Ahed Attar

Ahed Attar

I’m a Qualified Solicitor who enjoys writing in my spare time, dabbling in my different areas of interest.

I’m currently writing a criminal thriller story. I hope you have a read and let me know what you think.

  • Ahed Attar
    Published 21 days ago
    The Reckoning

    The Reckoning

    Detective Constable Kathryn O’Hara paced the length of the meeting room determinedly, her hands held out in front of her, fingers interlocked. She fixed her eyes on the constables who were sat around the table, collecting her thoughts.
  • Ahed Attar
    Published 23 days ago
    The Reckoning

    The Reckoning

    Jerome stared, aghast, at the note. He felt a lump forming at the base of his throat. It was almost as though the writer of the note was pressing them to inform the Police with his insistent correspondence. If they did not approach the Police, what if he or she divulged the events of that night? Jerome would not be able to bear considering the consequences. The whole trajectory of his life could be altered. All resulting from the mishap caused by their simple prank. Jerome turned his eyes to the others seated around the table.
  • Ahed Attar
    Published 24 days ago
    UAE-The Emergence of Blockchain

    UAE-The Emergence of Blockchain

    This article is owned by Direct Ventures, a company based in Ile-de-France.
  • Ahed Attar
    Published 24 days ago
    The Reckoning

    The Reckoning

    Kathryn meticulously studied Fred Williams’ calm visage from across the table. He was sat beside his Solicitor.
  • Ahed Attar
    Published 25 days ago
    The Reckoning

    The Reckoning

    Adnan buttoned his white shirt and knotted his tie, checking his appearance in the mirror. He brushed aside the loose strands of black hair which were strewn over his forehead. As he did so, his finger grazed the deep cut on his forehead. He paused momentarily, his finger absent-mindedly running over the inscrutable scar. Then he collected his thoughts and straightened his tie. He had to get to work before he ended up being late.
  • Ahed Attar
    Published 26 days ago
    The Reckoning

    The Reckoning

    Mrs Anna Smith sat at the kitchen table, sipping her coffee. Her cheeks were speckled with fresh tears. She drew a steadying breath, wiping her eyes with the back of her free hand. It had been more than a week but she couldn’t stem the flow of tears. Robert is a wonderful man, loving father and husband. Was. Anna corrected herself, her eyes focused on the window overlooking the sunlit driveway. It had been more than a week, but everyday was difficult. She struggled to keep the fragments of her life intact. But she could not succumb to her grief. She needed to be strong, if not for herself, then for the sake of her children.