"For the first mission – I will personally be in charge of it. Fahmid and Ahsan will accompany me. We'll wrap things up quickly.
For the second mission – it needs caution. Mr. Monish, you'll take the lead. Mr. Reza, I hope you'll assist him. Make sure others don't learn about the truth. If the warehouse is already empty, abort the mission. If someone tries to investigate you, just say you're taking cotton for medical purposes. Dhaka is now filled with people, and the entire world is watching it. Try not to make any fuss.
For the last mission – Mr. Jakaria, Mashrafi, and Rakib will form a team. I'll inform Mr. Liton, who will lead you. Different factions might have looted those factories for money. Just negotiate with them using money. Make sure expert craftsmen and technicians feel safe and secure while hiring them.
I repeat: this is not a combat mission. Do things peacefully. Fire only when your life is in danger."
—Fayez instructed them calmly.
In his previous life, Fayez was a disciplined man—always prepared with a plan and schedule. People say, "A disciplined man always excels." But it didn't work in his life. Corruption hindered his ambition. Maybe he just died before he could walk the path of success. Fate had stored far greater opportunities for him.
"You're mingling with that Captain far too much—you're starting to sound like him. Are you two a thing or something?"The entire group burst into laughter at Fahmid's remark.
"Anyway, we know how to get the job done. If we can't complete a mission as simple as this, then I'm a twink,"Mashrafi declared with an air of confidence.
"Very well—if you mess things up, then you're gay."Everyone laughed again, this time even louder, at Fayez's unexpected remark.
"Looks like you're getting some positive influence from me,"Fahmid said with a sly smile.
"Enough chitchatting. Prepare for the upcoming mission and get the job done,"Fayez ordered, dispersing them like a boss.
After the meeting, Fayez crossed paths with Roshni.
"I heard you've started learning accounting and arithmetic from Mr. Reza. How's it going?"
"Initially I struggled a bit, but I'm doing well now,"Roshni replied honestly. Fayez gave—or rather, returned—a stack of cash.
"You're the one in charge of the treasury. Mr. Monish and your uncle will ask for money later. Make sure to write down every expense."
Roshni was surprised at first, but quickly accepted the money.
"Thanks for putting your trust in me. I'm not going to slack off, that's for sure."
Fayez simply nodded. Roshni quickly handed him a lunch box.
"Make sure to sha—"
"I know. You don't have to repeat it. Why do you always treat me like a kid? Are you my mommy or something?"Fayez was annoyed—his pride wouldn't allow him to be treated like a pampered child.
Roshni became embarrassed for no clear reason and muttered,"Arif and Sumi are playing in the garden. I need to take care of them."
Meanwhile, Mr. Liton returned home and saw Fayez standing in the corridor.
"I saw Roshni rushing to her room. Did something happen between you two?"Mr. Liton asked, eyeing Fayez with a skeptical look.
"I just handed over some money to her. She probably rushed off to keep it in a safe place,"Fayez replied, strategically skipping the real reason.
"Oh, just that. I heard from the boy with the long hair that you have a mission for me."
"Yeah. You guys will be heading to Narayanganj—we talked about it earlier. Cooperate with the others, and take your expenses from Roshni,"Fayez said bluntly, not bothering to explain again.
"Well then, I'll talk things out with the others."Without wasting any time, Liton turned and left.
That afternoon, Fayez, along with Fahmid and Ahsan, headed for Tongi Jute Mill. Since it wasn't too far, they reached their destination within an hour on foot.
As they approached the mill, a stingy, putrid scent filled the air—a foul stench of decay.
"Where the hell is that smell coming from?"Fahmid muttered, clearly annoyed and disturbed.
They all covered their noses with cloth and followed the trail of the smell. It led them to a nearby pond.
What they saw left them horrified.
The water in the pond had turned a deep, unsettling red. Human corpses floated on the surface, bloated and disfigured. The gruesome sight overwhelmed them.
Fayez and the others immediately turned away and vomited.