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Chapter 17, Mysterious Mission Pending.
At the end of a long day, Zaid returned to the sanctuary of his room. No sooner had he closed the door than a notification flashed on his phone. A message informed him that the mission had been accomplished and the agreed-upon sum had been transferred directly to his wallet.A wave of pure exhilaration washed over him. Thrilled by the news and the sudden financial boost, he began jumping and celebrating like a fool, a wide grin spreading across his face. Bassam, who had just walked in, stared at his roommate’s bizarre behavior, completely baffled.“What’s wrong with you?” Bassam asked, a mix of concern and amusement in his voice. “Are you possessed, or is there something in your pants?”Zaid landed with a final hop, trying to play it cool. “No, I was just exercising. Listen, forget that. I’m treating you today—we’re eating out. Change your clothes and let’s go before Fares and his gang show up and drag us to one of those boring places they always go to.”Bassam’s eyes narrowed slightl
Chapter 16, The Deal Between Them.
The morning sun streamed through the large windows of the principals office, illuminating dust motes that danced in the air. Zaid stood slightly behind Fares, his arms crossed, as the older boy did all the talking.The Principle listened, steepling his fingers, his expression unreadable. When they finished recounting the events, he leaned back in his leather chair with a heavy sigh."I will intervene in the matter," the principal began, his voice calm but firm. "However, there is a consequence. Ayman's rank will be downgraded from a white card to a blue card. His actions violated school policy and caused significant problems. This is the rule."Fares's composure broke. "A blue card? That's too severe, sir! It will go on his permanent record.""The rule is the rule, Fares," the principal replied, his tone leaving no room for argument. "He knew the risks."Fares clenched his jaw, thinking quickly." Fine. Okay, he probably deserved it. But you can't tell his parents. They can't know abou
Chapter 15, The Chase.
Zaid had been trying to convince Fares all morning. "Come on, we need to do this," he insisted, his voice tense with urgency. "It's the only way to really help him."Fares shifted uncomfortably, avoiding eye contact. "I don't know, man. This feels like we're crossing a line.""There is no line when someone's getting scammed," Zaid countered. "You're his friends. We have to do something."After a long pause, Fares finally sighed. "Fine," he relented. "But if this goes wrong, I'm blaming you." "Deal. Now let's move before we lose him."when classes ended, they hurried to Fares' car. The leather seats creaked as they climbed in, and Fares fumbled with the keys for a moment before starting the engine."Did you see where he went?" Fares asked as they pulled out of the school parking lot."He mentioned the old park near the industrial zone," Zaid replied, checking his phone for messages. "That abandoned one by the cliff."Fares' grip tightened on the steering wheel. "That place is creepy e
Chapter 14, The Fight.
After reading the message, Zaid tried hard to forget it. He tried hard to forget the amount and not think about what he could do with the money, but he failed. After many attempts to distract himself throughout the day and avoid thinking about it, he eventually found himself browsing an online store, looking at prices for women's watches to buy his mother a new one to replace the one he had accidentally broken two years ago. She still hadn't gotten a replacement, and he hadn't been able to fix the old one.His last desperate attempt was to immerse himself in Karam and Faris's conversation about sports cars, debating with them about which model was best as if he were an expert. Bassam was even shocked and almost believed Zaid actually knew a lot about the subject.By the end of the day, Zaid surrendered and admitted the reality: he had turned into a very materialistic person, maybe even a money-hungry dog. To ease his guilt, he convinced himself that the reason was the bad economic sit
Chapter 13, The New Hobby.
Zaid was leaving his math class when he spotted Ayman on the phone, laughing loudly. "He must be talking to that sneaky girlfriend of his," Zaid thought.As soon as Ayman ended the call, he immediately dialed another number—his parents. Zaid lingered close enough to eavesdrop."Baba, I need you to send more money to my Visa card," Ayman said, his tone casual, as if asking for pocket change. "Just a little extra this time."Zaid's eyes widened. The amount Ayman was requesting was absurd—no school student would ask for that much, not even a spoiled rich kid.On the other end, his father must have refused, because Ayman's voice sharpened. "No, listen! it's completely reasonable! I'm working on charity projects to boost my GPA. Volunteer points, remember? I just need a small budget to get started."Zaid raised his eyebrows. Charity projects? Since when did Ayman care about that? The lies were so bold, he almost admired the audacity.After a few minutes of back-and-forth, Ayman's voice su
Chapter 12, The Rich Fool.
Zaid kept a safe distance as Ayman reached an abandoned lot near the edge of the district. The air smelled of concrete and cigarette smoke. A lone streetlight flickered overhead, casting long shadows. A man stepped out from behind a rusted shipping container, tall, with a scar running down his cheek. His cold eyes scanned the area before settling on Ayman. "Abo Marzoq," Ayman said, his voice uncharacteristically tense. The man, Abo Marzoq, nodded. They spoke in hushed tones, their words swallowed by the distant hum of traffic. Zaid strained to listen, but all he caught were fragments, something about "next shipment" and "no mistakes this time." Then, Ayman reached into his bag and handed over the thick envelope. Abo Marzoq weighed it in his hand before tucking it inside his jacket. Without another word, he turned and vanished into the maze of alleyways. Ayman exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. For a moment, he just stood there, staring at the ground. Then, as
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