The Search For Mr. Louis Bailey
“We have called Denise house, his security man said he came around, changed his wears, picked his belongings and left.”
“Left for where, please?”
Mrs. Nichole Bailey asked amidst tears.
“Mom, calm down, please.”
Julie, who was just hearing that Freya had contacted Denise, staff members advised. Mr. Arthur Bailey looked at his distressed daughters and lover with empathy and advised as he stood up.
“It had been a hectic day for all of you. I think you all should rest. Phil, please come.”
Mrs. Nichole Bailey anxiously inquired.
“Where are you going?”
He gave her a perfunctory response.
“To look for our son.”
He walked to his study while Phil followed him. When they took their seats, Mr. Arthur Bailey gave Dr. Quain a call. He was suspecting that Louis could have been involved in an accident, and the shock made his phone to fall off his hand. When the call connected, the doctor greeted.
“Hello boss. Good to hear from you.”
“Dr. Quain, is there anything I need to know about my son, Louis?”
The doctor vacillated between giving Mr. Arthur Bailey information about his son which his profession demands that he should keep secret, or dismiss him with a flimsy excuse.
“Not really boss.”
Mr. Arthur Bailey pressured.
“When last did you speak with him?”
“Today, when I wanted to communicate with him, my phone fell off. I called him back, but his phone was off.”
“I see. Thank you, doctor.”
“You are welcome, boss.”
Mr. Arthur Bailey gave Mr. Phil Anderson a searching look and asked.
“Do you think he returned to Egypt?”
Mr. Phil Anderson who had been attempting to get across to Mr. Louis Bailey on his phone while Mr. Arthur Bailey was speaking with Dr. Quain looked up from his phone and said.
“It may not be impossible. May be and emergency came up, and he left at once.”
“You may be right. Call the airport and request for their manifest.”
“All right father.”
At the Parlor.
After Mr. Arthur Bailey and Mr. Phil Anderson left for the study, Mrs. Nichole Bailey inquired from Freya and Julie.
Did you call his house? “
“No.”
Freya replied.
“Why? What if he had gone home?”
“We were considering that from the time he left the registry and the time we noticed his disappearance, he wouldn't have gotten to Sevenoaks.”
Julie intercepted.
“What will make him return to Sevenoaks without informing anyone?”
“This is not the time for blame. Let's call his house.”
Mrs. Nichole Bailey advised. Freya called Mr. Louis Bailey's janitor, Fred, and he picked at once.
“Hello, Mrs. Anderson.”
“Hello, Fred. Have you seen your boss today?”
“Oh! No, Mrs. Anderson. Have you forgotten that he travelled to Cairo?”
“Oh! I just remembered. Thank you.”
“Don't mention.”
Freya cut the call and looked at Julie and her mother, who had been following her discussion. They looked helpless. Just then, Daniel Anderson, who had woken up from sleep, walked to the parlor by himself. Mrs. Bailey called out his name the moment he saw him.
“Daniel. You are up. Come.”
Daniel walked up to her and rested his head on her laps after he greeted before he inquired.
“Grandma, are we not going for the marriage ceremony again?”
They and chuckled and Mrs. Nichole Bailey informed him.
“The ceremony is over. It was over when you were sleeping.”
The aghast Daniel Anderson raised his head from his grandmother's laps, looked at everyone, and asked.
“When was I the Page Boy? I did not write on any wedding page.”
The grandmother encouraged him as she made him to sit beside her and informed him.
“You don't need to write anything on any page. You only bear the wedding rings, which you have done.”
Daniel felt better. Mrs. Nichole Bailey looked at Freya and requested.
“Shall we leave? He must be hungry by now.”
“All right Mom.”
They stood up and began to walk to the door when Mr. Arthur Bailey's voice halted them.
“Louis had gone back to Cairo. We will reach him when he disembarks.”
They were a bit relieved. At least he was not missing nor in danger. Mrs. Nichole Bailey was satisfied with the information. She looked on as Julie and Freya asked questions
“How did you find out, father?”
“We called the airport for the manifest.”
“What time did he leave?”
Mr. Phil Anderson, who was standing beside Mr. Arthur Bailey, answered.
“Two o'clock flight.”
“Oh! There must be an emergency that made him to leave abruptly.”
Julie pointed out. Mrs. Nichole Bailey advised.
“Let's go. We will worry about that later.”
Mr. Arthur Bailey was not done annoying Mrs. Nichole Bailey for the day. He announced.
“Freya, we are coming over for dinner. Assist your Mom to prepare for us.”
Freya, who had just recovered from a shock as a result of the news about the missing Louis, was elated.
“That would be great, father.”
It was a few minutes to six pm. Mr. Phil Anderson drove his wife to her mother's apartment, while Daniel and Mrs. Bailey followed from behind. Soon, they got to their destination. The janitor had gone far in the preparation of the dinning. He had to adjust immediately to accommodate the additional people.
Mr. Bailey and Freya arrived after minutes and waited while Mrs. Nichole Bailey and Freya were in the kitchen making sure that the dinner was seamless.
'I have had the satisfaction of being with her throughout today. I will sleep peacefully this night.'
Mr. Bailey thought as he watched them set the table. When they were done, Freya announced.
“Dinner is ready father, hubby and Julie, please come over.”
They walked to the dining table. One problem that they will encounter is the sitting position. How will he sit beside her?"
Mrs. Bailey watched them take their seats on the dining table with six chairs, and waited for them to be seated before she would take her seat. Mr. Bailey took his seat where his late brother and Mrs. Nichole Bailey's husband, Mr. Williams Bailey, used to sit when he was living – at the head of the dinning table. Julie and Freya knew where they usually sat when they were younger, they sat on their respective seats opposite each other, leaving the two seats beside their father empty. Mr. Phil Anderson, who must sit beside his wife, sat at the other end of the dinning table while his wife sat by his left hand carrying Daniel on his lap. Mrs. Nichole Bailey, who did not want to sit by Mr. Arthur Bailey's left-hand side, quickly ordered.
“Daniel, go and sit beside Julie."
Mr. Anderson put Daniel down to enable him to walk to the empty seat in between Julie and Mr. Bailey. But Mr. Bailey was smarter. He quickly announced.
“Oh! Daniel, I feel you should sit beside your Mom. I will assist her in feeding you. Okay.”
“Yes, grandfather.”
Daniel responded and made a turn back to the seat beside his mom and on Mr. Bailey's right. The only seat left was the one by his left, which was where she usually sat when her late husband was alive. She tried to pull another string.
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