I couldn’t care a less I lied. It’s the first thing that came into my head. Arpa can yell all he wants. And Amanullah chasing me for his money. Don’t make me laugh. He’ll get what’s coming to him. Another bit of trash I need to deal with on the way up. Maqbul Chacha its different. He’s ruthless. I have to grab the stash from my bedroom and get it over to Salim in Heera Mandi otherwise Maqbul Chacha will get word the dealers are running low. Even over in Saudi Arabia nothing escapes him. Eyes and ears everywhere. But even him. Give it year. Just one year is all I need. Then I’ll be king of Lahore.