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Chapter 1 – Hindustan Zindabad
Iqbal woke from his nap hot and sweaty. As he swung his legs out of bed, he winced in agony. A sharp spasm gripped his lower back. Staggering over to the little fridge by the dresser, he pulled out a bottle of water and gulped it down. His phone buzzed. Ignoring it, he grabbed the…