Chapter Thirty Six

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Nabeel received a call and immediately stepped out. By the time Umaimah finished changing, she looked around for him, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Shrugging, she went back inside the building to enjoy her time.

Meanwhile, Nabeel drove to the location where he was holding Bello captive when Zizi’s call came through.

“Did you hear that Asad’s mother is missing? Any idea where she could be?”

“No, Zizi, I hadn’t heard the news,” he replied, his voice tight. “I’m in the middle of something. I’ll call you back later.”

He hanged up and focused on the road, Umaimah had to lie that her dress got stained that's why she changed it.

Russia.

"What the actual fuck?" Asad shrieked, he's seconds to having a trauma attack. "What do you mean all the barrels were stolen?"

The barrels were brought yesterday from the factory and locked up here. Today, he came to monitor the shipping till all the barrels were safely tucked onto the sea only to see nothing, not even a dust!

"We came in here and saw nothing too sir, I'm afraid it was stolen."

Asad cleared the sweat that was forming on his forehead. "Where are the guards that were on duty yesterday?"

"All of them have been hospitalized because they were given quite a beating that some of their bones were broken."

"Shit! Fuck! Fuck!" He hit his hand against the wall. They used up all of their savings and then the prince's money, No. They have to find the thief.

"Cctv footage?" He asked.

"Sir, there's no camera's installed around this area. "

Asad stormed out of the place to his car, what should he do? He dialled Alh. Yabo's number. But he didn't pick up.

Asma's call came through. He didn't want to pick it up but he did.

"Asma, Whatever it is let's talk later okay? I'm in a fit currently." He wanted to hang up but then.

"Hajiya is missing." She blurted on the line. " I haven't found her since yesterday. I thought she was going to come back home late till i slept off but I didn't see her and now after waking up, she's still not home and her line is not going through. "

"What do you mean she's Missing? Hajiya is not a child just wait for her. She'll come home in a bit."

He hanged up and drove back to the hotel. He stormed to his Father's room, they were together with Antonio—the guy that's overseeing the drug processing.

“Good thing, You're here Asad. Mr. Antonio just found us someone who wants to buy thirty barrels at once.” Baba announced, happiness etched on his face.

“Baba,” He called him out of his reverie. “ The barrels have been stolen, Every single one of them.”

Baba stared at him for a while probably waiting for the laugh that will follow, The one that will prove Asad was just joking but it never came.

“What do you mean?” He asked seriousness laced in his tone.

“Everything has been bloody stolen and there's no chance of catching the culprit because we can't even report it to the police.” Asad groaned in annoyance. "The guards were beaten up badly, A couple of men barged in, beat them up before they loaded everything in a trailer and drove off."

Baba looked at him again. “Weren't you supposed to oversee everything. I used up my entire life savings, what do you mean loaded in a trailer?” He raised his voice.

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