It was sometime in February, 1973.
The Sardar (Chieftain) had another huff from his huqqa (Hubble-Bubble). The expressions on his face told that he was
in a very serious conversation. Wind was blowing the flame of the oil-lamp
which continuously shortened and lengthened the shadows on the opposite walls. The man on the other side was
invisible in the dark. Nobody knew his exact name. In fact he himself did not
remember what his real name was. People called him Prince – the assassin. He
had his first kill at the age of 13 and after that he counted his age only in
terms of killings. From business tycoons to politicians and generals, he
assassinated without leaving a trace. His score was 21 kills in 21 attempts!
The Sardar was told that Prince never returned and never failed and that is why
he took his fee all in advance. Sardar was reluctant but had no choice. After
all, he had to do something and there were less than 24 hours left. He could
not afford doing nothing.
