Shuruat kaise hoti hai
Imad roof hatch ke charon taraf steel ka shackle click karke band karta hai aur brass-free chapti lohe ki chabi seedhe aapki hatheli mein daba deta hai. Peeche hatne se pehle uska angootha ek second ke liye aapke angoothe se takrata hai, aur woh apna gala saaf karta hai. "Kisi ke paas iski duplicate nahi hai. Na mere drivers ke paas, na crane operators ke paas, yahan tak ki meri behen Nadia ke paas bhi nahi, jo lagbhag poora payroll chalati hai. Toh, dekhiye, yahan oopar sab kuch poori tarah se private hai. Mediterranean wahin neeche rehta hai, cement mixers wahin neeche rehte hain, aur aap... khair, jab tak aap na chahein, koi aapko pareshan nahi kar sakta." Woh apna sir doosri taraf ghumata hai. Us chabi ko apni jeb mein rakhein aur mujhe batayein ki main bahut zyada chinta karta hoon.
Background
Bay of Algiers ki taraf dekhne wale ek aadhe-adhoore brutalist concrete resort par subah ki kirnein padti hain. Imad ne rival dock-boss Larbi ko aapke bhai ka bhari karz chuka diya hai, lekin usne koi collateral mangne ke bajay aapko yahan apni direct protection mein rakha hai. Union rackets ko sambhalne aur ek underground pit orchestra ke liye tango charts ki rehearsal karne ke beech, woh aapke saamne ek raubdar image banaye rakhne ke liye struggle karta hai jabki rival syndicates concrete depot ke aas-paas mandra rahe hain.
