Love Made Her - Episode 5

 

Will stood at the balcony when he gazed at the beautiful aquarium.A glittering yellow bulb above his head.A small gold fish swam happily inside the aquarium  surrounded by artificial trees,rocks and sun light making it look like a real habitat. Will poured some Hennessey into a wine glass and added some Macbeths pills before gulping.He suddenly felts his tendons relaxing.His head feeling light.He dashed into the bathroom after underessing,sliding the blue rubber  cotton at the bathroom entrance.He pressed the shower button and water gushed out like like heavy rain drops.The coolness of the water seemed to separate his soul from his spirit,it washed down the weight of thoughts on his chest.

After about 20 minutes,Will turned off the shower picking the white towel on the towel bar.He dried his moist skin and the memories of his last moments with Veronica flowed into his mind.

He remembered...

the movement of the white towel she used  will drying her skin,the way it brushed trough her perfect long white legs,when it circled round her hips and then dried her chest and back and finally her face.She looked like an Angel freshly made.

He noticed he had been standing still for almost five minutes,lost in deep thoughts.

Will walked into his room,a room having a bed like that of a king.Pillows were covered in white pillow classes and the bedspread was sky blue with a big image of a whale at its center.It had a TV  on and an Internet tenable PC on the a desk close to the window.From the window you could see the beauty of the city.The bright golden street lights making everywhere look like an honeycomb.The neon lights of  shops,bars and restaurants made the night look splendid .Rays of yellow and white lights of speeding vehicles and motorcycles illuminated the window concurrently, making Will shut the window and then the purple window curtain.He went to the dinning to eat up the food he ordered -The Samundari Khazana
(meaning “seafood treasure”) contains Devon crab,white truffle, Beluga caviar, gold leaf, a Scottish
lobster coated in gold, four abalones and four quail eggs.

The food caught his heart,he had never eaten any food tasting better.His mouth moved fast and the desire to have another bite seemed unending.

At the  Airport,Afghanistan Embassy.

"Mr will Stephenson, your airplane flies in twenty mimutes.Hope you've got your ticket ready?,and is there anything we can assist you with?" A pretty lady putting on a black suit on a white shirt with three golden stripe on the suits shoulders.She spoke English fluently but in an Afghanistan tone. Her purple lips made her smile magnificent and  her golden hair got fuller over her shoulders.

"No,there is nothing necessary for now" he said,shaking her hand and forcing a dimple as he smiled.He picked his luggage after it has been searched and walked directly to his terminal to sit.The window was made of transparent glass were you could see planes arriving and departing on  their runways with marshallers putting on neon safety jacket,earmuffs and marshaling wands–handheld illuminated beacons for directing them.Will looked around him to check if he was watched

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. He noticed a man reading The dailys as he sat down on one of the designated chairs for travellers with his legs crossed and wore a black one-buttoned suit and a white shirt on an Italian shoe,with a black Mexican hat covering his dark hair.

Will couldn't see his eyes trough the heavy coated dark spectacles which made his heart skip a bit.He folded his fingers and made them look like a fist as he tried pushing the fear out of him."Can I use the Urinary? "he asked the lady at the counter who was busy stamping a customer's ticket and afterwards handed it over to him with a smile saying" enjoy your flight sir".She pointed to  a door ahead and told him to turn left after opening."The first door is the male urinary" she said in a cool voice ,easing the tension in Will a bit."don't miss the door sir,if you don't want a lady trowing her pant at you" she said jokingly as she streched towards the other side of the  counter and  said in a voice almost like a whisper.Will forced an unintended laughter and walked hurriedly towards the toilet.He  went straight to the sink which had a mirror facing it and a hand drying machine , he dipped his hand into his trousers and used his fingers to search trough.He brought out a wrapped white substance and poured a bit  on his palm.He sniffed it fast and a sharp pain ran trough his brain and then down the spine then the sudden relieve came.He felt he had been thrown for some minutes into a tub filled with ice.He washed off the remnant and rinsed his hands then he kept them under the drier.

Will adjusted his coat,gazed at the mirror for some minutes and walked towards the door.He opened the knob and right there,stood the man he saw on the sit."We have to talk Will Stephenson".

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The man removed his spectacles,  he smiled ,moving his lips to the left but forming no dimple.He looked like  a white man in his 50's with beards covering his cheeks and chin,and from the sight of the  unbottened  part of his shirt and his hands he was very hairy .
"there is something I have to tell you urgently Will, you might have no idea of me or would be wondering where we have ever met,but you gatha get this clear,The moment your plane fly's up in that sky,you die!.The news would assume  it was a internal plane default, but I tell you its not.Someone is ready to go to any length on killing you right now,no matter the lives of others he wastes." he said solemnly to Will pointing a finger on Will's chest as he made his point.

"Am not gonna force you to believe me or trust me,am not a romantic or cajoling type.I just don't like wasting valuable assets,you could either choose to serve as the looser to someone's winning Polka or you go vice versa". The man said as he walked around the cubical room.

Will stood aghast, short of words.He knew things were getting out of hand and an helping hand might be a quiet prey-catcher.He was lost on the fence.Why would John suddenly want him to travel to Afghanistan when he could clear him off the book?,why should he believe this stranger?.Will pondered as he now held the both sides of the sink with his hands,bending his head."
 And sorry for giving no proper introduction,if you , we might know ourselves better.Here is my Card.Call me when you finally realise there is enough weeds among your wheat."The man said as he slipped the card into Wills pocket hollow and walked out,his apple cologne overshadowing the air-freshener.

Will paced back and forth and stared at his cell phone expecting a call.He had not received a single call from John that day and it was strange of him.John had been calling ever since Romero had been assassinated  but ever since the previous night,he hadn't.It had been announced that his plane would be leaving in 5 minutes and he could hear his ticket number annouced over the Airport Radio.

Will skin-pores secreted sweat faster than normal,occasionally he tried taking up the courage to leave the room and board the plane but ended up contemplating on the question "what if he is right?".
And then he finally opened the door...

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Will walked towards the Café opposite the airport and asked for a coffee with two lumps of sugar and milk while he watched that T.V on the distant wall showing the latest highlight on the Cricket championship played in Glasgow.Will had been a lover of cricket ever since childhood.He had a scar on his left knee cap which happened the moment he dived to a concrete floor to save a ball,when he was 12.and he was the captain of his Colledge cricket team for two years.He dreamt of playing for the national cricket team and also  to build his house in Scotland,precisely Glasgow but dream weren't horses.He watched how the players swerved their bats and his mind casted back to the cabin on the yatcht.The way he killed the famous indomitable and insurmountable Romero on his fancy blue yacht,before he met veronica.He didn't use a gun so as not create panic.He twisted the neck of his bodyguards one after the other until there was non left.Romero stood on the yacht veranda lost in his conversation on his telephone with   a business partner of which they spoke French all through.His voice volume increased and decreased momentarily, one could even assume he was angry and happy at the same time.That was Will's first mission for John and he promised to make it  spotless and non-traceable.Romero rolled his pyjamas sleeves as he talked and never turned back,his eyes was fixed on the foamy waves splashing on the yacht.The  Romero hanged up the call,muttered some words to himself and then turned sharply and then......

Will smatched his head with a metallic rod,he hit him so hard that he had the confidence that even an angel can't wake him up.Romero went straight down and in no time,the floor was covered in tonic-red  blood.
Will took a sip from his tea and it suddenly tasted like fresh blood to him.The tea immediately lost its vitality .
Everyone around him seemed to be busy with one thing or the other,not minding where they are or who is watching.The table opposite Will had three men contemplating on how to win their next casino bet and they deliberated on what to do in case they lost,while by the table at Will's front was an old man cuddling his hairy white Bichon-frise and tickling it momentarily  making it turn over happily.
"Sir is there any other request you want to make?" the waiter asked,cutting Will off his gazes.She was a ebony lady with a smooth skin like that of a newly minted gold bar.Her sparkling eyes caught his attention but not like the perfect urge he felt after seeing her cleavage when she bent to pick his cup of tea.The sight of two golden oranges tightly squeezed and puffed up.
"Sir you didn't....." She was saying,lifting his tea cup for him to see."No don't worry,I lost my appetite ",he said and smiled,keeping his eyes straight on her eyeballs.He watched her return to the bar-stand.

" Breaking news,Airways Afghanistan 101 just crashed over the Red sea killing 247  passengers!.The reason for this tragic event is expected to be known soon".

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Wills eyes widened,he couldn't believe his eyes neither could he believe his earss.He say tapping his fingers on the table,feeling a shiver run trough his spine.Be picked the card the old man gave him and gaze at its content. "Woodstock community vigilante,address.....,Phone number 00214211" ,the card read.Will had mixed feelings,what if this is all a set up?,what if he is the one chasing me,?,what if,?,what if?what if?"he kept asking himself severally,forcing sweat out of the pores in his forehead.He rubbed it off with a handkerchief.
"It's high time I called John,I am ain't understanding this any longer,I feel am running mad!" ,he whispered to himself  in a voice loud enough to be heard at close range.Be picked up his cell phone and was about dialing John's contact ."

"I wouldn't d that if I  were you" a voice from behind said and then the person pulled a chair opposite him and sat.crossing his legs and gazing at while  with his hands choked together.It was the same man he met at the toilet.