TRAGEDY AUGUST 13 '98
SECTION 077
Zaid snorted in annoyance, looking at the Emir. “One more time you discuss it, I will shoot you in the head myself.”
The Emir gulped in fear, though Zaid could not have shot the Emir in the head.
“Jeez, why is your face like yours. Are you afraid that I'll actually shoot you in the head?”
The Emir turned his face annoyed.
“Already, however, I will soon end all my duties as a bodyguard of Can Yemen. I've checked the filming schedule, and I can just disappear, while she's acting.”
Zaid clenched his hands crying out. He got up from the chair. Picked up some explosives in a crate he kept in the living room as well.
His hands were busy assembling explosives. Zaid wanted to leave Can and everyone closest to him using a method he also used while in Italy.
Some of the explosives were made up of items known only to special people, or people who had been in the military, and took part in war games.
“Hey, berandal! Don't tell me you ….. You want to blow yourself up just like you did in Italy?” The emir approached.
“Sure. Death is the end of everything the neatest and easiest to do.” Zaid's hands were busy assembling the bomb on the table.
“This time, I will make my death look more neat and perfect, than when in Italy,”.
“No. No. gabe. You can't do that here.” The Emir nodded in disagreement. “If you are abroad, you can do it that way, but, in Turkey bombs are indeed strictly prohibited.”
“If you do the same thing in Turkey, just like when you were in Italy, then your face will be plastered big the next day.”
“All the media will cover your death, and all the people in Turkey will recognize your face. You're forgot? here you don't change your name. Your name remains Zaid according to your birth certificate.”
“Job!” Zaid was upset, then slammed the explosives back into his desk.
“Good. Then I'll make something simple. How about a car accident?”
“Easy only. I'll get out of jail easily. Prisons in Turkey are not like prisons in Italy, are they?”
“No. No. gabe. You can't do that either. You still have to keep your name.”
“Sial! So, what should I do?”
“You can just resign from there, easy right? The most suitable escape in Turkey is a resignation.”
“What is enough? I don't think resignation will be enough.”
“Of course it is quite enough. You can tell them you're sick and almost dying. I'm sure they won't stop and ban you, if you say so.”
“If so, then I still leave a trace. All I want is, I disappeared without a trace.”
“Then you have to do something that irritates him. And I'm sure you'll be fired for that. Yeah, that's true. You have to be yourself. Your true character. Do not like to be regulated, and act according to your will.”
Zaid. Thinking for a moment. “You're right. That's a great idea.”
“Yes. Anyway, you can't use a bomb here, if that's not necessary.” The Emir let out a long sigh, then went to the kitchen to cook something.
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The snow season has arrived. The season is very much awaited by some people in Istanbul, Turkey, because it has a pretty stunning beauty during the winter.
The atmosphere of winter in Istanbul, Turkey, turns the city into a magical world with a pure white coating covering historic buildings and streets.
When the snow first fell in Istanbul, the atmosphere became cool and refreshing. Suddenly, everything around looked different.