DISTRICT II: How does the bird sing? (District Series #2)

CHAPTER 15 - TO THE NORTH

CHAPTER 15

TO THE NORTH

Unlike what they expected, they were welcomed by a scorching heat in Morocco. As if they're all naked from being forced to not bring any weapons since they'll be travelling as a tourist and not protected by the State.

Eitan removed his glasses and put it on Phillie who is busy looking around at the foreign country. They spent almost half of the flight arguing on why Phillie came with them but since they're on their way to Morocco, there's no turning back.

"It's hot." It was the first thing that came out of Viktor's mouth.

"Damn it is." Ches said as he removed his jacket.

All of a sudden, a van stopped in front of them. Lahat sila ay tiningnan iyon at nang bumaba ang bintana ay sinalubong sila ng nakangising si Stanley na nakasuot ng pang turista na sumbrero at salamin.

"'ahlaan bik!" Stan grinned.

Welcome.

"We need to talk." Eitan hissed at Stan as Kozma and Ches get in the van.

Phillie smiled at Stan. "Thanks for the ticket, Uncle Stan."

"I'd prefer you here with us than..anywhere." Stan said, obviously referring to something.

Phillie just smiled as she jumped inside the van.

Sa loob ng sasakyan ay tahimik lang sila habang si Phillie naman ay abala sa pagkuha ng litrato sa mga nadadaanan nila/

Stan glanced at his rearview mirror and looked at Viktor who snub him.

"I didn't expect you to side with us." Stan chuckled.

Viktor didn't looked at him. "You're old and you're still part of this?"

"I'm just 31!" Stan exclaimed.

Kozma leaned towards the front seat. "Stan, where are we staying?"

"Casablanca." Stan said. "We have a temporary safe place there I got from a friend. We also confirmed that Ivan and his colleagues will stay at a hotel near Ain Borja. That's all I know for now."

"Though we have simple information, that's enough to get us deeper." Kozma nodded.

Morocco is a beautiful country with almost half of it is considered a cultural heritage of the world. The vintage interior designs of most just show how traditional this country is. The monarchy government in Morocco only has the Prime Minister as the President of the country.

Mostly, family dynasties run the country.

They arrived at a small apartment building in Casablanca. Bitbit ang kanilang mga bag ay bumaba sila kasabay ni Stan pagkatapos mai-park ang sasakyan niya.

"Aeedah!" Stan was welcomed by a Muslim man.

Lahat sila ay tahimik lang na tumayo sa gilid.

The Muslim man embraced Stan lightly as if they're long time friends and after that Stan gestured at them on the side.

The Muslim, Aeedah smiled at them. His body is the usual covered one.

Aeedah gently bowed that made all of them bow as well. "Welcome to Morocco, gentlemen."

"Thank you." Eitan murmured.

"The place you'll be staying is a public apartment, I believe it's perfect for a 5 group of travelling people. Now, shall we check your apartment?" Aeedah asked, smilling.