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Hamad walked through the busy street with a steady pace. The events of today lingering in his mind.
All that happened was definitely not supposed to happen.
He suspected it being the doings of the organization they work against. He took a sharp turn down a narrow alley away from the city lights.
He entered an old wooden door revealing flights of steps.
Quickly strode downwards to face a metallic door with a rusted password system on the side. One might mistake it to not work and head back but Hamad knew better.
He pressed the code opening the door to allow him inside.
Inside he saw a man tall and muscular with arms folded, wearing black clothes. The man noticed him and gave a slight nod.
The inside of this place was well maintained unlike the outside.
The walls were a bright grey metallic shade and the floor perfectly tiled.
A passageway leading to several different rooms each having the required necessities.
Hamad proceeded towards the chairman's office.
The place was filled with several black clothed men and women each minding their own business not sparing a glance at anyone or anything.
All of them had a symbol of a bird on their outfits.
A raven;
It symbolizes wisdom, affection, healing, longevity and death.
Everything we stand for.
The chairman's voice from the first time he visited this place echoed in Hamad's mind.
With several turns he reached where he planned to.
He knocked the door and received permission to enter.
Inside the room was an old man in his sixties sitting on his chair behind his desk.
"Ah- Hamad, what a present surprise" the man spoke, his eyes gleaming.
Hamad shook his head as he took a seat Infront of the chairman.
"Something is worrying you, I see" The man continued.
Hamad took a deep breath and narrated the events of this morning as he found them quite bothersome.
"they are targeting her aren't they" his voice much more serious now.
"I believe they are" Hamad nodded.
"I think it's time you get a new assignment. We'll replace the old one don't worry about it, Vanessa can handle that." The chairman said.
Hamad opened his mouth to protest but before he could say anything the chairman spoke again, "There is no point arguing, I know how much you disliked your last assignment"
Hamad knew that too; he didn't dislike it, he hated it.
But no matter how much he hated it he's never left a task incomplete.
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Dark Alleys
Romance"Safiyyah, it's safiyyah my name" I tell him. He turns to look at me, his warm brown eyes meet mine. He nods as if to acknowledge, "Hamad". " I know" I smile. "You do?" his brows join. "It's been quite a while Hamad Abbas" I say. ********* "They...
