THE HEIRS

prologue

"Yaya, no!".

"It's me they want Khalid".

"I can't leave without you Hussam".

"You will. Look Khalid we don't have time for th-".

"STEP OUT!", one of the men in black shouted kicking the car door and cutting him off.

"WE WILL SHOOT".

Hussam Saraki and his brother were coming back from one of the numerous business events they were constantly invited to and just before they reach their area, they were circled by men in black.

They panicked, at first thinking they are bandits but they are worst they are Salman Abdul-Samad's men.

"I will step out and the moment I do drive away as quick as you can, I alone got myself involved with him so I alone will face him, get yourself out of here and go straight home", the elder one out of the Saraki brothers said looking into the other's eyes that were filled with clear uncertainty.

 Hussam roughly went out of the car, holding his hands up in surrender.

"KHALID NOW", he shouted when he saw that Khalid was not making any attempts to leave the scene. 

The man that was talking or rather shouting earlier came forward and kicked him behind his knees making him unwillingly go down into a kneeling position.

He grunt in pain, resting his face on the ground, he turned his face to the side and watch as Khalid drive away with an alarming speed. He closed his eyes silently praying to God to take his brother back home safely.

His prayers were not answered because Khalid never got home.

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"so you don't have my money".

"Salman please, please give me a little more time-".

Salman's laughter was so loud and evil that it make Hussam flinch in fear.

"Don't even start that with me. I am not giving you more time since you failed to make it on the deadline, let's discuss the consequences".

"Am afraid that's not possible", Hussam quickly said avoiding the topic.

"Am afraid it is. After all, you promised I thought you are a man of your words we even have it written. If you fail to pay back my money by this date you will give her hand in marriage".

"I know Salman but please add me a little more time, I promise to--"

"I don't want to hear any more of your fake promises. I will send you off home to prepare for the wedding and think twice before you try anything funny you know I won't hesitate to make you pay", he warned in a low tone that sends chills down Hussam's spine he bent down and came so close that their noses were touching he looks into his eyes,

" and am sure you know what I mean by PAY".