February 05, 2013

Raoul - 15

Earlier

It was Lyana's hand that restricted him to his seat. Lyana told him to leave the questioning till after the restaurant to avoid any other further unsavory moments. Raoul wanted to step out and take a walk, but he really doubted that on his coming back Masud would be sitting with Lyana. He did have a way of slithering away from situations that seemed unfavorable to him.

He sat impatiently, tapping his foot on the floor, waiting for Masud to finish with his regurgitation of food.  He found it difficult with Masud trying to form words while chomping on his food, as if the food choice that Masud had made was not been enough, he had to be a complete oaf about it too.

After what seemed to be agonizing 10 minutes of food - chewing by Masud, who was relishing a meal which he had not dreamed of having till the morning of the day, the food had been gobbled up by him. Raoul motioned for the bill ad paying with a haste he had rarely shown, paid for it and taking Masud from the elbow, dragged him out to the street.

The noise of the street hit them with a violence, drowning out their words, so that Raoul had to speak at a pitch he was not comfortable with. He shouted to Masud to answer as to whom had he lent the car that day.

Masud opened and shut his mouth in rapid succession without any sound escaping his lips. Raoul glared at him, repeating his question and hardening his hold on Masud's elbow, afraid that he would sprint away at the slightest chance. Masud told Raoul that he would take him to meet the 'boys' who had taken the car, but he would need some time to find out about their whereabouts.

Masud said that he would meet Raoul later in the day, all the while wishing that Raoul would agree. The fear was so strong, that Raoul could smell it off him. He knew, if he let Masud go once, it would be very difficult to catch hold of him again. Taking a quick decision, he asked Lyana to return home and told Masud, "Tell you what, I'll accompany you, let's find these 'boys' together. Should save you a lot of trouble. Two heads are always better than one."

Masud's shoulders slumped; he realized there was no escape from Raoul now. He mumbled his agreement and started to shuffle from one foot to the other, wishing he had been some-where else earlier.


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