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Chapter 11

An incoming call lit up Q’s private phone.

The man stared at the army-green device with a white towel across his shoulders. Suspicious, he took the ringing phone inside the reception area. He was at a Lawn Tennis Resort area where he had gone to show some Love – as he would call it. He let the call vibrate violently till the ringing stopped, hoping that the person does not call back.

But they did. The phone vibrated to life once more.

This is unusual, he thought. This person intends to speak with him. No mistake. For this to occur, it means that the person must know what businesses he was into.

He picked the call.

And waited for the person to speak.

There was pin silence on the other side. Yet, he waited. For something.

“The man with the alias of ‘Q,’ are you there?” A crisp voice with a slight trace of Indian accent spoke, so clear, Q felt he was present in

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