Chapter 278. Kidnapping

The driver maneuvered the car through the streets. Sheharzaad observed her surroundings as the car moved. She had been anticipating the location to arrive.

At last, the car stopped in front of a house that was no less than a mansion. Huge and posh. It was obvious, since none of Shabbir Haider Syed's friends could be a poor man coming from slums. The gold plate fixed by the side of the door said, 'Agha Hassan. 21st Street, Askari-1, DHA.'

Noticing the car stopping in front of the house, a guard came out, rifle hanging loosely around his shoulder.

Sheharzaad alighted from her vehicle. The security behind her was active as they all got on their feet.

"May I know who you are, madam?" the security guard asked, looking at Sheharzaad, the SUV from which she alighted, and then at the guards behind her. He immediately got the impression that she was an important figure.

"I'm Sheharzaad," she responded.

"Who Sheharzaad? I asked that because sir did not info