''Is the tool ready?'' Antonio asked, his hands tapping the table in a gentle fashion.''Yes,'' Kateb answered, rising to his feet.Turning to the left, he walked to the extreme where a suitcase lay on a square glass table.Retrieving the black suitcase, Kateb got back to the round table, passing the item to his boss.Antonio received the suitcase and allowed the scan to read his fingerprint.Afterwards, Antonio input a passcode on the button of the suitcase and with a slight creak, the suitcase slid open, revealing the item inside.At first glance, one would mistake the item for the lifeless head of a person, but after careful observation, it wouldn't take a hard guess to understand what it is.A mask!Antonio grabbed the mask, feeling the human-like texture, and the intricate designs woven inside it.The mask served one purpose, and that was to replicate a particular face that was woven on it during its production.It stood as one of the latest technologies, but the materials neede
After the meeting with his men ended, Antonio retired to his room, taking a hot bath to ease off the stress.Wrapped in a white towel, revealing his shredded physique, Antonio worked the conditioner in his hands along his hair, as he shot a glance at himself in the mirror.Beep!His phone beeped and seeing the name that popped up on the screen, he patted his hands with a brown towel, retrieving his phone.''Sup Elvie,'' He muttered, sinking into the large white bed in the bedroom.''Baby… how's the sun treating you, should I come over?'' Elvie's flirting voice resounded from the phone.''Elvie what's the matter?': Antonio asked, ignoring her antics.''Hmph, you're so boring.'' She grumbled, smacking her lips.After a brief exchange of breaths, Elvie hummed before getting into a serious tone.''So far I haven't found anything important… however, something is interesting here,'' Elvie uttered.''Both the Maya retards and the grumpy bastards both received a similar document on the same d
Ten men clad in black, covert uniforms with masks made from the same fabric moved through the shadows.The captain who led the operation moved to the front line, communicating with the others through hand signals.Soon, they neared a big military camp riddled with a myriad of large tents that sheltered the military troops of King Khaled.''Officer 33, take your four o'clock,'' the captain ordered through the receiver in his hand.''Copy that,'' A feminine voice answered, moving in her assigned direction.The captain further gave a few commands, until only two men remained with him.''The Major General is in the farthest tent in our twelve o'clock, you all remember your roles?'' the captain murmured.From where the captain hid, he could see a couple of soldiers on patrol, each armed from head to toe.At strategic points in the woods, landmines were also hidden and missiles that could fire up to several miles stood at different corners of the camp.The first team only had one role, and
''What do you mean by you were unable to contact him?'' King Khaled threw the ceramic cup in his hand, making the brightly lit room echo with the sound of glass shattering.His woolly, brown hair that curled to his nape was in a mess together with the big eye bags that hung underneath his eyes.Huffing and puffing, he gritted his teeth as he kicked the table before him.''I want all of them dead.'' He screamed, blood rushing to his face.Owing to sleep deprivation, he had grown thinner, and even his youthful face was now a shadow of his last.His regal embroidery swept through the ground as he walked closer to Zein.''I need that damn caller, what do they all take me for? A joker, huh?''''Your majesty you need to calm down I believe they're on our side,'' Zein muttered, his eyes gazing upward from his bowing position.Antonio had instructed one of his men in the Arctic continent to call Zein, giving him the details of the covert operation issued by Omar.After the call, Zein had fall
Dropping his phone, Zein paced across his room, his fists clenched and his face twisted.The random calls were driving him crazy, and his useless IT experts weren't making things easy.Not even the guys in the national intelligence had been able to track the caller, as it kept linking to the wrong place.And now, the caller issued some subtle threats, which he couldn't share with King Khaled.Gritting his teeth, he let pit a long breath.'Drastic situations require drastic measures.'' He snickered.Grabbing his second phone, he dialled the contact he had been avoiding for a while now, seeing that he was left with no choice.Beep!Beep!Beep!''Why are you calling?'' The familiar, husky voice of Omar rang from the phone.Holding his breath, Zein forced a smile. ''I heard that your men were ambushed in their last operation.''''And?'' Omar replied in a curt tone."Don't you find it fishy, no one knew about this operation if I'm correct, no?'' Zein mumbled.Even he didn't know about it,
''Make King Khaled lose his consciousness.''''What?'' Zein blurred out, confusion riddled in his tone.''Make him unconscious, whatever discreet means you apply is fine.'' The receiver muttered.''What do you want from him? See, I understand that I've not been entirely loyal, but Khaled is just a little boy in his thirties, he has already started realizing his mistakes and even amending them so please -''''Anyone who hears you now wouldn't believe that you just finished speaking with his enemy who's after his life.'' The unknown individual laughed, his laugh biting into Zein's heart.''He's not going to die, at least not from my hand, we need him alive rather than dead,'' he added.''We?'' Zein's eyes perked up, noticing a subtle clue.''None of your business, unless you're tired of living.'' the unknown individual threatened.Gulping his saliva, Zein's fatty face squeezed, releasing a thick breath through his mouth.''Tomorrow is Monday, do that at noon tomorrow, or your call recor
The bathroom door closed as Dr khan stepped out, having relieved himself.He packed his suitcase and double-checked the items in his hands before walking towards the door.However, before he could even walk closer to the office exit, the door flung open as the two military guards barged in, their eyes sweeping across the room.''Your attention is needed.'' One of the military guards spoke, his usual jovial tone gone.''What?'' Started by the sudden intrusion, Dr Khan asked, his eyes arching in confusion.''We will explain everything when we're back, for now, we need to go.'' They didn't even wait for Dr khan to digest the torrent of information before one of them grabbed his arm and matched to the hidden exit of the hospital. There, a black limousine, different from what Dr Khan drove to the hospital entered his vision as he was shoved inside, albeit with less brute.''Can you at least tell me what's going on?'' Dr Khan frowned.''Doctor, with due respect, you have to wait until we
Antonio dragged a chair as he sat beside King Khaled, wearing a calm expression.Alone in the theatre room with no feeling of urgency, Antonio couldn't help but snicker, remembering how he had impersonated Dr khan's identity.On the previous night, he had read almost everything that had to do with his subject. From when he left the house to what he ate or drank in the hospital, even the basic things like his likes and dislikes, or familial relationships.From the data, Antonio found out that Dr Khan would take a cup of coffee every time he went to the hospital before starting his usual routine.And it was this same coffee that set as a keystone for Antonio's plan. With a little tweak, he found a way to add a moderate dose of a diuretic, an agent that stimulated one's need to use the bathroom.Afterwards, Antonio filled the bathroom with the same gaseous sedative that he used on the nurses.A few moments after Dr khan entered the bathroom, inhaling the odourless sedative, his consciou