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door of Kamil's office with an en igmatic expression on his face.
    ‘Time for him to go back to the hospital,’ thought Kamil. ‘He's been out of it too long.’
    "What's up, Tamer?" He came in and sat down across from his uncle.
    "I would like to pursue my studies overseas. You know the war interrupted everything. I was thinking about the U.S. But as you know, this will cost me. If I remember right, my dad left me a trust besides my inheritance. I would’ve gotten it before if I hadn’t been sick.”
    "But you are still sick, Tamer. I didn't receive any word from Azoomy releasing you. That means you're still legally incompetent. There’s still no way for you to handle your own expenses."
    "We're talking about my fortune and my properties—the ones you’re spending and using for your own benefit. But they're still under my name. Okay, okay, let's calm down. I went to see Hamadi , the family attorney. He must have called you after my visit."
    "Yeah. He did. I didn't think that would help you a lot. He still needs my approval to release confidential documents, and I won’t give it so easily, especially while you’re still mentally unstable,” said Kamil, without mincing words.
    "Wow Uncle! You're smart! You’ve really got me where you wanted me: completely incapacitated, stuck in a corner watching you, your criminal friends, and my miserable mother enjoying what rightfully belongs to me."
    "Tamer, Tamer, see how delusional and paranoid you are?"
    "Oh please shut up! I want to leave. Do you understand? Like not be in your way forever. What I need is enough money to get my start ed in America. I want my trust, my trust, and I’ll fight you for it!"
    "Oh my! And fight me with what, dear Nephew? I have more connections with the militia than you could make in a thousand years. Do you think I’m frightened by your threats? Go, go, go check with Azoomy again. I think you might need another stay at the hospital, and this time your mind will clear more fully without the presence of your dear Nora."
    "Shut up or I'll kill you!" Tamer suddenly jumped out of his chair, pushed Kamil to the wall, and held him by his neck, trying to strangle him.
    Kamil tried to fight back by kicking and punching, but Tamer's size overwhelmed him. He was hardly breathing when he started pounding the wall to attract his employees’ attention. His secretary suddenly burst into the office and started to scream. Tamer, who had come back to reality, realized that his uncle had closed the trap on him again by purposely driving him mad. He felt sick and just wanted to spit in Kamil's face.
    Instead, he let him go and ran away, trying to lose the security guards who had started running after him. Out in the street, they started firing, and he knew that it would be the end of him. He wouldn’t survive the chase. In despair, he started heading toward the front lines and the east side of the city, his only way out. In this country at war, running after a guy and firing at him was so casual a scene that people’s only reaction was to hide and protect themselves.
    At the approach of the ghostly buildings and deserted streets of the front lines, a bullet hit him in the back. The impact knocked him to the ground. He just pulled himself up. He couldn't stand getting caught, and he ran into the first building, hoping to find someone from the militia who could help him hide or cross the line. He tried to move cautiously from building to building, but he left a trail of blood behind him. He was feeling dizzy, but he couldn't lose consciousness right now. He had to keep going.
    He arrived at the site where he usually waited for Nora and just stopped, blinded by the tears in his eyes and overwhelmed by emotions he couldn't send away. ‘Focus, just focus.’ It was a mantra he repeated again and again and again. Suddenly, he heard a series of gunshots beside him, and then some gunfire back. He crouched down, and a mortar fell not far from him.
    "Well, well, what