The resistance fighters came at night, their faces stern, their voices decisive.
Their leader approached Yusuf and said in a tone that brooked no argument:
"It is time for retribution."
Khalid understood immediately.
He froze in place, his face pale as ashes, then began to tremble, muttering broken words:
"No... no... not now... please... I was forced... I swear... I swear..."
Yusuf approached, his eyes a mixture of anger and sadness.
"Khalid... you had a choice. You chose a house in Tel Aviv... in exchange for the blood of your family and your land."
Khaled cried out, tears streaming down his face:
"They threatened me! I had no choice!"Yusuf replied sternly:
"You always had a choice. Your mother... Your mother exposed you because she refused to bear your shame. Today..
