What happened???

His heartbeat accelerated and after few moments someone suddenly appeared in the middle of the door holding the long-range gun in his hands.

"Empty." The man said in English but his accent was local.

"Is this the right house?" Abbas heard another voice asking in English. However, he found the accent and voice unusually similar.

"Yes." The first man said and stepped aside, allowing the other man to enter the room.

As the second man came into the dim light of the small bulb, Abbas noticed his night vision glasses.

"I will go check the rest." The first man said and left.

Leave, leave, leave...

Abbas was praying in his heart, feeling utterly hopeless because of his current situation. But the man was standing still in the middle of the room like he has sensed his presence here. Then he carefully walked over to the window and before Abbas could adjust his view to see him, he felt a kick on his leg.

A hiss escaped from his mouth unintentionally and the next moment he was dragged out of the pile of grass. Before he could gather himself, another kick was hit on his stomach, making him feel dizzy for a second. But that was it, he didn't receive hits after.

Abbas opened his eyes and turned his face to the man who was looking at him. Although his face was covered in a black mask and night vision glasses, yet he could feel his eyes on him.

"Abbas... is that really you?" His eyes went wide open when the man asked him crouching down.

"Who?" Abbas stared at the man.

"Usman." He said taking off his glasses.

"I don't remember your eyes." He complains after recognizing his voice.

"From now on, you will." Abbas nodded in agreement.

"Wait I will do something about your handcuffs." He said and got up.

"My feet are tied too."

"Yes, wait please." He said leaving the room and Abbas puts his head on the ground.

Ya Allah! I don't know what good I have done in my life that you have saved me like this... Thank you and give me the strength to fulfil the duties for which have kept me alive...

He thanked God, closing his eyes, as his nerves calm down. He thanked until he falls into a deep sleep.

~*~

It was three in the morning when Yawar was waking up from sleep for an urgent call from Ahad. Somewhat, startled and panicked he reached the main office where Sarmad was sitting with two of his men. The shock of losing his three-man still affecting him and gets worried about every little thing.

"What is it?" He threw the question as soon as the three of them turned to him.

Sarmed walked over to him and engulfed him into the tight hug, "Your MB would be angry if he saw you running all over the house without a shirt."

"What?" He pushed him away.

"Moosa has been rescued." He smiles ruffling his hair.

He stared him standing still as a sculpture.

"Yawar, they have found your MB." Sarmad put his hand on his head.

"What?"

"He is still in sleep." A man chuckled from behind.

Sarmad grab a full glass of water from the table near and asked, "Should I wake you up?" But he didn't budge.

"Don't blame me." With that Sarmad overturned the glass on him.

He gasped loudly but remains on his place, blinking his eyes over and over again.

"Tell me MB is coming back." He said in a tired voice.

"He is coming back soon, Inshallah." Said Sarmad offering him tissue paper.

"Gather yourself kid. Your job as a leader isn't finished yet and you have to inform the main house too."

"Not now. Not yet." Said Yawar wiping his face.

"It's your decision to make. Anyways, I am going to sleep now." With that Sarmad left the office.

Yawar tossed the tissue paper into the dustbin near the door but remain standing on his place.

"Should I give you a seat sir?" One of Sarmad's men asked.

"No, it's alright. I am going back." All of a sudden he found it awkward to be called Sir the person who is much older than him. Suddenly he wanted to become the old Yawar, who wasn't their commander, who was just Moosa's little brother.

'MB will be back soon.' He mumbled to himself going back to his room.

He didn't sleep after that and as the first ray of the Sun shines on the horizon, he was driving towards the main house.

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