Met by Destiny

CHAPTER 40.2- BEFORE PT. 2

22 JUNE, 2011.
POLICE STATION, ISTANBUL, TURKEY*

"I wish I could have even quarter of your brain," babar sighed feign grief as he slumped on the seat across the table,

Fahad chuckled, "Don't think too much."

"Exactly what I do." Babar reply,

"No what I meant was," Fahad closed the case file after signing on it and lean back on his leather chair, "Don't think too much, that your even left over brain fuses out."

Babar gives a dry look at his remark and mock his actions,

"Anyway, about today's mission." Babar let out a whistle, "had to give it to them, they are doing a pretty great job of playing clean."

"Not to clean." Fahad say fixing his gaze on a paper weight, "Even after washing your hands, you leave the foam."

Babar gives him a blank stare, "So what do you want say is watch the foam dissolve completely after washing your hands."

Fahad clicked his fingers, "Yes, you do, if you don't want to leave any clue behind." Noticing babar's left out expression he adds, "Hypothetically, babar."

Realisation dawns on his face, "Oh, you meant a metaphor. I got it, I got it." His smile drops as he looks up at Fahad,
"But what foam did you got?"

Fahad chuckles getting up from his chair,
"A big one, babar a big one."

"Knowing you, you wouldn't stop saying in normal language, so it's waste to ask. So let's discuss about our mission which we are going in five days." Babar mutters opening up a file, he looks behind his shoulder to see Fahad looking out of the glass window of his office, which shows the other employees working in station. His hazel eyes glinting with a faraway look in them.

"Fahad?" He calls out.

Swiftly turning his head he says in a gentle yet determined tone,
"Hmm yes, about that." He walks back to his seat, "We need to make a team babar."

Babar nods thoughtfully, "Okay, let's discuss about this to Chief officer karim, I am sure he will recruit a team for you, and I will be handling the legal procedures obviously-"

Babar stoped talking as he noticed Fahad shaking his head almost thoughtful,

"What? What are you thinking Fahad?" Babar asks curiously,

Fahad looks at him for a moment but then drops what he was about to say, babar eyed him for a few moments and says,

"You-you are not thinking about recruiting your own team, are you?"

Fahad sighs looking at the people working on computers or writing complaints of the cetizens, "It wouldn't be that bad."

"You and me, we both know, we aren't allowed for that, especially for high profile case like this."

Fahad stands up from his chair and grabs the case file along with him, tapping on table with the file he says, "You are right. It was wrong of me to think like that. Now let's go to Chief officer's cabin." He whistles along and exits his cabin,