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Late in the evening Guntur arrived in Pakse, the car stopped at the house of Rashid Wangrat’s family. His habit of covering his face with a hood remained unchanged. It was not difficult for this person to calculate the location of Sultana. He had to wait patiently for this beauty to come out of the house. Amir and Sultana Wangrat were inseparable. Amir never left his wife’s side. The last two days Sultana went to the mall to buy gifts for the New Year. She went to the same time, the same place. On the third day, the girl out of habit left the house and I was waiting for Amir on the street. The risk was great, but this man took a risk, and quietly drove up in a car, approached her from behind and plugged her mouth and nose with a soaked mask, Sultana lost consciousness. Everything was done quickly and efficiently. The car door slammed the screeching of wheels and the distant sound of the car leaving could be heard. Amir ran outside, but it was too late. He realized that he had lost her. – It was stolen. Rashid went outside.