Chapter 3: 005

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*It has been some weeks since Radhe's call.*

Atif was walking through the streets. Relaxing from all the work.

Then he saw how three men were going into an abandoned factory. It were the same who attacked Steve and Caroline back then.

Atif < Three guys who disturbed my friend and his girlfriend and an old factory. Some things never change. >

As he looked at the factory, he remembered the time when he and Radhe worked together to save Shiza from the kidnappers.

Atif < The bad guys are here. There is an old factory. It's Action time."

He followed them into the building.

It was an old car factory.

Atif hid behind a machine wrack.

Fifteen men gathered at the middle of the factory.

"You three. Any information's about the dealer?"

One of them answered: "No, we can't find him anywhere."

"He owes us one thousand euro. Damn it. Where is he?"

Suddenly all the gangsters got shot and fell to the ground.

Atif < That now. A snipper with a suppressor. Who could have done that? The police? No. >

Nine people, clothed with bullet proof wests came down.

"We got them. Look for survivors. There might be someone else."

Atif < Shit. If they get me, I will be in trouble. I need to get out of here. >

He found a piece of cloth next to him and covered his face with it.

Atif sneaked out of the factory and got to the alley behind the building.

Atif: "Looks like I got away."

"Don't move."

Atif < Damn it who is that now? >

Atif turned around and saw a youngster in a black suit.

Atif: "And I thought you would be an officer."

"I actually am an officer."

He ran towards Atif. Both began to fight.

He was extremely skilled. Atif had certain problems fighting him.

Atif < Damn it. He is good. I can't afford to hold back. >

Atif grabbed him at his neck and throw him against a wall with full strength.

He hurt his back and fell to the ground.

"Who are you? How could a drug dealer be this strong?"

Atif: "Heyy. I'm not a drug dealer at all. I don't even belong to them."

"You don't? Then why are you here?"

Atif: "It is not necessary now."

"Who are you?"

Atif grabbed the piece of clothes and took it of his face.

Then he put his hand forward to help him up.

Atif: "By the way what's your name?"

"005."

Atif: "Is that even a name?"

005: "Yeah. I will check your profile in the register later and if I find something fishy, I will come for you. You can go for now."

Atif: "Don't worry you won't find anything. At least not here"

Atif walked away.

005 < Although he beat me without sparing me, he don't seem like a bad guy. I wonder what made him that strong. >

Atif: "You are surely asking yourself how I got that strong, right?"

005 < How does he? >

Atif: "It is a long story for a small talk."

005: "Honestly what is he?"

Atif got to a park and sat down at the bench.

Atif: "Thank god I didn't get in trouble with the police. I had enough of it in the past."

Suddenly he got a notification on his phone.

It was from the class's What's App group.

"School trip. House of music. Monday. 8.p.m. Everyone has to arrive on their own."

Atif < School trip. So not in the mood. Wait. That means I can spend more time with Shraddha besides in the lab. Yes!! David won't come since he hates school trips. Perfect opportunity! >

Atif stood.

He looked up to the sky.

Atif: "Wish me luck. Shiza"

Next Chapter "The trip"

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