Yacoubian Building Novel Novels & Stories

Jacob took a very deep breath before getting out of his car. He adjusted the earpiece in his ears. He looked around and tried to see if there was anything suspicious. When he felt like it was safe enough, he walked towards an old abandoned building that was just next to the building where Ibrahim had entered several minutes ago. “Jacob is everything alright?” Alan's voice rang through Jacob's earpiece. Jacob walked up to the second floor, where he could witness things at the opposite building through the window. He took out his binoculars to see what was actually happening there.

Toby asked with an etched eyebrow, watching Yara pull out a big sized novel from the shelf and Barnes smile proudly. "Thatweird_author." she replied, holding the novel up to his eye level. A bestseller mystery- thriller, crime fiction novel with the name written boldly on it 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 -𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍. "Barnes books?" Toby asked, a smile rested on his face as Yara looked at him in perplexity.

No exceptions! Calum hung up the call and quickly contacted the other connections in the capital. They quickly assembled and surrounded the Yack Mansion! The Yack mansion was located on an ancient hill, covering hundreds of acres. It was very majestic. In the mansion, Fabian Yack was having tea and chatting with a few good friends, discussing business. Fabian was in his 30s, and he single-handedly founded Citron Entertainment. He had quite a reputation in the capital.

The room, though silent, was filled with the quiet whispers of old books, the passing breeze through the windows, and the echo of footsteps that never ceased. In a new city on the outskirts of Cairo, in a towering glass skyscraper, Malik, Dima, Daniel, and Rovan arrived to inspect their new headquarters, which would become the launching pad for their next plans. The tower was majestic, gleaming in the evening light, its large windows reflecting the city lights like a warning beacon to anyone who approached. Malik stood by a window, his eyes scanning the bustling streets, a tremor running through him—a mixture of power and control, but also a subtle unease about what might come. Dima, beside

“Mat Sepah said he’s not sure. He left with his subordinates but never returned with them.” Shadow hummed, low while tracing her finger on her lips. Ya’acub raised his hand this time. Ya’acub was the last born. He inherited his father's smiley face but his light brown eyes matched his mother's. Being the youngest, he was the tallest among the three. His toned body and long limbs were perfections. “Yes.” “We have eyes at the research facility. Several carriages go through there every day, and we’re not sure if he is in one of them?”

There is an anxious wait until both men emerge at the window, and just as Jacobi is about to help a weakened Ibrahim out, Ibrahim pushes him. My last conscious visual is of Jacobi falling…of him falling through the sky, just as the ladder falls in the other direction and as the house finally goes down. Taking all of them with it. Then my eyes closed. ***Do you guys want a book in Ibrahim's pov?***