Ahed Attar
Bio
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.
Stories (13/0)
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.
By Ahed Attar4 years ago in Criminal
UAE-The Emergence of Blockchain
This article is owned by Direct Ventures, a company based in Ile-de-France. UAE Relationship with Technology The UAE, as the financial capital of the Arab world has in recent years taken steps to maintain its dominance in this sphere and furthermore propel its worldwide standing. These steps have involved, amongst other initiatives, adopting and applying smart technology to streamline processes for the government and private entities, develop and utilise Artificial Intelligence and facilitate the use of Blockchain on a governmental as well as private level. Different kingdoms in the UAE have had varying levels of success in this endeavour. We will now look below at the steps adopted by Dubai and Abu Dhabi in this regard.
By Ahed Attar4 years ago in The Chain
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.
By Ahed Attar4 years ago in Criminal
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.
By Ahed Attar4 years ago in Criminal
The Reckoning
The rain fell in torrents, ricocheting off the surface of the umbrellas and splattering into the dampening mud. Greg stood still, his knuckles turning white, as he clenched the handle of his umbrella. His eyes were focused on the casket as it was lowered into the grave. Robert had departed like Salim had all those years before. The memories of that night had become clearer and clearer over the last few days. They haunted Greg’s every waking hour, threatening to consume him.
By Ahed Attar4 years ago in Criminal
The Reckoning
The yellow flames swirled around the blackening embers. They intertwined as they engulfed the coal completely. Fred’s eyes were fixed on the dancing flames as he mused, sipping his tea in his armchair. After Salim’s death that night, he had known the story was not over. He had anticipated consequences. He had warned the others. Then the first note came some days later. It was followed by another. Then another. In the month after Salim’s death five notes altogether had been posted to them. Fred had waited for the impending knock on the door from the police.
By Ahed Attar4 years ago in Humans
The Reckoning
Ashraf sat at his desk. Through the open window, the setting sun’s gold rays danced across his laptop, casting an orange hue over everything they touched. He glanced outside where the children and Saira were crouched, playing in the garden. A gentle breeze blew across the open expanse. The thin blades of grass wavered in the wind.
By Ahed Attar4 years ago in Humans
