The text still glowed on Zulfishan’s screen when they reached Aabi’s apartment.
Tick tock, Miss Shah. Let’s see what you’re willing to lose first.
The words weren’t just a threat — they were a countdown.
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They barely stepped inside when Raheel’s phone rang. He answered, and his expression instantly hardened.
“What?” His voice rose. “When?”
Zulfishan’s pulse spiked. “What happened?”
Raheel hung up slowly, eyes locked on hers. “It’s Mawra. She’s missing.”
The air went heavy.
Aabi’s voice was a low growl. “Haris.”
Raheel nodded grimly. “Security footage shows a black SUV near her office. No plates. She got in… or was forced in. Fifteen minutes later, the SUV vanished.”
Zulfishan gripped the edge of the table to steady herself. “He said I’d lose something first. He meant her.”
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