Chapter 4
In the office of Omer Al Yaman, all the men were prepared and ready to attack.
-”Take all the cars and let's go at once. I can’t wait till we ambush those salvages once and for all from our lands.”- Omer said.
-”Yes with the help of God”- one of his men responded. They all soon went to their cars and took the direction south. As always, Omer was thirsty for blood and, beyond his personal interests, he would kill even his own people, but now he had to prove that the southern land would belong to the Al Yaman clan, with or without peace. All he cared about was to take the success from his grandfather, the leader of the country, and that could be reached only by one means: war. All he learned to grow up was preparing how to lead their people by their traditions, making him a wild and cold-hearted man. Since his father's hard work did not make him a ruler, then he should be more cruel to not pass his life under the shadow of someone else rather than his.
-”Boss, the civilians are trying to hide and run, but all their warriors and their leader, Zuleica, are in front of us.” - one of Omer’s men shouted.
-”Kill all, but leave that b’tch for me to enjoy it.”- said Omer smirking.
-”Got it boss!”
As soon as they arrived, they packed their guns and started to shoot.
The southern tribe of princess Zuleica saw Omer’s man arriving just one hour ago, and it was not easy for her to put all the children together with the priestess into the run.
-“Make sure the barn is closed well. We must not lose the animals from the shooting noise”. They were always prepared for any ambush, but this time they believed that the peace that they heard from the youngest grandson of Hamiz would give them time until the next fight. Zuleica was no fool to not be aware of Omer's obsession.
-“Everybody: try to hide to avoid their bullets! I want no warrior women or men to die today. In position and be careful. No bullet goes out for nothing.”
Everyone heard princess Zuleica and did as she said. She was their pride and would go after her always to protect them, as she was the strongest among them.
Her father, the Great Chief, trained her from little to fight like a tiger with no mercy and to face any problem that came their way. She was caring and lovely towards everybody and strong in facing their enemies. The Al Yaman clan wanted their land to join their power in order to use their resources for their benefit and never take care of the natives for many generations.
Their faces, their color, religion and everything was strange and appropriate for their reputation. Add here the fact that a woman was leading them, making the southern natives look weak in front of them. The northern population emigrated many years ago to Almor from different cultures and countries, like Arabic countries, Turkey, Egypt, France and Spain, which emerged between them to arrive until decade of Al Yaman leading mafia clan, taking their power since their grandfather Hamiz fought for his way up to the top when he was in his late twenties.
-”Zuleica, you die today, you b’tch, don’t hide from me the weak and pathetic woman that you are. Come and fight!” - Omer shouted from his car while shooting at the natives.
-”You bastard! You come here and shoot with no mercy towards children and elderly people. You will burn in hell, Omer!” Zuleica replied to him.
Their villages were small, their homes were two-floor buildings, and it was easy to shoot from the second floor, but Omer’s men had the upper hand. They were firing without stopping.
Bullets were going in the air.
Men from both sides were shot, but still no one was dead yet.
At the same time, the noise of some cars was heard and everybody was very heated at the massive fire shooting and even turn their heads around. It was Ricardo and his men that came to save the day.
As soon as Ricardo and his men shot in the air from behind, everyone stopped immediately to see what was happening. Omer saw him and was infuriated as he knew what was to come after, because his plan would fail as soon as he saw Ricardo. Now his blood was boiling to kill someone else, rather than Zuleica.
As soon as Ricardo came out of his car, he shouted with a raw dominance:
-”Everybody down with their weapons. It does not have to end this way!” - while his men protected him from behind, ready to start fire with anyone shooting at their boss, preparing for the worst.
-”What are you trying to do, Ricardo, trying to embarrass me in front of my men and those salvages?”- Omer shouted angrily.
-”What’s the point of all this? Acting with your head behind my back?”- Ricardo replied.
In the meantime, Zuleica ordered her warriors to lower their guns, watching from afar the conflict between two cousins.
-“You know very well you can not order as if you are the leader.” - Omer added.
-“Not the leader yet!”- Ricardo said with his cold aura and determination.
-“Grandfather has not said the last word yet, and till then, I will prove to everyone how I joined our nations in one. And then you will be the one to follow my orders and leave.” -he said, infuriated.
As soon as he finished his words, Ricardo punched him in his face and Omer fell to the ground with his lips bleeding. Even though Omer was in his mid-thirties, he was no better match for the toned physique of Riccardo.
Angry Ricardo said to him:
-“I will not let you kill innocents just to satisfy your ego to become the next leader.” and then turned to Omer’s men screaming: “Now all of you get out of here, otherwise all of your heads will fly in the air”.
They bowed their heads down, not only as they knew that the old man Hamiz had a soft heart for
Riccardo, but also because he was well-trained and could easily take on ten men at once. Even though they were embarrassed, two of his men went to help Omer together with Kane, Omer’s most trusted person and little brother. After helping an angry Omer, he whispered to him to let it go now and to get back to Richard later and left for the cars, so they would not risk Omer’s mens lives.
-“It’s not over here!” - Omar said, frustrated.
-“I will make sure justice falls on us”- Ricardo replied and watched as Ricardo left.
Turning his head from the other side, he saw the southern natives were still hidden and prepared for any possible attack. He saw some of the damage from the bullets, but luckily no one died. He was fast enough to save them just in time. For a brief moment, he saw the infamous princess Zuleica eyeing him with a strong will, as well as waiting for his next move. He decided not to purchase the case further as it was still too early to speak for negotiations with her and solve anything in peace, but to do this he had to get his clan’s people to accept everybody and live in peace.
A mission impossible that only Riccardo took the risk to solve. He just raised his chin to her in a sign of “take care” meaning and then left as well with all who came to invade and kill today. After that, he left directly to meet with the ambassadors and consulates from the other countries to start the negotiations on their support in Almor’s development and taking their support as well. He had proposed to them an exchange culture with youth from other countries in order to help the youth in Almor change their habits.