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– «I know what you’re thinking. It is only necessary to order and the order will be executed. Our sniper is already here, he is waiting.

– Then let us not delay. Go ahead. Said made the call.

There was a car parked outside Ahmed’s family’s house. It did not seem noticeable at all; nothing could be seen through the tinted windows. Among other cars, it did not stand out in any way. The residents of the house did not know about the danger that awaits them. The good-natured Ahmed was glad to have a guest and did not go to his store. This outburst of joy literally saved his life. No one left this house during the whole day. Night was falling; the man sitting in the car was nervously fiddling with the key chain in his hand, and was looking forward to the morning. The morning was crucial, but no one was in a hurry to leave the house, it seemed that the house was empty. And so it was. The residents of the house and its guests learned about the danger that lies in wait for them and left their abode early in the morning through a window that looked out on the opposite side. – Let’s go to my store, we will decide everything there. – We need to report it to the police. What is it?