The Revenge Note

Chap 8 Flashbacks

It's alright Mah Laaj. You are in safe hands now. Don't worry. Minhaaj patted her long silky hair and was assuring her with words. Mah Laaj lost consciousness and wasn't able to see the face of the man who saved her.

Ali and Umar captured Shakir and took him away in the car.

Minhaaj took her in his hands in a bridal way and walked towards the car. With each step, he felt as if someone had taken his heart in his hands and was holding it in his fist tightly. What if he was late and couldn't able to save her?

He put Mah Laaj down in the backseat and took her to his secret house where his squad was waiting for his next order.

In 10 minutes they reached that house. He put Mah Laaj on his bed and called Arzu to give her first aid.

He went out to give further orders about Shakir.

Take him to the dungeon and torture him until he speaks up the name of who is his leader. Don't kill him, but let him taste what death is. Dismiss now. Minhaaj asserted in a professional way.

Ali and Umar saluted and took that Shakir guy to the dungeon.

Saad was sitting in like a soulless person.

Minhaaj observed him for like two minutes then walked towards him with a smile.

He grabbed the first aid box from the side table and put the ointment in his wound that was left behind by the gun.

He whinced a lil but held his pain.
While putting the ointment Minhaaj could see, he was shocked and all the scenarios would be roaming around in his mind. So to break the chain of his thoughts, he spoke up.

Don't think too much. It's your first official job and it must be hard for you to be under someone else's gun. You will get used to it. Don't worry. And next time leave these lockets here. Always remember that you have swear to give your life to this country. So forget about thinking that you will die anonymously or not. And how many days have left till you die. If you put in mind that all you are doing this to protect your country, then you won't repeat this mistake again. Go! Sleep in my room.

Minhaaj patted his shoulder lightly and walked towards the back door.

He was trekking down the stairs to the dungeon when he heard Shakir shrieks.

He stepped inside that room with a straight face.

Ali and Umar were giving him the taste of his own medicine.

Blood was dripping from his mouth, near his eyes and from his nose too. They stopped when they saw Minhaaj entering the room.

Shakir's hands were tied behind his back with a metal rod and his feet were tied with the chair.

So Shakir Sahab, do you like our hospitality? I specifically gave them order to give you the proper treatment. Minhaaj asked with cocked up brows while Ali and Umar were trying to suppress their laughter
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Do whatever you want? I won't give you the name. Shakir uttered while gasping.

Shakir Sahab I haven't started my hospitality yet and you are being cocky here. Minhaaj spewed out and punched him on his face.

When the fist of Minhaaj touched his face, he felt like his world turned black. His three teeth fell out of his mouth. And the chair he was tied with fell along with him.

Umar and Ali put the chair back to its place with Shakir.

From these filthy hands you must have touched those innocent souls, right. Bring the cutter. Minhaaj roared like a tiger and Ali gave him the cutter.