DEAD

Three months later Months. It has been months. Irtaza has been trying to locate his brother but he couldn't. The family was too desperate. Their final hope was Irtaza. The tracker has been taken out of Shehryaar's body. Even he was not able to find Sheharzaad. Yet he was aware where she was. But he didn't loose hope. He was just waiting for the right moment. Rather the right call. And the call came, while he was sleeping with his little wife, Zahra snoring on his bare chest. As soon as the screen flashed with an unknown number, careful enough not to wake Zahra up, he got up and left the room. Getting to the balcony of his room, he lit up his cigarette first as the bell was still ringing. He did not pick up the call. Rather he cut it and dialed another number. Giving instructions to the person, he placed his phone on the railing of the balcony, he fixed the stick between his lips, and waited for the caller to call again. He smirked. As his phone began to ring again. "What took you so lo