THIRTY ONE***
Muhammad Uthman is seated facing Mr. Akbar.
"I'm very happy that we finally reached an agreement. Muhammad" Mr. Akbar said sipping his fruit juice.
"I just hope everything works out perfectly" Muhammad Uthman replied
"But you'll have to give my daughter back". He continues making Mr. Akbar's face contort into one of displeasure.
"You're aware that even you, there's no way out. How much more your daughter?"
"This was not the deal Akbar!". Muhammad Uthman boomed, hitting his fist on the table that separated them.
"You don't have any say in this one. Remember? Your daughter's life is in our hands now. Your money is in our hands now. So is your reputation Uthman. All the things I mentioned are valuable to you. Aren't they?" Mr. Akbar asked with a smirk.
"This isn't how
