*
"Come," Fareed said as he led them down the passage. "We should be on our way."
"Not yet," Noor replied, avoiding his gaze. "I need to see a little bit more of the factory before we leave."
"And your reason is?" he raised an eyebrow infinitesimally.
"I've never been to one," she said.
"There's nothing to see in a factory," he said. "It's just workers, machines, and the four concrete walls of every other building you know. We have better things to do than to stand here and waste our times."
"What's that?" she asked, ignoring his statement. Fareed turned his gaze to what she was pointing at. It was a tall metal door with the top half of the door being tall and thick bars laid vertically across, like a dungeon cell.
"That's none of your business," Lukman said behind them. He se
