It was a dark night in Jerusalem; the dark clouds were covering the night sky, blotting out the starlight. A lone man could be seen walking alone in the dark empty street.
This lone man was Rashid Abubaker, he was fuming with anger as he returned from his late evening parties. He was not at ease ever since he heard from Abib that he had to pay more to get the information about the Knight Templars. Giving him that extra money had pushed him to the point of almost emptying his wallet.
This alone was not enough to get him this furious. It is just that this was coupled with the insubordination of his young wife Halima Zaituna. Without his consent, she had reported private family affairs to the Hajji. Lastly, as a materialistic person, he was running out of money to spend on his lavish lifestyle.
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