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Faizan only shivered and kept looking towards the dead body in bewilderment.

"Do tell your boss we caught his fucking spy" Irtaza seethed.

He placed the sole of his shoe on his head, crushing the dead man's skull.

"And don't forget to take this shithole with you," he bent down and tightly grabbed a fistful of his hair and smashed his forehead right onto the floor.

"Tell your fucking boss to stop messing with me or he'll have hell to pay," with that he smashed his head again causing stars to invade his vision.

"Understood?"

"Y..yes, lea..vee me" he croaked.

"Yawar!"

Yawar immediately nodded and asked the other men to take these two and they did so.

"He was lying," Irtaza told to Yawar and Amman when they were left alone in the room.

"It was all planted that man was only there to mislead us," he calmly said while sitting back and placing the gun onto the desk.

"Sir, then why did you let him go?" his third in command, Amman asked. Before Irtaza could answer his question, the realization hit him and it dawned on him that it was all planned. The rivals planted that man to misguide them but their boss beat them to it and made them think that they bought the lie Faizan told them.

He was once again greatly impressed by the level of intelligence his boss possesses and nodded to him indicating he got his answers.

"These Osmanis are getting on my nerves I want to wipe their existence as soon as possible. Yawar you are going to keep tabs on their head, Khurram Osmani. Station your must-trusted and skillful men around him. I want every single detail of his every activity."

"Ok Boss, on it" Yawar nodded.

"And yes you Amman, they soon will be attacking one of our penthouses. I want you to give a red alert to all the penthouses and ask their heads to tighten the security."

"OK boss, consider it done" Amman affirmed.

"And that man Faizan keep a check on him and right after 3 days seize him again, I'll deal with him" he ordered. His elbow rested on the wooden desk and his forefinger was pointed in a downward direction as he gave orders.

They both nodded.

"Boss an issue needs your attention," Yawar spoke

"What is it?"

"We granted a loan to a man of 20 million but he died this morning and his family is not able to pay the rest of money back,"

"Do what is necessary. 20 million is neither a big amount nor extracting 20 million from them is the issue at hand"

"OK boss"

"And next time lend money to someone worthy enough to pay back. I don't want this to happen again,"

Yawar looked down in shame.

"Sorry boss, it won't happen again. Asim brought that man to me. He assured me that he was reliable"

"Nonetheless, it shouldn't be happening again," he instructed.

"Moreover, send some more men to the west side to help Moosa let go the drug consignment easily"

Moosa was his first in command and his childhood friend. He was in charge of all big operations held under his Mafia and this operation of shipping the drug consignment out the country was the biggest issue for him at the moment. He will be getting a billion-dollar after the successful shipping of consignment but his rivals were creating obstacles from doing so. And the biggest enemy of his Mafia at the moment was the Osmani family. He wanted to get the operation successful as soon as possible and then deal with his rivals comfortably.

"Yes sir," they both said with unity.

"Now, you both may leave"

Amman left the room.

"Yawar" Irtaza called him when he was about to leave the room.

"Yes boss?" he turned around. Irtaza was twirling a pencil in his fingers as if in deep thought.

"I don't trust that man Asim. If he acts out of the way then keep an eye on him and if not then still I don't want you to trust him completely," He directed and placed the pencil back.

Yawar knew the sharp observing skills of his boss, he just have to look at somebody's face to judge him thoroughly. And now he was getting fishy about Asim so it bothered Yawar and he decided to follow Asim to gauge whether he acted suspiciously or not.

"Noted sir!" Yawar asserted.

"You may leave." he ordered and opened his laptop to start up for work.

Yawar was about to leave the room when suddenly an old man entered the office.

"Well, well young lad I am certainly not going anywhere," his jolly voice spoke.

Irtaza immediately recognized the voice and his head shot up. His grandfather was there. He did not in any way expected him to visit his office.

"Assalam Alaikum Shabbir Uncle," Yawar greeted him.

(Greeting Shabbir uncle)

"Wa alaikum salam beta, jeetay raho," He replied.

(To you too. Live long)

And after exchanging a few casual dialogues Yawar, left the office while Irtaza stood up, his hands in his pockets, and observed his Dada (grandfather), wondering what emergency brought him to his office.

"Well, dada what brought you here today?" he asked when they were both alone.

"Clearly, it's not the way to address your grandfather, you little donkey" He spoke while sitting on the swivel chair in front of the desk, and Irtaza sat back in his seat.

"Haha, ok sorry, now tell me," He smiled.

His grandfather was the only person to whom he was closer. And he was the one who passed his Mafia empire to his eldest grandson. Of his time, he was also renowned as the most ruthless Mafia boss. And now his grandson was holding the empire which he built over the years. Irtaza learned the skills, adroitness, and experty of the Mafia world from his dada.

Yet his dada was the only person with whom he had his frank and cheerful attitude.

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