The Spectaculars

The Spectaculars

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Talha and I knocked on the door and stepped inside. Officer Samad's eyes widened as he caught our sight. He closed his file and got up from his chair, greeted the both of us. "There is a case for the two of you" he paused. Talha and I shared a confronted look. He raised his eyes in disgust. "We?" I rolled my eyes in annoyance. "Together?" "I want the best of my people to go there and it's the two of you I have chosen. I know it's hard and dangerous and the two of you don't get along well but its important.." We couldn't gather the courage to refuse Officer Samad but our eyes said it all. Though he refused to acknowledge it and despite the fact that we won't work together he continued. "Few smugglings have taken place in that particular building. I want the two of you to play husband and wife, a new happily married couple who buys themselves a flat and live with love and respect." Our brows crouched up. "Three months would be enough, as the building has 24 apartments it would give you enough time to know which of your neighbour is the smuggler. After you're done finding the smuggler, contact us so we can raid the area." He finished and hoped for the two of us to nod, we didn't.
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"Get out," I said in a firm voice, but it shook a bit at the end. The muscles in his jaw tensed when I said that. Instead of getting out, he closed the door and started taking calculative predatory steps toward me. His eyes moved all over my length. My heart started to drum fast. It made me take a step back until my back was flat against the wall. "I said get out," I repeated, trying to sound firm when he was only a step away from me. He stood in front of me with his hands in his pants pocket. "Last time I checked, I still own this place," he said arrogantly in his deep voice, which made me want to sink into the wall. He stood in front of me. "But it's my workplace," I breathed out when he cut an inch of distance between us. His body was not touching me, but my body still twitched as if his calloused hands were moving all over me. I lowered my eyes and took a deep breath to calm myself, but my heartbeat raised when I heard steps coming towards us. "Someone is coming. Go from here," I found myself pleading. The steps became louder as if the person were just a few steps away from opening the door. I don't want rumours to be spread here. An evil smile formed on the corner of his lips looking at the distress on my face. "I'm not afraid to be seen with my wife," he said in his deep, low voice, sending shivers down my spine. My eyes snapped towards him in anger. I know he was doing this on purpose because no one here knows we are married. Why is he breaking the deal?

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