The first check

"So, that's the scandal. Mr Jaffar have a housing society on government grounds. More on, he gets kick backs from different companies. He have an of sure company in UAE. Also, flats in Paris which he still can't give the money trail of. He is also included in smuggling of weapons and drugs. Also, he got a whole group called "Silent killers" whom he lead himself. He use this gang for blackmailing people and for other illegal scams and operations. He also use this gang for killing people who knew about their secrets." Shehram told his team. His team included a female journalist, Hira, a male journalist, Yasir, an police officer, Hamid, a news reporter Shuja, and his TV show producer, Faisal.

"Oh my God." Hira said, "He's such a clever man."

"And he made his own channel so that he won't get caught." Shuja said, "I heard his channel's fundings also comes from some unknown source."

"So, now what will we do?" Faisal asked.

"We will find his front man." Shehram said, "Mr Haroon."

"Ok, but where will we find him?" Faisal asked.

" We got an police officer with us." Shehram reminded.

"Yes, no problem. I will find that jerk from even the end of the world." Hamid smiled.

"Ok then. But who will go? Hamid's team can't get included because Mr Jaffar's men can be anywhere." Faisal told.

"I will go." Shehram said.

"You sure?"

"Yes, me sure."

"Ok".

"The rest of the team will try to find about the people who Jaffar had killed." Shehram said, "Ask everyone, anyone. We need to find proof."

"Ok boss!" Shuja said and then they all went on their ways.

"Did you bury the bodies?" Mr Jaffar asked Sajid.

"Done sir."

"Good"

"Soon they will know about this person's death sir. I also heard they knew about Mr Haroon. What will we do sir?"

"Let them do what they want. We will just step in."

"How Sir?"

"Money buys everything. Even people and," Mr Jaffar waited for Sajid to respond

"Loyalties also." Sajid said.

"Surely! Just find some loosen screw and..." Mr Jaffar started laughing loudly.

" As you demand sir" Sajid went out.

"What?" Murad dug deep in the laptop. " So he kill a person, Mr Adams. Mr Adams was investigating Mr Jaffar's first murder. He was a lawyer, a very sincere one. And he got killed on July 18 ,2012." Murad closed his laptop lid and leaned back.

'Wow, he's a clever man. His reach is almost unlimited. Its so hard to find him. But, wait, maybe Mr Adams investigation could help us. I need to find mr Mr Adams house.' Murad searched Mr Adams house on laptop then he stood up and left for the house.

"You mean that I have to betray Shehram?" Faisal said.

"No, of course not." Mr Jaffar smiled, "Just report me what you are doing. You don't have to betray him"

"And why will I do that?"

"Because I can give you what you want.".

"What?"

"I can give you a show of your own in my channel. Also, I will give you a blank check, write as much money as you want."

"Is that so?" Faisal lost in thoughts.

Mr Jaffar waited for a minute.

"And then?" Mr Jaffar finally asked.

"Give me time to think." Faisal replied.

"No problem. But," Mr Jaffar leaned forward and said, " You have time till tomorrow."

"But I can tell you this much," Faisal said, "He's going to catch your front man."

"Here," Mr Jaffar passed a check to Faisal. "4 lacs."

"You are very kind sir." Faisal stand up and leaved the room.

"Sajid, let's give the first check."

"As you demand sir." Sajid went out.

Murad reached the house of Mr Adam. He knocked the door. A girl asked from inside, "Who?" "Can you open?" Murad said. Girl opened half the door, only her shadow was visible."How can I help you?"

"I want to know about Mr Adam. Could you tell me?" Murad asked.

" Sorry sir, he has died." She said.

"I know sister, but I want to talk to his family."

The girl now open the door fully. She has a red scarf on her head. Almost 16."His family don't live here anymore." Her tone was very harsh.

"Oh, ah, so can you tell me about where they live now?"

"I don't know myself." She said rudely again.

"So, maybe you could just tell me about someone who could tell me sister?"

"No, we live here from 8 years. We don't have any contact with them."

"Oh, I see. Jazak Allah (Muslims way of thanking)."

"Khuda Hafiz (Muslims way if saying may Allah protect you.)"

"Khuda Hafiz."

The girl closed the door. Murad took a deep breath and went away.

"That bastard!" Hamid kicked the bed in a room. With him was standing Shehram. They both had guns in their hands.

"He ran away." Shehram signed.

"But how did he do that?" Hamid asked.

"That doesn't matter now. Let's go to the office." Shehram put his gun back in the cover and went out of the room. Hamid still stand there, lost in thoughts. "How? Or who?" He said and went out of the room.

After the team reached the headquarter, Shehram told them that Haroon fled. No one have any special news. Just that the murdered people families won't tell anything because of the fear of Mr Jaffar. Which was not also very useful. After some routine discussion, Shehram went to his set. His show started from 11 pm to 12 am.

After his show, Shehram worked late, until 1:30 am. Then he went down. In the garage, opened the door of his car and sit in it. Suddenly, he feel a gun's head on the back of his neck.

"Don't move hero." Sajid said. He had covered his face with a mask.

"Drive!" He ordered.

Shehram didn't do anything.

"Drive or I'll shoot!"

Shehram started the car. Sajid put the gun from Shehram's neck to his back.

"I still have the gun." Sajid declared.

"What do you want?" Shehram asked.

"You to stop this nonsense."

"You mean the investigation?"

"Smart guy, yes."

"No chance, shoot me, you can, I won't stop."

"And why is that?"

"Because my country is a responsibility that Quaid e Azam, Muhammad Ali Jinnah gives me. I can die for it, but won't betray it."

"Then I am sure your sister also like to die but you won't like that."

Shehram swallowed hard.

"So, keep your nose out of boss business. Understand?"

Shehram don't reply. He notice that a black car was also following him.

"Stop now." Shehram stopped the car.

"By the way, who you trust so much that you are not even afraid of death?" Sajid asked.

"Allah-o-akbar." Shehram smiled.

Sajid keep his silence and get out of the car. The following black car also stopped. Sajid went and sit in that car and it went away. It has no number plate.

Shehram signed and say, " No, I won't stop. I can't stop. For this land, for my religion, for my family. I prefer death than injustice." Shehram started the car and went towards his home.

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