuse... there is always an excuse f-for your lack of credibility", Rashid snapped.
"Sir?", Tiffany's face turned sour immediately with a big frown on her face.
"What do you want to say Tiffany?, it's been months already, yet it is still the same old reply.... ' the perpetrator isn't from the office, if it isn't from the office then who?.
Who then?, is it me?, my dad or mum?, or my younger brother?, Tell me which is siphoning my money.... I am talking about millions of dollars", Rashid bawled, he took his seat back and slumped back on it.
"Have you heard from Mr Reynold?", he questioned.
"We are all trying to find the perpetrator, but Sir I can swear with my life for him, that Mr Reynold is innocent of the whole accusations levelled on him.
He seems to be a good man, this is not just coming from me, but from the whole workers, the entire team keep vouching for him, so please I hope you reconsider and check it all out.... please Sir", Tiffany pleaded.
"That's just the problem Tiffany, that's the big problem, that I too, I don't find him of any shortcomings, he seems good, but still call him... at least I could gather vital information from him", Rashid said as he finally took his seat.
Tiffany bowed her head and left the office, heading to Mr Reynold's office.
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"So Mr Reynold, you said something about you not emailing any request to me right?", Rashid questioned.
"Yes Sir, even at that time was when my mother died, I had travelled for her burial at Trinidad, that's where we hail from...
I did not resume duty until after a month, according to the sent emails under the company's mail... there is no information from this company showing that we sent an email to you....
Neither did we get any funds, you can go through the company's bank statement from 2002 - 2003, there's nothing like that.
I think for further clarification, you should ask your bank account, he could produce your bank statement and maybe from there, the account which you sent the money to could be found, then you could trace and track the person down", Mr Reynold advised.
Rashid kept mute all the time, listening to the well detailed information Mr Reynold was giving out to him, he wondered why he had not thought of it before calling him.
"You can leave", he dismissed Mr Reynold from his office....
"But wait...", Rashid disrupted.
"Yes Sir", Mr Reynold replied.
"It won't be so good, if it turns out to be you, it won't be good at all... I would be less judging and more merciful, if you open up to me right now.
You could go to prison... yes definitely, but it won't be so long. If I have to force it out of your mouth, then it won't be good at all.
The choice is left to you", Mr Rashid pointed out, as he began typing on his laptop.
"Sir... I hope you find the perpetrator soon enough, I won't be telling you all the ways to track this fraudster down if I am the face behind the mask.
Instead I would make sure by all means that you do not get me", Mr Reynold addressed.
Rashid looked at him and continued typing on his laptop, Mr Reynold took it as a hint to leave the office immediately.
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It was already 7:00 pm in the evening when Rashid came back home, he has been going through all his files and documents to make sure the fraudster isn't living right under his nose.
When he glanced at his wristwatch for the umpteenth time, it was 8:59 pm, he took off his eye glasses, left his reading room and went upstairs to his room, to go and sleep.
He picked up his phone, he remembered he hadn't spoken with Janelle since morning when he drove her back to her house.
"Hey babe", he typed and sent it immediately.
His phone read typing, as he was patiently waiting for her to reply.
"Hope your day went well?", he sent it.
It still read typing, he smiled, waiting for the long love text she would send to him.
Another five minutes yet he hadn't gotten any response from her.
"Hey babe, I missed you", he sent it with a smiley emoji.
"I thought you won't ever say that, I would have left you to keep whining like a baby", she replied immediately.
"You are fucking wicked, what about if you had told me first... would it have been bad", he texted.
"Phewww, I don't even miss you at all, I really don't", she replied.
He sent a heartbroken emoticon and dropped his phone.
"You won't tell me same here", she texted.
He reached out for his phone and grabbed it immediately.
"I can't tell you same when it's the opposite, I really missed you, wished you were here with me", he typed.
"Awwwnnn.... so cute, but I thank God I am home instead, can't imagine me being in your arms, pressed against you", she texted.
"You really do not like being with me?, I am so sorry if maybe you felt I was too fast on you, although I do not think same, but still on it... I missed you.
It's like you are having a bad time, if you can share it with me, I would be happy, but if not... I think I am disturbing you, I would just go to sleep", he clicked on the enter button.
Janelle rolled over on her bed, laughing so loudly, "No babe, godddddd you are so fucking awkward, I really missed you so fucking much, and I can't wish for any other thing than being in your arms right now", she clicked on the send icon.
"You almost ruined my day with your texts, I felt like I have loosed you... I miss you more, when can we see again... I want to take you out on a date", he typed.
"Really", she sent with a super surprised emoticon.
"Yeah, if you are okay with it", he said.
"I almost forgot, we are having a family Thanksgiving on Sunday, so it would be a hectic day for me", she replied.
"Okay.... I would meet you on Saturday, this weekend or on Monday after school", she added.
"No... you have to be preparing for your exams, o don't want to disturb you so much", he sent.
"Saturday??, have you forgotten my Saturday routine for you?", she asked.
"I never forget those two special days, take note, but I would let it go, so you could read harder, and I know you would be going back to your family house earlier to prepare against Sunday for your family Thanksgiving", he said.
"Yeahhh... ohhh my, thanks a lot babe, I had been wondering how I would go about the duo all at once on Saturday...
C-can you come, p-l-e-a-s-e, I know you don't worship same with us, but please just come, I could introduce you to my family and most of my friends would come also", she added.
"You want me to?", he asked.
"Yeah... I really want you to.. please", she drawled.
"Then it's okay, I will come as long as you text me the venue and time", he sent.
Moreover, without Janelle texting him the address, he already knows where the family lives, but he didn't want to sound like a stalker on that faithful day, when Janelle asks him how he found his way.
It was the main reason why he asked her of their address.
"Goddd, thanks a lot babe, I love you", she said.
"Goodnight", he texted back, not even replying to the last words she sent to him.