Kameel's Presidential Palace.
"It's for you, Sir." The butler handed over the telephone. Kameel nonchalantly pressed it to his ear, his cigar-hoarse voice responding with a rusty hello. He suddenly hit a pause when he identified the person at the other end of the line. Kameel looked up at the servant next to him, flicking his finger in the direction of a slim notebook lying aimlessly on the side table. A pen was handed over, and he began to scribble down an address. Two addresses...
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*Satina*
Labin raced to the Nagi estate with Murad to deliver an important message. "Kameel's men are withdrawing. The General has been out of reach, and the men await his orders," he reported to Sharou. Something was off, they could all smell it.
"And you say that Arsalan is not responding to your cal
