The Red Sea glistened blue.
Zargan Eldarkhanov retreated into his cabin from the unforgiving sunlight.
„Be ready in ten for another dive, we’re not done for today” his boss said before climbing out to the deck. „You know the algae aren’t going anywhere..” he jested back at him, but the stern biologist had already shut the door.
Zargan’s phone rang, and he was pleasantly surprised to see his sister’s name on the screen. „Nuri, hi! How is it going?” he smiled. Nurishat’s voice however had an alarming tone.
„It’s dad. I can’t reach him.”
Zargan sighed briefly. „Come on, you shouldn’t be surprised by that. It’s the secret service.”
„The Bureau of Diplomatic Security is not a spy agency; Zargan, take me seriously for once and listen to me!”
„Alright, calm down, what is it this time?”
His sister paused. „I.. I think he was there at the assasination attempt.”