Fabian tosses and turns in his bed. He looks at the card Alphie gave him and falls deep into thought.

"Maybe I should take this job. It can offer me anonymity and I can still do my research." He sighs as he takes out his phone to call the number. Something doesn't feel right.

"Hello? Williamson Securities?" he asks nervously.

"Yes, you have reached the manager of Mrs. Patricia Williamson. How may I help you?" the voice is of Alphie but it seems he doesn't recognize Fabian's voice.

"Hey Alphie, it's me. Fabian."

"Oh hey...I thought you would never call. Thanks, you saved my ass." He continues after a short pause, "So have you decided yet?"

"I was thinking of meeting your boss and talking to her face to face."

"Sure. No problem. How about tomorrow at 9 PM?"

"I thought business meeting timings are from morning 9 till evening 5." Fabian asks reading the card.

"This isn't a normal business meeting Fabian. Tomorrow it is then. Be ready at sharp 8 PM. I'll come to pick you up."

"I can go there by myself. I don't need a babysitter."

"Don't argue with me Fabian, I have to go. Bye. Be ready."

Fabian takes a sigh of relief when he cuts the call. Finally, he wouldn't have to depend on Alphie that much. He always felt bad for him. When he came to this country, Alphie was the only person he could trust. He was the only one who would blindly believe him no matter what. But for the past 2 months, Fabian felt like he was a burden on him. He was snapped from his thoughts when his phone rang indicating he received a message. He opened the notification.

"Your appointment with Mrs. Patricia Williamson has been scheduled for tomorrow at 21:00 hours sharp. Please be well dressed and equipped with the necessary documents. Thank You."

The message made him more confused and tense. Maybe this was a bad idea? Maybe he shouldn't have ...No Fabian...it's time to get out of this shithole, get a job and make sure Haseena gets her justice.

The next evening, Alphie reaches Fabian's apartment to find him dressed in his usual self.

"You don't have a suit?"

"Why? Isn't this good enough?" Fabian asks looking at himself in the mirror.

"Nah uh ...you are meeting one of the top people in our country and I can't let you meet her like this. We have to stop by my place and get you a suit."

Alphie drags him to his car and takes him to his house. It was a decent 2 bedroom apartment and when he first saw Fabian, he insisted that he move in with him. But he refused as the area was pretty busy and it would have been dangerous for him to stay in such a crowded place.

They find Fabian a suit and it looked good on him. They then leave for Williamson Securities. As the car was reaching the parking lot, Fabian was awestruck by the structure of the building. It seemed as if it was touching the sky and the lights made it impossible to ignore.

As they enter the building, Fabian sees many men in black suits and earpieces. They bowed looking at Alphie. He must work in a very high position. They enter into the elevator and Alphie takes out a special card and turns to him,

"Look Fabian, the floor no. 39 is off-limits. It is only accessible with this card. That is where the 'Williamson Castle' is." He points the card at a sensor and presses the 39th-floor button. As soon as the doors were going to close, a woman with dark sunglasses enters the lift. Alphie freezes when he sees her but composes himself. The door closes and the woman breaks her silence.

"I see you still do rounds for her."

"It's nice to see you again Nina." Alphie replies though he was still in shock as to why she came back.

"I came here because she asked me to." She answers as if she read his mind.

"And when did you start listening to her? Is it because of Mara?" dreading to hear the answer.

"You'll see."

The door opens and the woman walks straight towards the office. The guards try to stop her but Alphie nods at them and they let her pass.

"Who was she?" Fabian asks out of curiosity.

"Nina Martin. Sister of the girl you have to protect."