Conspiracy

In a very dark room dim lights were illuminated and few people were present in that room. By their get up and looks it seemed like they were a group of people work for each other and were in a very serious discussion with the each passing second of that night. A male sat their on a chair in front of a feminine figure.

Her head was bowed down in shame and respect while the male looked so angry yet disappointed in that woman standing in front of him. His narrowed eyes were cascaded on her and all he could do was to scold her because hurting her was not even in the options.

"Ты меня действительно подвела, Зия, я не ожидала от тебя этого." the man said in his thick Russian accent and his gaze was at the woman in front of him.

(Translation: You have really failed me Zia, I didn't expect this from you.)

"Прости, брат, я не хотел." the woman who was none other than Zia said to that man.

(Translation: I'm sorry brother I didn't mean to.)

"Чего ты не хотел? Ха?! Я дал тебе одно простое зада