Chapter Fifty-Three: Return of the Organization

After leaving the nightclub, Aboud was driving through the relatively quiet city streets, heading back to his apartment. He felt a psychological weight after his meeting with John, his mind racing with thoughts about the wallet and the organization. Everything pointed to the fact that things were becoming far more dangerous than he had anticipated.

Aboud (to himself, nervously): "Things are getting more complicated... Why John now? What’s waiting for me in this game?"

As he drove slowly on the empty road, he noticed in his rearview mirror that a black car was approaching him at high speed. At first, he didn’t pay much attention, thinking it was just another speeding car.

But suddenly...

BOOM!

The black car rammed into Aboud's car from behind with force, pushing him violently forward. The sudden jolt didn’t stop him from thinking quickly.

Aboud (surprised, but maintaining his calm): "What the hell is this?!"

He glanced in the rearview mirror again, but this time saw a person sitting in the back seat of the black car, holding a gun and aiming it at him.

Aboud (to himself, seriously): "This isn’t a random accident... they’re targeting me."

Tat-tat-tat-tat!

Gunshots suddenly rang out. Bullets shattered the rear window of Aboud’s car, sending shards of glass flying through the air. Aboud immediately started swerving on the road, trying to dodge the bullets.

Aboud (calmly, with sharp eyes): "If they want to kill me, they’ll have to try harder than that."

Aboud sped up, but the black car continued to chase him. One of the men inside aimed at Aboud’s tires, trying to force his car to crash, but Aboud skillfully maneuvered to keep control.

At that moment, Aboud found himself driving across a small bridge with narrow roads ahead, making it harder to evade them. But he knew he had to act fast and smart. Instead of trying to escape, he decided to take an offensive approach.

Aboud (seriously, looking at the mirror): "No more running. It’s time to fight back."

Taking a deep breath, Aboud gripped the steering wheel tightly. In one swift motion, he slammed on the brakes hard, causing the black car to ram into him again. But this time, he was using the crash to his advantage.

BOOM!

Another crash, but Aboud was prepared this time. As soon as the black car stopped for a moment after the collision, Aboud grabbed a knife he had stashed in his car, opened the door, and quickly jumped out.

One of the men from the black car got out, holding a gun and cautiously approaching Aboud’s car, not realizing that Aboud had already left it.

SWOOSH!

Aboud lunged at the man from behind, knocking him to the ground, and swiftly stabbed him, incapacitating him. It was quick and brutal, leaving the man no time to react.

Aboud (breathing heavily): "Next step..."

But Aboud wasn’t alone. Another man exited the black car, gun in hand, and began shooting at Aboud again. Aboud quickly ducked behind his car to avoid the bullets.

Tat-tat-tat-tat!

Bullets tore through the metal frame of Aboud’s car, but he stayed crouched, carefully watching the movements of the man hunting him. Aboud waited for the right moment, then grabbed a stone lying on the ground next to him.

In one fluid motion, as the man approached, Aboud leaped out from behind his car and hurled the stone at the man’s head with force. The stone struck the man squarely on the forehead, causing him to collapse, unconscious.

With his breath coming in ragged gasps after the intense chase, Aboud cautiously approached the black car, only to find that the driver had fled.

Aboud (wiping the sweat from his forehead): "This isn’t over, but it’s not the end for me."

The black car was partially wrecked from the crash, but Aboud felt that this was only the beginning. The organization was coming for him, and the chase had just started.