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06. The Competition

The globe flies through the air before it bumps against the bookshelf, ricochets like a soccer ball and lands on the floor and rolls until it stops in front of the huge rosewood desk. Ahmed is mad. "Nothing …! It’s Thursday already and you incompetent idiots don’t have anything! You are like aimless beheaded chickens. Idiots! Idiots!” An uncomfortable silence hangs in the office while Ahmed glares at his microphone on the desk as if it is the culprit. Then he hears the anxious voice of Aryan: "It’s not possible to be at all places at the same time, sir, we are only three and it will take some time, but we will capture him. I promise, sir.” Ahmed shakes his head and looks like a lost little boy as he looks up to his guru for help. "The boy hasn’t gone to the police. That could mean that he discarded the book already and is trying to forget his ordeal and that he doesn’t take what the professor scribbled seriously. That’s all conclusion I can come to now.” Vipracitti comes forward,

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