"We did not have evidence then. But know we can get the evidence" Saddam says, annoyance lacing his tone.

"Eh when you get the evidence, you come back. For now, follow your brother " they burst out laughing again. I turned and started to leave also.

"I suppose put una for cell sef for this kind rubbish talk" I ignored him and walked out. Moments later, Saddam followed.

Fahad sat in the seething.

"You really need to keep your anger in check bro, you get all irrational and dumb when you are angry and we don't need that" Saddam scolded. Fahad closed his eyes in an attempt to cool off as we rode off. This is going to be hellish. No, its going to be outright hell.

The Palace was were we went first but we weren't allowed in. So I went through the abandoned gate we use to sneak out through.

Habiba was sitting on a low stool, washing vegetables and humming. She looks emaciated and unwell. Is this how I used to look? I whispered her name twice before she looked up. Her brows scrunched up momentarily before they shot up in awe.

"Yasmeen!" She shouted and ran towards me, engulfing me in a hug. She was among the ones that never liked me and was quick to report me to Sani. Imagine my shock when she hugged me.

She smelled of sweat and charcoal smoke.

"You came back!" I winced at her words, imagining coming back to this hell hole.

"No, I came to ask for your help" I whisper to her. She frowned a bit.

"Me?"

"Yes. Who else is around?"

"Everyone is here. You are the only one who managed to escape. He won't let us go" my brothers exchanged glances at the word "escape".

"Where is Kubra?" I asked, getting excited to see my friend. Habiba's face grew solemn and my heart picked up speed.

"She got pregnant just like you. She hid it for months. When he found out, he beat her. Then he took her to the doctor. She never came back.

Last month, the doctor was here and he told us she died while he was trying to takeout the baby"

My gut twisted. Anguish flooded my veins and water filled my eyes. I sincerely hope Sani burns in the deepest parts of hell.

We snuck Habiba out and we asked her a few questions in our car. Fahad recorded everything. We didn't want to risk her getting hurt by taking her with us to the police in person. If he finds out, we are all dead.

The other girls wouldn't talk at first. They all denied everything at first saying the emir never even spoke to them untill I managed to make them understand that we were trying to get them justice and freedom.

One of the girls opened her back, showing the horrible scars she got from Sani's whip. The second followed, then the third... After they finished taking pictures of their backs, Fahad looked at me. His eyes secretly begging me to not have the scars also.

I showed them the mesh work that was my back. Long whip scars all over my back and upper arms. He closed his eyes, unable to stop the tear that slipped through the crack of his eyelids.

"Its okay, I'm fine now"

We gave the girls some money and they were all still shaking.

"Please hurry Yasmeen " Habiba said, breaking my heart. I really need to fight this monster and win.

*****

"For all I know, these are random slave pictures from the internet " the Adamant police officer said regarding our pictorial evidence.

"The recordings?"

"Staged I'm sure. Your fellow con artists helped you" I was getting fed up. The man was barely giving us a listening ear. I ripped off my jacket and showed him my upper back and arms. He went quite for a while .

"Okay maybe these are true. It takes more than one girl with recordings and scars to summon a royal to court! Not to talk of a sitting emir. He will strip me of my office and i will go hungry!"

"So you won't do your job and bring justice because of your selfish reasons?!"

"Its not like that. I have children to take care of!"

"So you are going to watch him continue abusing people's children ?!" Saddam asked appalled.

"No, I'm going to look away" I could not believe what he was saying. Is he even human?

"Do you have daughters?"

I ask him.

"Four!" He said with a tinge of pride. I smiled.

"I really hope they never have to go through what I went through when you are burning in hell"

*insert dramatic music here*

A/N

Double update 💃💃
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