Commander Ahmed

Third POV

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Henry brushed off the ringing of his phone, determined to focus on his current thoughts. “I need to talk to Abigail,” he muttered to himself, ignoring any potential distraction.

He looked down at the man on the floor, completely passed out and unresponsive.

Deciding that he wouldn't let the man go unpunished, he finally brought out his phone and his brows furrowed upon seeing that it was Zayn who had been calling him.

Henry didn't bother calling back, he knew that he could drop a message later in the day but right now, his only goal was to make this son of a bitch rot in prison.

"Hello Ahmed, I need you to come to Palm Bay Beach, you might need to bring a lot of your men cause I got a wild one for you. Make sure he spends the rest of his life in prison and never gets bail." The minute the receiver picked up the phone, he spoke with a commanding tone that demanded respect. The person on the other end was a commander general, someone who wasn't to be messed with.

In fact,