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Post by Monique Adelina De'Ath on Oct 20, 2021 8:55:52 GMT
As the darkness of early evening cast its shade across the city a burly figure, wearing a dark cloak, makes its way furtively along the narrow streets and then, suddenly, darts into a side alley. A closer look reveals the figure to also be sporting a large brimmed hat, pulled downwards to obscure the face.
Stopping outside a dingy looking building, the figure reaches out a hand towards a shoddy wooden door, and….
Knock, knock…..knock, knock…
A small slot in the door opens, to expose the tanned face of a Middle Eastern man, with a large gap in his top dentures,
“Password”, he utters, his accent thick and heavy.
“Yes, my name is…well it doesn’t matter what my name is….I am looking for a certain ‘Hakim’, or, as I have heard others refer to him, ‘Big H’. You see I have a little job”
The slot closes with an abrupt clunk.
“Oh, err…hmmmh….now let’s see….ah, this should do it”. Reaching into his cloak, the burly figure pulls out a leather bag, it chinks as he does so.
Knock, knock…..knock, knock
Once again the slot opens but before any reply is sounded the bag is held up and shaken, opening it a handful of coins are produced and then dropped back into the bag.
“Welcome effendi, password correct”!! The door slowly opens and the burly figure is ushered inside, the door swiftly closing behind him.
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