Chapter Fifty-One

Alex's POV

Hours passed and we were still on the floor with the Taliban forces sorrounded us.

The boy is asleep on Jasmine's lap and Jasmine seems to be sleepy too and me? I'm just so tired.

"Are you okay?" Emma whispered and I looked at her.

"Of course, why do you ask?"

"Well your hands are shaking, didn't take the drugs that Mason gave you for the tremors?" She asked and my jaw dropped

"How on Earth did you know about my tremors, Mason and the drugs?" I asked.

"Is that really important right now? Just... Where's the drugs, you need to take them to stop the tremors."

"It is important to me, you seem to know everything about me but the only thing I know about you is your name" I said.

"My name isn't the only thing you know about me, you know my age, you know my address, you also know I was once a secretary to the president of the Association of Neurological Societies." 

"This is not a joke Emma, I am being serious, you know much about me more than I even know about myself and all I know about you are irrelevant stuffs so tell me Emma, who are you?" I asked.

"This is not the right time Alex" she said.

"I don't care about timing anymore, you promised to tell me everything when I get out of the quarantined room and now I am out and now I'm listening." 

"Alex..."

"Hey Doctor!" One of the soldiers that just came in called and I looked at him.

"Our leader is awake, you must check up on him" he said.

"We'll talk about this later and I'll definitely get my answers then." I said as I stood up and followed the soldier.

We got to the hospital wing and their leader was really awake.

I took off the oxygen support to know if he can speak yet.

"Can you see me?" I asked.

"Yes, who are you?" He asked though weakly.

"Your doctor and I'll advise you not to talk much, you've just started recovering" I advised.

"I'll be fine doctor" he said as he tried to sit up and his soldiers helped him. "I am a fighter." 

"What's your name?" He asked.

"Alexander Sanchez" I replied.

"You saved my life and for that I owe you and the leader of the Taliban forces owes no one so tell me what you want, I'll pay back my debt."

"Really? Then can you release me and my friends?" I asked hopefully.

"That I cannot do, you all are my insurance of staying alive in case the Afghanistan soldiers tries to attack which I think they are already planning so think of something else." He said and then turned to the man standing by his side.

"Get me one of the burner phones, I need to call the president Villa" he said and the man left to get the phone.

"It's safe for me to move around in a wheelchair right?" He asked and I nodded.

"Then get me a wheelchair" he said to the other man and he left to get it.

"Why do you want to call the presidential Villa?" I asked.

"To inform them to drop any plan they have of attacking us here or the moment my men sights them near the camp, I'll cut off the heads of all my hostages and hang it outside the camp for vultures to feed on their skull." He said and a cold chill ran through me.

Can't believe this is the man I just saved his life.

The man he sent to bring a phone came back with the phone and he collected it.

"Escort our doctor here back to the place where all our hostages are kept" he said. And the man obeyed so I was escorted back to the meeting room where everyone was.

"What happened? Is he really awake?" Jasmine asked while Emma looked at me curiously.

"He is awake and I don't think the Afghanistan army will be able to rescue us anytime soon." 

"Why? Did anything happen?" Emma asked.

"To put it simply, he's going to kill us all if they attempt to rescue us" I said.

"What!" Jasmine exclaimed.

"Shut up!" One of the men pointing a gun at us yelled and we quickly kept quiet.

Moments later, their leader was wheeled into the meeting room.

"Alexander Sanchez" he called and I quickly stood up.

"It's funny isn't it, how our own people wants us dead. I just received a call from your prime minister, he wants me to kill you in exchange for a huge sum of money" he said.

"What!" I exclaimed. "This is a joke"

"The leader of the Taliban forces jokes with no one boy" he said.

"But.... It can't be true, I mean why will he want me dead?" I asked confused.

"There's no end to the greed of humanity boy and if you try to apply reason to humans want you'll only drown yourself in the pit of confusion."

"So are you going to kill me?" I asked on seeing a gun on his hand.

"No, I am going to let you live, you saved my life and I spared yours, consider my debt paid, I owe you nothing now" he said and I sighed.

"Are you being serious?" Ryan said as he stood up and the leader looked at him.

"The Prime Minister is offering you a huge amount of money to get rid of this asshole and you are letting him live?" Ryan asked raising his voice.

"The leader of the Taliban forces is no one's personal assassin" he said and Ryan scoffed.

"Are you kidding me? You've killed alot of people before and killing one more will surely makes no difference."

"I choose who to kill and who not to" the leader said.

"So you'll loose a chance to get a huge amount of money just for your stupid personal sentiments!" Ryan yelled and the leader chuckled softly.

The next thing I knew was the leader quickly gripping his gun and shooting Ryan...

What happen next? Watch out please.