Asad called his secretary to find him the best P.I in Bhopal. Only the best would work on Zoya's mission to find her father. Anyone less qualified was not welcome. It was strange how since being with Zoya most of his thoughts were occupied by her. This had to be the first time he was thinking about something other than work when he was in his office.
"Sir, I got a number for the best private investigators in Bhopal. The company is called Yousuf and Yusuf. I am leaving the number on the desk."
Asad, broken from his reverie, looked at his assistant gratefully. He would call them up right now and ask them to come over to his place. He wasn't going to be arrogant and presume to know Zoya's case. He was going to let her tell them what she knew and wanted.
If there was one thing living with Zoya had taught him it was respecting others opinions. He had been wrong on so many levels when it came to her. His Ammi was right a person's clothes did not define their character…in fact it defined nothing at all. He was going to call her and ask her if there was a suitable time for her to speak to the private investigators.
He dialed his house line. After what seemed like several hundred rings Zoya picked up.
"Zoya, this is Asad. I have found you the number of the best investigators in Bhopal. Is there a particular time you would like to meet them…or day even?"
Zoya was surprised that Asad had thought to ask her opinion. It was a pleasant change and she was definitely pleased.
"Asad", said Zoya shyly, "Today at 7 will be fine if it's ok with you, Phuphi and Najma."
"I am sure it will will Zoya. Don't fret so much. I will instruct them to come to our house today then. Bye"
"Bye"
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Yusuf was extremely surprised to receive a phone call from the great Asad Ahmed Khan. He had heard all about him from his other more mysterious client, He was curious to see what Asad Ahmed Khan wanted investigated. It was bound to be something good. You can imagine his surprise when he was told to meet him at his house because the service was not for him but a guest living there. His interest was definitely piqued.
It was an hour till seven. He was almost ready and he was on the way out of the door for his appointment. It didn't take Yusuf very long to identify the house. It was the only one that was so modern and well built in the locality. He had to admit to some shock that Rashid Khan was not out of business.
Knocking on the door he waited for an answer.
"Assalamu alaykum Mr. Khan. My name is Yusuf Mohammad. We spoke on the phone in the afternoon. I am the private investigator."
"Come in Mr. Mohammad. Let me introduce you to my Ammi, my sister Najma and Zoya. Zoya this is private investigator I hired for you."
Interesting. So this was the girl who Asad Ahmed Khan wanted to help. He had feeling that she resembled someone that he knew.
"Zoya in order to help you, you need to give me every single detail you can remember or have physical evidence for."
Zoya began her story of the fire and her search for her Abu's. Yusuf began to get a little uncomfortable. The story sounded very similar to that of another client's. Zoya went into the guest room and brought him a few pictures she had of her old home before it had been burnt to ashes. To his horror her realized that it was indeed the same house. Unless he was going crazy he was pretty sure he had found his client's very much alive and missing daughter. This was not good. This was not good at all.
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Yusuf knew that his first duty was to the man he called Siddiqui. He was not going to be happy knowing that the daughter he had tried to kill was still alive. Everything that he had worked for effectively became his daughters as the money he had used had come from her mother…her very dead mother. If she filed a case of murder…no things were definitely bad.
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