Says. ' Rana is not leaving Rabia's hand

In a headland on the side. Israeli military intelligence has been using it as a safe house for many years. Goodrich is probably laughing as he enters-at least I'm assuming he's already there.

Then at half-past ten, 'said Rana, looking at his watch. 'I have a couple of things to surprise the alligator.

You're willing to give your life for the boss, aren't you? ' Zaheer Abbas is not smiling. | Yes, he knows that. Rana said in his mind, let Shala grow old

Gay. '

I have the same idea. Otherwise, he would not have taken Tayma's help to protect his honor. ' Bhota, Zaheer Abbas smiled a little. He turned his head, looked at the screen, and sighed. A door at the back of the house opened, and Rabea returned to the room first. | How is your day, Layla? I'm sorry, I should have called Rabea. ' Hasil Zaheer Abbas...

The cuts are the same as before, I understand in the midst of danger, the Israelis want revenge - is the word revenge right? "

Let's go, 'said Rana. | Tan Liamdi entered the room and wrapped the runner in oilskin. Rana filled his handlebars with them. Won't you test them? ' Liamvi asked in surprise.

Without saying a word, Rana put some nets on the table, all in bundles. There has been no shortage of cash since Ilara met him. He smiled crookedly at Liamdi. Money given by a faithful friend is never counted. A very old Chinese proverb, you know, Tan Liamdi. Now, please let us have some peace. ' | Liamvi snorted, picked up Nate's hastily from the table and hurriedly filled his pocket, then retreated into the next room.

Rana looked at Zaheer Abbas.

We will leave this time, Abbas said calmly. My suggestion, you and Rabea should come first. '

Abbas has spoken in a calm voice for so long, this time his voice is calmer, almost dull. This is also mentioned in his file. The file is read aloud by Runner (always calm, usually in a low voice). Rana walked towards the door of the next room, removing the curtain

He took a good look inside. No, Liamdi is not listening to them from behind. Satisfied, he returned to Zaheer Abbas. He spoke quickly in a low voice. Finally asked. So at half-past ten, how? "

Thorns thorns. Put your trust in me. ' He is not leaving the room with Rabia, he shook his head at them. He stood in front of the screen but did not peek outside. I saw in Kalpana's eyes that there were shops on both sides, peddlers, pickpockets, vagrants, police, and prostitutes, Rana and Rabeya were passing through them. | Abbas's brother, Zaheer Abbas, said, 'Rabeya is trying to say something, but he can't finish saying that Rana is almost taking him away, he is already out of breath.

Says. ' Rana is not letting go of Rabia's hand, nor is he slowing down.

Mumtaz and I got the idea from there what to name. Themselves. '

"From there, I mean from Abbas?" A Sikh opened a shop on the side of the road, the smell of kebab made the runner water.

Not exactly from Abbas Bhai, he had many girlfriends, their names were changed a little ... ' Hmm, Rana made a serious noise and increased his walking speed. Rabia is almost hanging on to him, trying to stay by his side with her legs as long as possible, in the meantime sweat has appeared on her eyebrows.

They didn't turn around, they were coming back to Saeja Red Dragon along Pedder Street. The speeding vehicle evaded the road to Paul and entered Ice House Street. Rana is keeping an eye on the Chinese around him at every moment, it seems that one lakh people are looking at them, at least one thousand signals have been exchanged. Back at the hotel, Saeja walked towards the elevator, still dragging Rabeya.

Waiting at the door, Rana instructed them to enter their room.

It took him four minutes to fill the canvas handball from the suitcase with the things given by Clara. He did not allow Rabea to enter the house from the doorway, and from there he took her down to the lobby again, stopping in front of the main deck. Rabea tried to ask a question in a whisper, but Rana pretended not to hear. A beautiful Chinese girl is sitting behind the desk, if too much, she will be fifteen years old. He looked up at the computer keyboard and asked if it could help.