To: Bassam Hussaini, From: Adrian Thrax

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To the effeminate father called Bassam Hussaini,

I guess you're somewhat aware by now that I do not hand out gifts needlessly, nor do I babble a word without proper consideration or with the heat of anger.

Your inability to track me happens to be what I intended, and I'll keep it that way until some conditions are met. I am not about to be completely honest with you, not all the time, and I told that to you before as well.

However, I'd not call myself unsuccessful, and though you are not aware, even you and your people have been a good source of income to me. Not to mention, you're still working on a project on my behest with no cost to me, and I am sure you will continue to do that.

The gift I packaged for you is simply thanks for your help so far. I want nothing else for the time being. Give as much as you take -- isn't this a command of Anu, and what we do our very best to follow?

That girl... Her name is Sara. She's eight this year. I've found her mother and herself when I had dealings with your old gang. Everybody knew who her mother laid with before she got pregnant with that girl. You should know it as well, you look alike, and your appearence is the opposite of an old man with a fading mind. You look more like a healthy teen who can't yet grow a beard, and even though you seem to dislike protein consumption in favor of an effeminate figure, your brain is hopefully, /still/, capable enough to remind you something.

The child and mother have been protected in the care of your old gang all the while, because even though you left them behind in a hurry to save your meager lives, you have a reputation among these people, and because such an act could be of good use eventually. Not to mention, the mother actually served well in the camp, and in the tents of many raiders, though she eventually succumbed to an illness and is no more. Which makes you the only relative alive of this girl.

You took a family member from me, but here, I am giving you one as a gesture of good will. Do what you wish with your daughter. Though be warned, the next time we meet, there is a possibility that I might put a bullet through your skull before you knew who that is, and in consequence, leave a sad orphan behind.

Take care until then.

Adrian XI Thrax,
Sheik'ul Thrax

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