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Rana managed to say more. Before receiving the assignment, he had unreasonable happiness in his heart, in the meantime, the edges of that happiness have started to burn and fade. The Foot Cake as an idea must have been a good operation, but if the other four of the five youngsters selected as members of the team were the same as Shakila Mumtaz, then the panners of the operation must have made a big mistake. Clearly, they did not have enough time to train well. Their parents are in the place, it is just enough. | The same words keep ringing when a pin is stuck on a broken gramophone record, and their names come back to mind again and again. Draba Meredesai and Hannah Eliza, both murdered, had their skulls torn and their tongues cut off; Shakhari Bejaf, who likes to introduce himself as Dhal; Sabina Parka; Finally, Laila Kanan, who is supposed to stay at Savvy Hotel. Rana asked himself, Shagari Bejaf, why do you like the name Dhal? But no, he thought he should think of a new name. Then I thought, what is the benefit! However, let's sort the names again.

| Deba Meredesai alias Nasrin Yusuf. Hannah Eliza aka Firaeza Banna. Both of them died. Sabina Parka alias Shakila Mumtaz. Laila Kanan alias Rabeya Siraj. Both of them are alive. And Shagari Bejaf alias Shamim Hasan, probably still alive.

| Rana is thinking of five of them, but he is fully aware of another dangerous character. The colonel will chair. He has seen many photos of her. Oil with a fiber-optics lens, everything is blurry. He had the opportunity to see her once in a while, in Paris. Champs Elysees was coming out of a restaurant. Rana is having coffee in a pavement cafe across the street, accompanied by an officer. The road is wide, just two seconds with the fuck of the non-stop procession of vehicles. It was his turn to see Colonel Kurshi, who made an impression on his strong military structure. His gait, his ever-restless gaze, his clenched fists hanging over his body, the strength of a professional soldier, is reminiscent of drunkenness. The arrogance of power is being manifested in every movement of the lake.

He got involved in a strange drama, Rana thought. Rahat Khan is directing the play from behind the scenes. He has a huge role in the play, but his name was not included in the list of Kushilabads. The seventh character in the play, in the words of McGraw Shady, is a bigger one than Kurshi GoretOfficers, Gaeta casts a shadow over the situation.

| Rana is now back from the world of thought. The rain has stopped, but the cold has not gone away. Lots of clouds in the sky, rushing fast. They had to stop waiting for the traffic lights to turn green. Rana saw Mick Aldridge sitting in the Maroon Valve. His beard is full of black, his hair is messy on his head. Aldridge didn't look at them, but Rana knew that he had seen the parked car and the two of them before, the traffic light was green, they were crossing the road. Rana muttered to Mumtaz, "Don't hurry, walk normally." Don't remember what to do after an explosive charge fuse catches fire? Walk quietly. Don't forget to run, because, if you stumble! ' Mumtaz shook her head. He must have been told about explosives during training, Rana thought. On the way to Savvy Hotel, she decided to ask some more questions and tests about routines and rules and wanted to see how much Mumtaz remembered. * They did not cross the road and go straight to Green. Eagle from north to south, where their car is parked. The Hilton Hotel was seen in front.

| They moved to the side of Hilton, Rana was almost settled. As he looked at the hotel, he saw Colonel Kurshi Corbett for the second time, with two huge bodies on either side of him. They are coming down the street down the steps, looking back and forth, probably looking for a car. | 'Don't look at Hilton, Rana whispered with a sigh.

, Mumtaz, not in the pillow, he said for the second time. While increasing his walking speed, he noticed that Mumtaz's neck was numb. While walking, Tayma's ex-boyfriend has just come out of the abyss. '

There is no point in trying to escape. You will know Mumtaz naked and covered from head to toe; Rana thought he could recognize her as soon as he saw her. There is probably no intelligence agency in the world that does not have a photo of him in its files. Too much can be expected, two