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Chapter 4 - Chapter # 01: Blur IV

2006 After 14 days of Aku Murder

City PZY

" A man was found dead in his apartment in Dalai Street last night. Reports suggest that police received information from neighbors of an extremely bad smell coming out of his flat which is unbearable. Authorities reportedly rushed to the spot and found the door locked from inside. Upon breaking down the door, they found a headless body inside. The dead body was in a very terrible condition. The body has been identified as SANTINO BURK. He was stabbed two times, in the chest and stomach Police said they found no weapons at the crime scene but believe the weapon used in the beheading was possibly a sharp cutlass. "

Television sound was echoing in the living room. Reporter shouting, reporting about the incident that happened in Dalai Street. An old man sitting on the front couch listening to the news attentively. Someone put a hand on his shoulder, and he got startled and turned back

" Ah ! Maaz it's you " he sighed. A tall man folding his hands on his chest was standing in front of him.The man standing in front of him was so damn good-looking.

He was wearing a grey formal suit, his broad shoulders and muscular body perfectly hidden in a grey-colored waistcoat, his heavy muscle was visible in the well-fitted sleeves of his coat. He had a square-shaped face with a normal nose, fine cheekbones, and a strong jawline. His eyebrows were a little bushy and sharp-angled which made him look more mysterious and sharp-minded. His dark brown eyes were bright and spellbinding, they could bewitch all those who fell under his steady gaze, his dark brown eyes were covered by thick and long lashes. He was handsome in a startling, challenging, breathtaking sort of way.

His eyes were gazing at him with wonder and a weak smile was dancing on his lips. He raised his eyebrow questioningly " So were you scared?" He asked, his voice was so deep and attractive that it made the listener enchanted by it.

The old man shook his head in denial "Why would I be scared " he said and again shifted his attention to the news, he also sat beside him.

"According to the report, the murdered person was a resident here for two years. Police said that a serious enmity was stated to be the reason behind the brutal murder but the exact cause would be established as the investigation concludes...….." reporter went silent and the TV screen went dark.

Maaz turned off the television by remote. "Aren't afraid. So, what are you thinking about? " He was serious but he was saying in a very soft manner as if he is talking to a small child

" You already know who the dead man was. " he answered after keeping quiet for a while. Television was off now but that old man was still staring at it. wrinkles on his face were not only showing his age but also his experience as well, His deep black eyes had an era locked inside them.

He was Turhan Grayson, a special & senior member of the MUL ( Markotophia united league) and former vice president of the party.

80 years had passed since the liberation of Markotophia. After nine years of independence, Markotophia was mired in chaos, racism, and corruption.

Wrapping the country in inefficiency and corruption in the early stages not only benefits the enemies but also becomes a gold mine for the black money makers and its punishment is suffered only by the poor and innocent people.

This was what actually happened with Markotophia, as corruption grew, Markotophia became a den of black businesses. Big and small mafias and other criminal organizations started to emerge. Markotophia had become an important center for smuggling.

Turhan Grayson's father Parikh Grayson founded the MUL political party, MUL became a very popular political party among the people due to its agenda. As soon as Parikh Grayson came to power, he worked on the main objective of MUL, which was to strengthen the country's institutions.

The system of the country began to improve.Trade and tourism started increasing to some extent. Because of tourism and trade, the security of the country has been strengthened, due to which the black market and smugglers suffered a lot.

Parikh Grayson was killed a few years later. Before he died, he made Turhan the vice president of the party. After his father's murder, his presidency was started to questioned as disunity raised in the party, and he resigned from the presidency. After him, his sons showed no interest in politics, and neither took party membership.

And today in front of his eyes, his thirty years old grandson is climbing the steps for party chairmanship. Maaz Gabriel had a party membership since he was twenty-six years old, Turhan never forced his sons to join the party because his heart was still saddened by the death of his father. When Maaz expressed his desire to join the party, he forbade him and tried his best to stop him but how he could stop Maaz, who was just as stubborn as his father Parikh Grayson.

" Yes, I know he was the very special man of Cyrus. Then ?? " Maaz's voice broke the chain of his thoughts.

He nodded in agreement " Yes, he handled targets, customers, and places, he was the white face of his black business " he was speaking and Maaz was carefully listening to him "Killer has killed him very perfectly. It was not so easy to kill him and that too brutally. Nah never! The deceased was an important person, but the person who killed him was also not an ordinary person. " he added then looked at the person who was sitting beside him with curious eyes as if trying to read his facial expressions but his face was blank, completely expressionless.

He was also staring at the dark screen of the television, sensing the gaze of his grandfather he looked at him " I'm sure Cyrus would be behind his murder" he said calmly like he had no interest in the Aku murder case. And yes he really had no interest in it.

Turhan knotted his brows " I'm not born yesterday. I know these people kill their trusted persons when they needed, but not the one whom they needed." His tone was stern as if he wanted to remind Maaz that he too once had been a player in the game of politics.

Maaz narrowed his eyes and then looked at him quietly " So you think I have ordered someone to kill him"