TIME: The past
Location: 2 minutes from Ojota
Some minutes to one, the roads were shiny and getting hot by the scorching sun. The sun was at its peak even though crowds of pedestrians, shoppers and others are seen walking along the pavements outside the shops or trying to cross the road. The noise of cars, taxis and trucks moving very fast caught the attention of passengers who either waited or waved their hands for taxis.
Alazam maintained his normal driving speed with his eyeballs glancing at the rear and side mirrors and also at the road. He made it mandatory to check on zixuan minute after minute.
Slowly, Alazam went into thought about Ahmed. He still can believe he lost his father even though clearly he didn't. Seconds later he was snapped out of his thoughts when his phone rang out. He dipped his fingers inside the pocket of his shirt and brought out a tiny cell phone.
