09-11-2023, 11:48 AM
8 am)
Someone knocked at Aamir’s door. Aamir opened it to find Raj smiling.
“Good morning, my good friend… neighbour… ‘frieghbour’.”
“Haha.”
“Yeah, would you like to come to join me, Komal, and Richa, for breakfast?”
“Raj, I dunno about this. I think you guys take things too hard because of me.”
“Come on. It’s no problem at all. After all, you’re the only friendly neighbour I have. Others suck. Come on.”
Soon, Aamir was at the dining table with Komal, Raj, and Richa. The four were sitting on either side of the table, two on each side. Aamir intentionally sat next to Raj, so neither Komal nor Richa could try something naughty with him.
“So, Aamir, you have some plans for this morning?”
“Actually, I do, Raj. I’ve got to go meet a friend.”
“Oh. Studying together?”
“Yeah.”
After the meals, Aamir went back to his apartment.
(10 am)
Aamir was at the cafe on the opposite side of the college. There, he met Rashid, a man in his mid-50s. Aamir and Rashid switched off their phones. But this new man put his phone in a weird-looking plastic bag, rolled the bag, and placed it on top of the table.
“Aamir, I’d like you to meet–.”
“I know who he is,” Aamir said, interrupting Rashid as he sat at their table.
Aamir put his face forward. “You’re Saeed, the intelligence incharge in our embassy,” he said in a low voice to the new man.
The new man smiled and looked at Rashid. “Damn, this boy is smart,” he said in a low voice, looking back at Aamir. Aamir sat back on his chair.
“How did you know it was me, Aamir?”
“Easy, while we switched off the phones, you didn’t. Instead, you did this,” Aamir said, pointing to the bag on the table.
“You did that because you can’t switch off your phone at will without eventually arousing suspicion from Indian counter-intelligence who moniter all embassy staffs mobiles ”
“Wow! Excellent,” Saeed said happily.
“I’m just glad you’re with us and not with the “Bhai Bhai (Brother brother) gang” out there.”
“Thanks, but I don’t think you’re here to talk about that.”
“Oh no, Aamir. No. As you might be aware from news that there was an incident at our embassy, there was a low intensity blast no one was seriously injured but that blast was not ment to hurt any one , it was ment to take out our embassys data centre, among all other information in that data centre , all our known Intel on HYPER-SONIC MISSILE SYSTEM was also distroyed .”
Aami“hmm , who was behind that blast .”
“we don't have any concrete evidence yet but it was done by Indian counter-intelligence department, they probably have a mole in our embassy . Who that is ? We will find out”
“Oh yeah, sure,” Aamir started talking.
Someone knocked at Aamir’s door. Aamir opened it to find Raj smiling.
“Good morning, my good friend… neighbour… ‘frieghbour’.”
“Haha.”
“Yeah, would you like to come to join me, Komal, and Richa, for breakfast?”
“Raj, I dunno about this. I think you guys take things too hard because of me.”
“Come on. It’s no problem at all. After all, you’re the only friendly neighbour I have. Others suck. Come on.”
Soon, Aamir was at the dining table with Komal, Raj, and Richa. The four were sitting on either side of the table, two on each side. Aamir intentionally sat next to Raj, so neither Komal nor Richa could try something naughty with him.
“So, Aamir, you have some plans for this morning?”
“Actually, I do, Raj. I’ve got to go meet a friend.”
“Oh. Studying together?”
“Yeah.”
After the meals, Aamir went back to his apartment.
(10 am)
Aamir was at the cafe on the opposite side of the college. There, he met Rashid, a man in his mid-50s. Aamir and Rashid switched off their phones. But this new man put his phone in a weird-looking plastic bag, rolled the bag, and placed it on top of the table.
“Aamir, I’d like you to meet–.”
“I know who he is,” Aamir said, interrupting Rashid as he sat at their table.
Aamir put his face forward. “You’re Saeed, the intelligence incharge in our embassy,” he said in a low voice to the new man.
The new man smiled and looked at Rashid. “Damn, this boy is smart,” he said in a low voice, looking back at Aamir. Aamir sat back on his chair.
“How did you know it was me, Aamir?”
“Easy, while we switched off the phones, you didn’t. Instead, you did this,” Aamir said, pointing to the bag on the table.
“You did that because you can’t switch off your phone at will without eventually arousing suspicion from Indian counter-intelligence who moniter all embassy staffs mobiles ”
“Wow! Excellent,” Saeed said happily.
“I’m just glad you’re with us and not with the “Bhai Bhai (Brother brother) gang” out there.”
“Thanks, but I don’t think you’re here to talk about that.”
“Oh no, Aamir. No. As you might be aware from news that there was an incident at our embassy, there was a low intensity blast no one was seriously injured but that blast was not ment to hurt any one , it was ment to take out our embassys data centre, among all other information in that data centre , all our known Intel on HYPER-SONIC MISSILE SYSTEM was also distroyed .”
Aami“hmm , who was behind that blast .”
“we don't have any concrete evidence yet but it was done by Indian counter-intelligence department, they probably have a mole in our embassy . Who that is ? We will find out”
“Oh yeah, sure,” Aamir started talking.
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