Dubai;

The agents assembled at the safe house at different times and greeted each other.

Technically, the team was supposed to consist of new agents who had never met each other before in their lives but Bipin believed that a winning combination shouldn't be broken.

Nakul and the Team sat down to converse with Bipin as the phone call was set. Bipin answered and was greeted by Pranav who was eating Horlicks with a spoon through a bowl.

"Stop eating, Pranav."

"Sorry, can't," Pranav shrugged.

"Alright now, I need intel Zoya"

"I gathered what I could from servers I could hack into and the information provided by each one of you. After putting it all together we have about 7-8 years of Information. I tracked down a hierarchy and it goes as follows:

Umar Hassan. A popular criminal lawyer in the court of Abu Dhabi reports to a tourist company owner Shoaib Khan. Who then, reports to Bakhtiyar. Umar is a lawyer and can easily get in touch with a few new criminals on the market and bring them on his side while Shoaib can travel to mysterious places to look for hideouts without being suspected."

"Great work, Zoya," Nakul said while Aditi gave her a pat on the back.

"Do we have enough Intel on Umar, Zoya?"

"Nakul, here in Dubai has tracked down Umar's weekly schedule and the cases he is working on currently," Zoya replied.

"Great. Pick up Umar. Nakul, you're in charge."

"Yes, Sir" Nakul replied and the phone call was cut from the other end leaving a monotonous screeching sound coming from the speaker"

——x——

The plan was charted and agents were briefed. It was Game Day and everyone was on their toes.

Nakul and Aditi were busy loading the guns, Victor was doing his daily warm-up and practising his moves while getting his rust off in case the mission needed him.

Pranav was tending to the minivan which had to be in the best possible state while Zoya slept away. She had done her work after all thought Nakul and decided against waking her up until the time of the mission.

Soon, It was Play Time. All of the Five aligned their watches to the nanosecond as even a split second could cost them their mission or in some cases even their lives.

It was Wednesday and Umar was due to represent one of his clients in Court at 11 am.

Nakul and Aditi took their places in the audience of the courtroom at 10:30 itself and waited for Umar Hassan to walk in the courtroom. Victor, dressed as a policeman was guarding the entrance. Zoya was to hack the CCTV cameras at the appropriate time. With Pranav in the car ready to roar away, the team was all set.

As the case began, a small kid was offered a whole bunch of chocolates to throw a weird looking stone into the window Pranav was pointing at.

The smoke bomb, disguised as a stone exploded into smoke once inside the courtroom. Within seconds, Victor, Nakul and Aditi were ready with anti-smoke masks and goggles. The CCTV's were switched off by Zoya and the three people inside the courtroom were now on the search.

Suddenly, Victor was hit on the head by an iron rod and he collapsed. Nakul stared into the jet black eyes of Umar Hassan who was wearing anti-smoke glasses and mask and his blood boiled. Umar ducked and mixed into the crowd who was headed to the parking lot. Nakul chased after Hassan while Aditi carried Victor back to the van.

Nakul entered the parking lot, his eyes frantically searching for the man he sought.

In the large area, he finally found a man in a black coat running towards a black Toyota Camry.

"Pranav, NOW!" Nakul spoke in his earpiece and the car in front of Umar blasted into pieces. Umar was unhurt but entered a state of shock as his car exploded in front of his eyes. Momentarily, he forgot he was running and Nakul seized his chance. Nakul ran towards Umar, clutching his gun tightly.

Umar had recovered from his state and he looked into the direction go the footsteps. As both of them embraced for the fight, they locked eyes and started rotating slowly in a small circle.

Nakul kept his gun back in the holster and stretched his arms a bit, preparing for the hand to hand combat and Umar clutched his iron rod even tighter while clenching his teeth.

Patience not being his strong point, Umar rushed towards Nakul and swung his rod horizontally aiming at Nakul's head. Nakul ducked and came up again with full force, his fist colliding with Umar's chin. The momentum and Nakul's strength combined as he landed the Upper Cut to Umar. It didn't need a match referee to tell that Umar had been knocked out cold.

"Attaboy," Victor said from the minibus, still trying to regain his consciousness.