The next station is Jordan

Rana, both their necks are numb. Not looking back, but looking to the side, so they can see where they are going without looking directly.

Rana turned to the left with Rabia to the side, as if to go towards the barrier. Suddenly the two Chinese turned around, they too were heading towards the barrier.

| I will get on the train again, 'said Rana. At the very last moment. ' He slowed down, surprised Rabea, and muttered in Greek as if he couldn't agree with her on something.

Sae, 'Rabeya made a sweet sound as soon as she heard it, they wanted to explain, they are not worried about anything.

The flute sounded. Rana waited for a few more seconds, then took Rabia's hand, turned around, and ran towards the train. The door slammed shut, pushing Rabia inside, and she jumped up. To no avail, Rana saw the two Chinese, using their tactics, climb into the next compartment.

| The next station is Jordan. They will land there again. At the very last moment, Rana informed Rabia.

After getting down, he saw a lot of people around. Chinese youth are following. Rana forbade Rabia to look back. He has already recognized their clothes and appearance. Both are wearing light gray suits, even on this hot afternoon. The elegant look, it looks like two businessmen, going back to their offices. But in the experienced eyes of the runner, their extreme caution has been caught. There is no doubt that another team is working with them, Runner. Maybe they are somewhere in front of them. | 'It is not possible to take the help of the police, I know,' muttered Rabia. But what if we challenge them? Like us, they will be afraid of the police. | Whatever I do, you will just follow my instructions, Rana said calmly, as if reminding him of something old.

They came out of the Jordan station, turned right, and came to the busy Nathan Rare. Run is advancing towards the harbor holding Rabia's hand.

Why did you abuse me? ' Arrogance in Rabia's throat. 'I cursed!' If not? If you give me a cheek, if you ask me to smile again ... " A Greek poem by Shenalam Tayema.

Laugh in English, but can't translate the poem? Poems memorized, I don't even know the meaning, 'said Rana. A soft smile on his lips, he told Rabeya, there was a fou in the back. '

Rabia's face went dry. Way? '

Behave normally. Occasionally stops in front of shop windows. Walk slowly. The Peninsula Hotel at the end of the road. We will try to get them out there. ' | The sidewalks are overflowing with crowd pressure, with more Chinese and Indians, fewer Europeans. Nathan Raed is like a meeting place of South Asian culture. Dark glittering banners are hanging over the head. The faces of the shops are one by one. Houses at the head of each shop, children and girls' clothes are allowed to dry on the railings, some of the buildings will be in their fifties or seventies. Neon and paper signs are tilted here and there like drunkards, used as bright colors as possible to draw attention. Ducks and chickens without feathers have been hung in front of the hotels. The kebab is being heated on charcoal. The smell of meat and spices, the smell of washing wants to catch your breath. Loud sounds of Chinese and Indian songs are coming from camera and electronics stores. Occasionally they stopped in front of the shops and entered a few times. He kept an eye on Feud while asking the price.

Rana Hanuman and Ravana have named them in their minds. They are following the measured distance, which is not possible without training. However, there are flaws in their training. Within five minutes of leaving the station, Runner seemed to recognize the team in front of him.

A boy and a girl, the age will be eighteen or nineteen. It seems that they are fascinated with each other. The boy's hand is on the girl's waist, the girl's head is on the boy's shoulder. But as many times as Rana and Rabia stopped, they also stopped. The boy is wearing a shirt over jeans, it is not strange to have a weapon in his hand anywhere from his thighs to his chest. Hanuman and Ravana's suits also have plenty of space to hide handguns. Rana thought the hackers were more likely to be the three hired killers. Zaheer has not been killed yet? | But no, that doesn't match the logic. In the last scene, Goodrich will want to be a spectator himself. To visualize the death of Masood Rana, one-and-a-half lakhs of MASAD or Military Intelligence must be present, otherwise, the report will not be completely credible. 'Eventually, they got to the Peninsula. With a side deer, they went inside the glittering shopping arcade. Runner remembered who