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Murder Plan

Zunaira's POV:

I stepped out of the university shuttle.

Woooooof!!! Finally, this day is over. Yayy now I can sleep.

My brain screamed with joy.

I rang my house bell. The door flew open and I was greeted with a HUGE hug.

“Ahh stop trying to suffocate me!” I tried to breathe.

Grip loosened. I threw away the hugging arms. As I saw the person opposite me, I forgot blinking. A cute panda was staring angrily at me. By panda I mean my short heightened, chubby, small brown-eyed and rosy-cheeked best BEST friend since childhood.


Now it was my turn to hug her ferociously.

“WELCOME HOME!” I screamed with happiness.

“Thanks for hugging back or else I had a perfect plan to torture, kill and then burn you.” She giggled.

“Shut up bitch! Why didn’t you tell me that you are coming to Pakistan?!”

I pinched her.

“There’s a thing called a surprise. BTW stop pinching me WILDCAT” She rolled her eyes.

“No, I won’t. No, I won’t.” I sang.

I continued pinching her and she started punching and kicking me.

“Why the hell are you both wrestling in the doorway?!”

Fawad shouted from the TV lounge.

“None of your business.” I retorted.

I pushed Aliya, she fell and almost rolled over like a ball. I ran inside.

“Panda’s back. Yayayayaya. Lalalalala.” I did a happy dance.

“I was planning to give Aliya a welcome back treat and since you are always penniless so I was planning to invite you as well but now you are going to rot in the house while we both party.”

Fawad pulled my ponytail and teased me.

“Where?” I asked excitedly.

“YOU ARE NOT INVITED” Aliya shouted while trying to stand up.

“No one asked you. Shut up PAAAAAAANDA” I retorted.

“At the Marriot. I saw a deal yesterday. BURN!!” Fawad smacked my head.

Come on Zuni you can’t miss a free party at Marriott.

I thought while massaging my head.

“Than we’ll go to the wall at seaside” Aliya added.

“Alright fine I am sorry. Now please take me as well.” I tried to appear innocent.

“Oops someone’s apologizing Fawad.” Aliya faked a gasp.

“Fine let’s take this beggar.” He smacked my head once again.

“Alright, ladies get ready. We’ll leave in half an hour.” Fawad announced.

We both ran inside our room and started to get ready.

Umair's POV:

After breakfast, I went back home and sat at my favourite place on the lawn.

Alright, Shah, you have 6 hours to eliminate this threat or it is going to get serious.

I picked up my cell and dialled Shah Jelal, my personal assassin’s number. He picked up on the second ring.

“Boss! How may I be of service to you?” His heavy voice came from the other side of the line.

“Come to my place. We have a murder to plan.” I smirked.

“I’ll be there in 15 minutes, sir.” He replied obediently.

Mattia came with my coffee.

“Boss your coffee.” He placed the cup on the table in front of me.

“Tell Rehman to clean my car. A jerk messed with it today.” I spat the words in a venomous tone.

That university girl’s idiotic face flashed in front of my eyes.

I sipped onto my coffee.

Hmmm so what should I do with her. She tried to mess with my darling. First I gotta deal with Malia.

“Sir, Shah Jelal is here.”

Mattia informed me.

“Bring him here.” I replied in an emotionless tone.

Mattia and Shah Jelal came talking.

“Salam boss.” He saluted.

“Sit down. Mattia leave.” I ordered.

“Right away boss.” He bowed and left.

“I want you and your men to kill someone while I take her to the seaside wall.”

“You want me to shoot her?” He inquired.

“It doesn’t matter how you kill her. Just make it look like as if I have been attacked and she got killed accidentally.” I briefed him.

“Sir at what time and which place?” He asked in an excited tone.

Wow, this man really loves to spill blood. Perfect guy for the situation.

“I’ll pick her from PC hotel around 5 pm. Find a suitable place on the route to the wall and eliminate her. Remember that make it look like as if I have been attacked.” I said in a bored tone.

“Okay boss.” He bowed obediently.

I picked up my phone and showed him Malia’s photograph.

“She’s beautiful. Such a waste. Let us kidnap her and enjoy a bit.” He requested with a wicked smile.

“I said KILL HER. No arguments.” I replied with clenched teeth.

“Alright boss. ” He answered in a frightened tone.

“Do you need her photo to either recognize or cross-check her?” My bored expression was evident from my tone.

“Yes, boss.”

I sent him Malia’s photograph.

“Rs. 5 million will be transferred to your account once you get rid of her.”

His eyes shone at the mention of money.

“Okay boss. Can I leave now? I have a beauty to murder.” He grinned.


He bowed his head in respect and left.

“Malia honey grave’s calling you.” I smirked.

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