''It's nice to see you again brother.'', Claire gave a small smile before she exited the apartment.
''That was quick.'', Abu said to Ahmed now in his own body as Ali took over the charade of becoming Claire Durand. The three spent sometime discussing the next course of action. Now that now they had replenished stock of Dust and with three Al Faruq's Brigades in one vicinity there would be bound to be more action they could take.
''What do you want to do now brother?'', Ahmed wiped off sweat from his brow after using the treadmill.
''Help me to dry this off.'', Abu said. Unscrewing the water bottle he had brought from Iraq, he poured some of the content onto a baking tray. ''Oh, get me some of this stuff as well.'', Abu handed Ahmed a paper.
''No worries brother.'', Ahmed smiled as he memorized the content. ''Just let me get changed into something more suitable.''
****
Meanwhile in London, there was another meeting being conducted.
''Hello Mr. Bond.'', a female voice sounded through the intercom.
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