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A series of murders sweeping through the country. There's no link between them, the police have given up finding the root for it.
Sultan Ibrahim tasks his carefree and unmotivated son to solve the case...
Regardless of what he felt, the files couldn't be ignored. The next day over breakfast, he mentioned them to Hudhaifah and Ghalib.
"A list of names and dates?" Hudhaifah had a curious expression on his face.
"Yes! There's nothing else on it. At all. No instructions. Not even another letter!" Suhayl almost pouted.
Ghalib looked disturbed. "Please don't do... that... how old are you?"
"Three!" The prince replied proudly, brandishing three fingers.
Ghalib facepalmed. "This is the future of our country..."
"Did you notice any connection between them?" Hudhaifah, the only sane man amidst them, asked.
Suhayl scratched his light beard thoughtfully. "No. The dates were all within the past year. Just a bit more than that. Shall I just show them to you? Maybe you'll pick out something I missed."
Hudhaifah nodded. "Not now though. In Sha Allah, at a later time."
"Maybe they are a list of suitable brides for you," Ghalib suggested.
"Err... I'm quite sure many names on it were male. Unless my father decided to take a completely different outlook to my absence from the meetings..."
Ghalib gave him an unamused look. "How do these words leave your mouth?"
Suhayl shrugged, unconcerned.
"Children, please." Hudhaifah sighed.
After the breakfast, the three friends separated to their own destinations. Hudhaifah worked in the Ministry of Finance while Ghalib was one of the youngest Generals.
The prince was only one among the trio still in education as the syllabus he covered were far more in depth and extensive than the specialised ones his friends covered. Today his first obligation was a lesson in history covering wars, lineage and inter-tribal relationships, followed by Tafseer(1) and Usool-e-Tafseer(2), then a lively discussion with some of the scholars on politics and the religious stance on it. Zuhr salah preceded a short lunch, swordsmanship and horse-riding sessions followed that until Maghrib.
