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– How few of you are left. My loyal people. If I get out of this situation, I will thank you generously. And if not, then I do not know how you will be saved without me. Arthur literally had a premonition of his collapse.

– So we are not complaining about anything anyway. We have more than enough of what we get. Arthur smiled sweetly once more. That sweet smile was such a rare attribute of his. To do this, something very important and good had to happen that related specifically to him. His faithful servant was so glad to see this smile, and he smiled.

The next day, the Moscow airport left the plane in which the future killer of Ahmed was sitting. Two chairs away from him sat a man who flew to save Ahmed and tell him that his daughter was alive. Arthur himself flew on a private plane. He planned to do everything quickly and return with a live product.

Everything went exactly as everyone intended. Arthur carried out his plan. The police watched as he carried out his plans. The plane in which Jamal was sitting arrived at its destination, and a car was already waiting for the passenger at the airport. The man who was watching quickly took a taxi and followed the car that drove away.