Abbas sat inside the car with Risha beside him, although he was trying to hide it, he was getting impatient, whatever the problem was he didn’t like it one bit, his plans where altered. Occasionally he looked at his watch shaking his head each time he was just about to call his brother when he saw the head lights of a car slow down some distance away from them, slowly he stepped out of the car. He could see Farhan at the stirring will and Saleem sitting behind him obviously at gun point. Gesturing to one of the guards to bring Risha out, he waited as the two occupants stepped out of the car, Saleem first, then followed by Farhan, as it was dark and the car headlights were still on, he couldn’t see their faces, but Saleem was wearing his kaftan and Farhan was in his jeans trousers, so it was easy to tell who was who.
“What’s all these about?” he asked walking towards them, but to his surprise, Saleem acted fast, he hit the other on the head from behind and took aim at Abbas, surprised, Abbas spoke quickly, “What are you doing Saleem, you will betray me?” as he spoke, he caught a glimpse of the man’s face and realised it wasn’t Saleem at all but Farhan.
Before he could react, Farhan fired at the guard closest to Risha, then at the two men standing close to the car, the man sitting behind the driver’s sit tried reaching for his gun but was cut off by a bullet to the head.
Just as Farhan pointed the gun at Abbas, the guard who was hiding behind one of the cars shot at Farhan, the bullet grazed his shoulder and he cried out in pain.
Taking the opportunity, Abbas ran after Risha who was running to take cover.
The guard fired repeatedly each time missing before taking cover behind the car.
Still throbbing with pain, Farhan acted fast, he dived down flat taking aim at the man’s legs, he fired twice missing the first time but making his mark on the second. The man fell screaming and clutching his leg, his screams where cut short as a bullet hit him in the chest.
“Enough Farhan,” Abbas called out in a loud voice, as he walked towards Farhan, holding Risha with a gun at her temple.
Farhan was already on his feet, he froze, his mind going blank with fear.
“Truly, you are not a man to be under estimated, but neither am I, put the gun down” Abbas said in a dangerously calm voice.
Farhan obeyed immediately.
“Now, tell me, is there truly another will or did you just play that fool,” he asked gesturing to his brother lying on the ground.
“It’s right here,” Farhan answered reaching for his pocket.
“Very slowly now” Abbas warned pressing the gun closer to Risha’s head.
“It’s right here,” Farhan repeated, “let Risha go and it yours.”
“I have a better idea,” Abbas said pointing the gun at Farhan.
Farhan saw Risha’s eyes flash and he caught sight of that look, the one she always had when she was up to no good, her chin raised a rebellious inch as her breathing increased.
“No” he thought, “she wouldn’t try anything” but knowing the crazy girl she was, he was prepared when she did.
She bit savagely at the hand that held her and stepped on Abbas’s feet, using her elbow, she lashed at Abbas, he had fired off a shot, it missed Farhan only by a few inches, breaking free, Risha ran off, Abbas ran after Risha desperate to restore his advantage, Farhan moved for his gun, taking aim, he fired just as Abbas collided into Risha, they both fell to the ground. Not knowing exactly who the bullet hit, Farhan ran towards them “oh God” he prayed under his breath, “no, please.” He found Abbas lying on top of Risha, they both were not moving, he push the man off her to find blood on her, “No, Ya Allah, please no…”
“Farhan?” She whispered.
“Risha, are you ok?” he asked pulling her into a fierce embrace.
“I think so,” she whispered, her faced pressed to his chest.
“You are bleeding.”
“I don’t think it’s my blood.”
He could feel her tremble under his embrace. “it’s ok now, you are safe” he said pulling her closer and taking a glance at the lifeless body of Abbas.
At that moment, two police cars drove to a stop and parked and about four policemen got out with their weapons drawn.
Standing up and helping Risha to her feet also, Farhan identified himself and Risha. “Arrest that man over there” he said pointing at Saleem who was just regaining consciousness, he is partly responsible for all these.
“Are you ok sir,” one of the police men asked pointing at his bleeding shoulder.
“Never better,” he smiled “my wife can take care of this, can you please send some of your men to my home, I need to know my family and Hanifah are safe.”
“I believe they are sir,” replied the policeman, “we received a call from a lady who identified herself as Hanifah.”
Farhan breathe out in relief. He pulled Risha close. “It’s all over now, everything will be fine.”