Malik had tried everything to find out who was oppressing his business to no avail, all he kept hearing was he had pissed off the wrong person. Malik's men had turned on him, but he wasn't aware to what extent. He sat on his motorbike on the highest peak of Country F's highest mountain comfortable in the darkness and deep in thoughts about his predicament.
He had fought tooth and nail to get information about who was targeting him and why, but no one was willing to sell him any information. He sat on his bike pondering who he could've pissed off so much that he had invited such bad luck. Malik was stressed, his property was rapidly depreciating, he'd had to sell some land to pay off some people for not only protection but also information once he realised, he had no one on his side. He had to find out who this invisible enemy was and soon as possible because he was quickly losing his credibility if not already lost.
