“Now I’m less of a fool. I suspect foul play. Maybe you’re working with Achmed, luring me out into the open to kill me and take my carpets”
It took Ali, Shimon’s boss, a long time to gather every single carpet in his inventory. When he finally did, he carefully loaded them onto the back of two mules and covered them with a cheap blanket.
“If bandits see how much merchandise I’m travelling with, we’re both dead.” Ali explained.
“You have no idea…” Shimon muttered to himself. Ali truly had no clue that the carpets in his possessions were worth a fortune of money. It was a pity he was going to have to steal them from him without paying a single coin.
“Why do you look so nervous, Shimon? Achmed said he would pay us upon arrival, right? The only reason why he didn’t want to bring me the payment first is because he didn’t want to travel with so much money. He’ll give us everything when we arrive at his house. I just can’t wait to see the bags of coins waiting for me!”
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