—Another City, Court—
Ahad was sitting on a huge bench out of the court lost in deep thoughts. What has he done? Mumtaz's words reverberated in his mind
'You know why this is happening with us Ahad?
Blood money.
We just drank it down.
The money you earn comes from people’s addiction, their helplessness.
Those people who are addicted to gambling, in the hope of winning the next time, they sell their homes, assets, starve their children and that is because you provide a place to cash their hopes.'
The incident that happened on the way to the court shook him.
Flashback
Ahad was driving when he saw commotion and all the cars stopped. There was a heavy traffic jam. He walked forward to see the cause of commotion and saw a man lying in a pool of blood and a few people trying to he
