Four figures sat at a round table looking at each other yet not entirely seeing the other. Each one was in deep thoughts about how they got to the point where they currently were at. Hafsa looked around the room at her fellow master minds. Before her sat, Jafar, Swafan, and the third was popularly know us the mind master.
All the four were part of the Blackbirds who had conspired against five major families a few years ago. They were either blood related to the victims or had a sort of connection with them. The last time they had met like this face to face, they had cooked up plans that had orphaned five children.
None of them had anticipated to meet again under such pressure and circumstances. Unlike before, there were seven other chairs that were left empty waiting for the people to occupy. Seconds turned into minutes before the door was banged opened and a man walked in.
