Mr Rakir turned out to be an agreeable person after all.
Just a cautious businessperson who liked to know the nitty-gritty of what he was getting into before he took a step.
He was also very traditional in his approach to business and believed his gut could never be wrong about someone.
Business statistics aside, the man trusted his guts when dealing with someone.
Reyona was very relieved that the oil magnate's guts agreed with her.
She only wished her own guts would be calm enough to allow her to finish her meeting in peace.
But, nope, she started feeling the need to ease herself in the middle of discussing the crucial details with the man.
Though she had used the restroom before leaving the office, it felt like she had a gallon of water in there ready to rush out anytime soon.
She swore beneath her breath as she firmly held it in to complete what she was saying.
After that, she told Samantha to take over, quickly excused herself from the table, and headed to the restroom.
Her eyes somehow caught a movement as she passed the side where Mr. Rakir and his assistant sat facing Samantha.
She realised that while they had both been focused on what she had been saying all along, the capable assistant's hand had been busy.
On Mr. Rakir's lap.
Oh.
"Not your problem" she quickly reminded herself as she hurried off towards the direction where the toilet indicator pointed.
The restaurant had an open floor plan, and it was easy for Reyona to find the restroom.
She entered the restroom just as one woman smiled in greeting as she came out of one of the stalls.
Reyona rushed into one of the stalls and sighed in relief as her bladder emptied.
She couldn't hear any sounds from any of the other stalls and assumed she was the only one in the restroom.
"Well, all the better," she thought as the pee went on and on.
She was sure she had not had that much fluid that day.
She wondered briefly if she was coming down with something as she thought back about how long she had been having this pressing need to pee.
'Let's not forget the tiredness too", she thought ruefully as her body calmed.
She heard the sound of the main door of the restroom opening.
The door closed as Reyona cleaned herself.
"I need to go do a test or something" she thought as she came out of the stall and realised that the person who had entered was not a customer there to pee.
It was a cleaner.
Though the restroom looked squeaky clean to her, she guessed routine cleaning, no matter what kept it looking that way.
"Hi," she greeted the lady pleasantly as the latter came out of one of the stalls with a scrub and a mop.
"Hi," the lady answered curtly before turning away.
All Reyona caught was a bit of what seemed like a gaunt face.
The lady had a face cap on with the beak covering her forehead and her ginger hair was covering the sides of her face.
Her leather jacket looked like they had seen better days and the jeans didn't look any better either.
Reyona couldn't see the typical cleaning shoes that most cleaners have on while working on the lady too.
She just had crocks on.
Crocks?
She also had no gloves on.
What self-respecting cleaner wouldn't have gloves on while cleaning a place like this?
Reyona shook her head internally at the ways she observed the littlest details at times.
The poor lady was probably just trying to get her job done with what was available and here she was already profiling her.
The lady moved to the stall where Reyona had just come out from, which was directly behind where Reyona was washing her hands on the sink.
She needed to join her guests soon before they thought…
"So it is not enough that you took my man. Now you whore your way into my brother's bed and think you can take my babies too?"
Reyona's blood chilled as she heard the most malevolent tone that had ever been directed at anyone.
Thinking the lady was on call or something, she raised her head in confusion and her heart thumped as she looked in the mirror.
The lady was standing behind her with a murderous glare.
"Excuse me?" Reyona exclaimed in surprise as she swung around to face the woman.
"You are…excused!" The woman said as she jabbed the handle of the mop in her hand vehemently into Reyona's stomach, that she got slammed back against the sink.
Reyona's eyes smarted as her vision greyed for a moment.
She couldn't handle the excruciating pain in her stomach as she slid down to the floor.
The woman removed the cap on her head as she sneered. "Remember me, bitch? Yeah, you better remember. You have been fucking my life up for a while now!"
Reyona hoped she really wouldn't black out left alone with this insane woman.
She tried to breathe past the pain that seemed to have exploded through every part of her limbs.
Her stomach was on fire, and she just knew she couldn't let the darkness take her.
Not when she was alone with the gaunt-faced, crazed-eyed bitch that she finally recognised under all that ginger mess.
Her ex-husband's once-blond, home-wrecking mistress whose children she was currently taking care of had gone mad enough to attack her in a public restroom.
Just perfect.
Breathe.
Just breathe.
"What are…"
Reyona was interrupted as Susan's head swerved towards the direction of the door.
Reyona was a bit relieved when she heard two women coming towards the restroom as they chatted.
This bitch was going to have a lot of explanations to make.
She just needed to get her breath back enough to get off the floor.
Maybe the women could…
"Ugh. Plumbing problems, stay off? I swear I am going to use the men's"
"Hey, don't you…"
Reyona realised they were moving away and opened her mouth to call out to them.
All she could manage was a squeak as the wrecking ball jumped on her, causing Reyona to hit her head against the wall in the process.
Damn! It hurt like hell.
Reyona clawed at the hand that covered her mouth while the other was trying to press her neck.
She used all her strength to dig into any exposed flesh of her assailant.
Susan swore "Bitch!" Before she finally snatched her hands back while still trying to get atop Reyona.
It was at that moment that Reyona knew she might die in a restaurant toilet a few minutes away from clinching a new deal.
The body on hers was bony, yet the lethal intent of the owner gave it immense strength.
"Get the hell off me!" Reyona managed to grunt as she put all the waning strength she could muster into pushing her away.
Susan stumbled towards the mop and reached for it as she said" I am going to end your miserable life once and for all. You have done enough damage, snotty bitch. If you are not useful, then go to hell!"
Reyona scrambled to her feet as Susan tried to break the mop stick into two.
To buy herself time, she said "You are going to regret this. The KDLEA are still looking for you. They will get... you good for this. Your kids are asking of you." She was standing upright now, though she was still weaving.
She slightly shook her ringing head as she breathed through the stabbing pain in her stomach. "Your… your brother is looking for you. He will be very… mad at you if he knows this is what you are doing instead of coming home to your…your kids"
It seemed her legs were not going to fold on her after all.
"You keep my babies out of your whore mouth! My brother?" Susan laughed horribly as she finally broke the mop into two.
She threw the head away as she held the other jagged half like a javelin.
"He is my fucking half-brother, you moron! I see he doesn't tell his precious wife everything. Do you think he doesn't know where I am? How do you think I got here?"