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The car, the purpose of which was Ahmed’s house, drove with lightning speed. The taxi could barely keep up with her. And the taxi driver wanted to refuse the order, referring to the wear and tear of the car. The man who went to rescue Ahmed knew the language and was a trained specialist. He told the purpose of his arrival, and to his surprise, the taxi driver decided to help him. – I know whom you are talking about. You have brought good news. I will help you. And the car went as fast as the one in front of it. The taxi driver was a good driver, and he could hide when he needed to. The dark car did not notice the pursuit and drove up to Ahmed’s house. – Call the police.

– I am the police myself. If I call the police, I will scare them off.

– If you do not call the police, they will kill him. There are two of them. I know the history of this family. He has already been attacked. And the fact that his daughter is alive is wonderful news.

– «You’re right. Then call the police yourself. And the taxi driver called the police.