A Year In Paris

AYIP- SIX

"If you look for the bad in people expecting to find it, you surely will."

-Abraham Lincoln

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C H A P T E R S I X

"So she stays in this apartment?"Hammad inquired glancing at his wristwatch now and then. The receptionist gave him a slight nod, to which he hummed in response and added. "What's her name? And where is she from? Any idea?"

With shaky lips, the receptionist was able to open her mouth and answer him. "I'm not aware of that information sir. As this is no hotel."

Hammad furrowed his brows at her and she was quick to rephrase what she just said.

"I mean I don't know about any of her personal information."

Hammad gave a slight nod. "You ain't aware of her name? Isn't that a bit weird?"

She gulped. She doesn't want to lose her job. Not anytime soon. She prayed for all her life to get a job and leaking out personal information about tenants is against the rule.

"She didn't pay up with her name."She replied, curtly.

"See, she is clean let's go Ahbeg."that was Fahad who was trying to drag Hammad away.

"Clean my foot! She checked in using a different name, and you think she is clean."

"Do you think you're some kind of a celebrity that a girl will pop out of nowhere and start going after you, pfft my friend think straight!"Fahad reasoned.

"What if my uncle sent her to harm me, I don't trust him."

"You don't trust anyone Hammad, not even yourself. Not everyone is as bad as you think."Fahad raised his voice a little. This isn't the first time he is saying this to Hammad, but he doesn't get it at all.

"If you were in my shoes, you would've done the same."That was his only reply before heading to the exit.

You've your family with you, Hammad. Fahad thought with a weak smile before following suit.

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Sighs!

Hammad rubbed his forehead lightly with his right hand. He has been in a meeting since morning and it's not over. The board members are to make a decision that seems to be taking forever and he just wants to go home and have some rest, the conference room is suffocating him somehow.

He looked up at the huge clock placed on the wall and felt the urge to roll his eyes. If he has the chance he wouldn't mind changing all his employees and recruiting new ones, he is tired of the bunch of dummies sitting in front of him.

"Bryan I completely agree with you. If we settle all the pending projects we have then we can come up with great ideas to advertise the new design, isn't it Mr. Hammad?"

Hammad cleared his throat. "I disagree with that Mr. Bryan and Mr. Cole."His voice was hard. They stared at him with a confused faces. "The pending projects we have I'm very well aware of them, and they're very important to us we have to go through them slowly and not rush over them. I believe that the advertisement for the new design can wait..."