Episode 2

The next morning, Huzaifah's plan began to take shape.

He called Zack into his room, his voice low and commanding. "Zack, I want you to follow Ammaarah. Find out her daily routine, who she's with, and where she goes. I want to know everything."

Zack nodded, his expression professional. "Yes, sir. I'll get right on it."

As Zack left to carry out Huzaifah's orders, Huzaifah's smile grew wider. He was one step closer to making Ammaarah pay for crossing him.

Meanwhile, Ammaarah was oblivious to the danger that was closing in. She was busy getting ready for work, chatting with Zahra and Pritika about their plans for the weekend.

As she headed out the door, she couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. She glanced around, but saw nothing out of the ordinary. Shrugging it off, she headed to work, unaware of the eyes that were watching her every move.

Zack tailed Ammaarah's car, keeping a safe distance as she drove to work.He noted down her route, the time she took to reach her destination, and the people she interacted with. He even snapped photos of her colleagues and friends, adding them to his report.

As the day went on, Zack's report grew thicker, filled with details about Ammaarah's daily routine. He noted her favorite coffee shop, the gym she went to, and even the bookstore she visited during her lunch break.

Zack's eyes never left Ammaarah, his gaze fixed on her as he followed her every move. He was a professional, and he knew how to get the job done.

As the sun began to set, Zack followed Ammaarah back to her apartment, his report complete. He sent it to Huzaifah, who would be pleased with the information he'd gathered.

Huzaifah's plan was taking shape, and Ammaarah was none the wiser.

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(Later that day)

Ammaarah got back from work

As Ammaarah settled into the apartment, Zahra noticed that her friend seemed a bit off. "Hey, Ammaarah, is everything okay?" she asked, concern etched on her face.

Ammaarah shrugged, flopping down onto the couch. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a long day, I guess."

But Zahra wasn't convinced. She'd known Ammaarah long enough to recognize when something was bothering her. "No, seriously, what's going on?" Zahra pressed, sitting down beside Ammaarah.

Ammaarah hesitated, unsure of how to articulate the feeling that had been nagging her all day. "I don't know, Zahra. I just feel like...someone's watching me or something.

Zahra's eyes widened, her mind racing with possibilities. "Do you think it's related to that police station thing?"

Ammaarah's eyes snapped to Zahra's, a spark of fear igniting within them. "You think Huzaifah would do something like that?"

Zahra's expression turned serious. "I don't know, but we need to be careful. Let's keep an eye out, okay?"

As they sat there, the shadows in the apartment seemed to grow longer, and the air felt thick with an unspoken threat.

Zahra and Ammaarah were discussing about work, sharing stories about their colleagues and the challenges they were facing. Ammaarah was venting about a difficult client, while Zahra was offering words of encouragement.

As they chatted, Ammaarah's phone buzzed with a notification. She glanced at the screen, her eyes widening in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Zahra asked, noticing Ammaarah's reaction.

Ammaarah hesitated before responding. "It's just...I got a weird notification from an unknown number. It says 'we know what you're doing'."

Zahra's eyes narrowed. "What does it mean? Do you think it's related to Huzaifah?"

Ammaarah's face was pale. "I don't know, but I think we should be careful. Maybe we should tell Pritika about this too."

Zahra and Ammaarah exchanged a nervous glance, but then shrugged it off. "Probably just a wrong number or a prank," Zahra said, trying to downplay the situation.

Ammaarah nodded in agreement. "Yeah, let's just ignore it and focus on our movie night."

They tried to push the strange message out of their minds and enjoy the rest of their evening. But the feeling of unease lingered, and they couldn't shake off the sense that something was off.

As the night wore on, they laughed and joked, trying to distract themselves from the ominous message. But deep down, they couldn't help but wonder...who was behind it, and what did they want?

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(Huzaifah's office)

Huzaifah leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on Humzah's determined face. "Brother, I'm telling you, it's not worth it," Humzah said, his voice firm. "Let Ammaarah and Zahra be. They're innocent."

Huzaifah's gaze narrowed, his mind weighing the pros and cons. He had been so focused on making Ammaarah pay that he hadn't considered the potential consequences of his actions.

Humzah's words struck a chord, and Huzaifah's expression softened. "You're right, brother," he said finally. "I don't want to hurt anyone else. I'll let it go."

Humzah's face relaxed into a relieved smile. "Good decision, brother. Let's focus on more important things."

Huzaifah nodded, a sense of calm washing over him. Maybe he had been letting his emotions cloud his judgment. Maybe it was time to take a step back and reevaluate his priorities.

As the brothers continued to discuss their business ventures, Huzaifah's phone buzzed with a notification. He glanced at the screen, his eyes widening in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Humzah asked, noticing Huzaifah's reaction.

Huzaifah's expression turned thoughtful. "Just a message from Zack. It seems Ammaarah and Zahra are moving on with their lives, unaware of the danger that had passed."

Huzaifah smiled, a sense of closure settling in. "I think it's time for us to move on too, brother."

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(Later that night...Huzaifah and Humzah decided to go and pay a visit to their small brother)

Hameedh was talking to Pritika on a video call when Humzah and Huzaifah came he cut it.

Hameedh's eyes darted to the door as he heard the sound of footsteps approaching. He quickly ended the video call with Pritika, his heart racing with panic.

"Hey, guys!" Hameedh said, trying to sound casual as Humzah and Huzaifah walked into the room. "What's up?"

Humzah raised an eyebrow, noticing Hameedh's flustered expression. "Just discussing business, Hameedh. What's going on with you?"

Hameedh shrugged, trying to play it cool. "Just...uh...checking some emails. Yeah, that's it."

Huzaifah's gaze lingered on Hameedh's face, but he didn't seem to suspect anything. "Alright, brother. Let's get back to work."

As the brothers continued their discussion, Hameedh's mind was still reeling from the sudden interruption. He couldn't wait to talk to Pritika again and fill her in on what had just happened.

Meanwhile, Pritika was left wondering what had happened. She tried calling Hameedh back, but he didn't answer. She sent him a text: "Hey, everything okay? You cut the call so suddenly."

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