Eight

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  The lover boy was either smart or just a dumb driver. Ahmed was going with the former. He knew within himself that the guy was either CIA as Salif had claimed, or he was a security personnel, neither of which he was going to admit to his team, he didn't want them second guessing him.  Ahmed had reacted too late when the lover boy had suddenly slowed down, it was either he overtook him or blew his cover. He had chosen the latter. Ahmed had decided, without consultation from Abdul or Salif, that he was gonna snatch the doctor. He had come from a little shopping where he had gone to get the stuff needed to carry out an effective and fast kidnapping, and threw the items at Abdul.  He trusted Abdul more, for the only reason that he was a fighter, although he wasn't a match for Ahmed. He lik

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