Science Fiction: Welcome to my Worlds

Chapter Two

Abdul wasn’t one to question his spiritual leaders, but right now he had to wonder. First, why had he been stuck with such an idiot to help him in this task? Faheen was practically drooling in his beard to kill the little girl himself. Allah might require one to remove a diseased member, but surely such pleasure should not be taken in the act. Secretly, he also wondered if this necessity had been correctly interpreted. Abdul patted his well-padded stomach and smiled. He carried the weight so it was only fitting to let the skinny idiot bear responsibility for a mistaken action.

They crept silently through the house listening intently for any clues as to the location of the little girl. Aside from a bit of wind noise from outside, Abdul could hear nothing. After examining the large kitchen area and some utility rooms, he decided she must be upstairs. He motioned for Faheen to follow and they moved up the fancy staircase quickly. Decadent people these Indians. Almost as bad as the Americans Punjat was so fond of ranting about.
There! And she was sleeping. Helpless. Perfect for a quick clean kill. Her ears were covered with muffs connected to a tiny silver box. He could hear some kind of