"Do not dig into the past, and do not commit the same mistake they made more than thirty years ago... Because behind every passing event you see with your own eyes, there are tens, even hundreds, of other events, which it's better for you not to try to see except at the right time.
"Hossam Al-Azhar," "Isaac Sergius," "Jamal Ceramica," and "Samar Shaib"... What is that thing stronger than blood that connects them? And what will reunite them after being scattered?
An obscure writer, a deacon in a church, a drug dealer, and a beautiful prostitute. Trust occupies no space between them; they are completely different in everything. But one thing gathers them: curiosity, one goal... They have no luxury of choice. There's no room for retreat, no chance for error.
Will they achieve their goal?! Don't try to predict anything... because you will surely fail. Don't rely entirely on your emotions, as you may suddenly find yourself entangled with them. Don't start killing now. Wait... Wait. Now, we will begin."
