19. Past

"We used to live in Iran before," Alizeh told as they both sat on the couch, enjoying the dry fruits.

"Then why move to Pakistan?" Roshanay pressed her to continue her story. Both of them were in a deep discussion when Roshanay asked Alizeh about her family history.

"It's all vague and ambiguous in my mind. I don't remember anything distinctively as I was a kid maybe 6 or 7 when we moved to Pakistan but my mother has told me this story," Alizeh made herself comfortable on the large couch and then looked at Roshanay, whose eyes were curiously looking at her. "Our father, Isfahan Khan, along with Irtaza bhai's grandfather, Shabbir Haider Syed were the mafia don of Iran and Pakistan. They both together controlled these two countries and also the nearby areas. But.... my father was killed one day,"

Roshanay's mouth hung open, "killed?" she asked in surprise.

"Yes. Apparently he was killed by one of his closest friends. A bid on his head was made and his closest friend took that bid and be