"Your friend will die in three days. The reason I have to tell you this is that if he pretends to die, there is a 90% chance that he will actually die because his body will cease functioning during that period. If a doctor examines him, he will be declared truly dead, as his transportation requires confirmation from senior doctors. The day before the event we have planned is the day he and his colleagues are scheduled for a significant government job in Houston, United States, on which they heavily rely on him. This presents a unique opportunity for us to administer a substance that will make him appear 100% dead.
The substance to be injected will target his heart, causing it to stop completely. Consequently, his other organs will fail due to lack of support, and by the end of the day, he will appear dead from heart failure induced by pressure. However, those investigating his death will be curious how such a robust individual could die from pressure. We have planned an event, using chips implanted in his brain, to fabricate a terrifying scenario that, even under CIA scrutiny, will seem to have caused him immense stress, leading to his sudden death.
You may wonder how we can inject him with this substance without detection. We have crafted a clever ploy for this. Along with the lethal injection, he will receive another substance that mimics an attempted but failed drug administration. This will show all the typical signs of injection, ensuring that no tests can detect the actual substance we used.
The United States' advanced technology and intelligence required us to make precise calculations at every step. I must commend Jason for his exceptional mental agility and creativity in handling this matter, which led me to decide to hand over my responsibilities to him. The plan is for his body to remain inactive for 72 hours. He will spend 37 hours in the United States, with 15 hours for examinations, 15 hours for military honors and farewells, and 7 hours for transport preparations to the airport. The flight from the United States to Tanzi takes approximately 16 hours, leaving 19 hours in our timeline.
Of these, 7 hours will involve the transfer of his body to Tanzi authorities, leaving 12 hours. As security measures decrease and the situation stabilizes, 7 more hours will pass, leaving only 5 hours to reverse the process. We cannot afford a single minute's delay.
Thus, you see the initial risks—if the operation exceeds even by one second past 72 hours, we will lose him forever. Moreover, the drug used to revive him only has a 50% chance of success. Therefore, I emphasize that he has only a 10% chance of survival, while there is a 90% likelihood of death. We must increase our prayers for the success of what we will call 'The 72 Hours Operation.'" Professor Michael paused after explaining the grave risks involved. He continued, looking exhausted, and finally sat down to regain some balance, visibly overwhelmed by the mounting challenges.
"I never thought that things would be so difficult for us like this. I felt that with the power we have, then everything would be easy for us. I think I lied to myself," he said weakly.
He pours cold water into the glass that was on the table and swishes it around in his mouth to cool down a little because he was feeling very hot from the numbers he had been analyzing. He saw that the mountain they were supposed to climb did not have peaks as easily surmountable as he had initially thought.
"For a while, things are like the game of football. There are players like Xavi, Iniesta, Ronaldinho, Zidane, JJ Okocha, Neymar—they make football seem like one of the easiest things to do. Maybe even you, if I ask you, might believe it’s easy to play. But if we put you on the field, you’d quickly see it's one of the most difficult games ever. It’s the same with life. When you hear about the big, rich people, you might think it’s easy to get to where they are. But once you start the journey, you realize it has never been ordinary. I wasn’t surprised when you said you were taking these things very lightly. But let me assure you, if you thought you were done, then the game itself hasn’t truly begun. There is a very big risk ahead, including losing people’s lives, sacrificing souls, and facing betrayal and slander. But most importantly, don’t forget who you are and what you want to do for the time you will continue to be alive in this world. Then, even on the day you die, you won’t have big regrets like I will. There’s nothing new in this world for me anymore; now, I’m just waiting for the day of my death to come so I can rest there with God, even though I don’t know if I belong to Him or not," the long explanation was to assure his boy that if he felt the game was at the 80th minute and ending, in his head, he should know they hadn't even started yet. He was very tired.
"So why did you choose him to go to the CIA and not someone else?" he asked, a question that made the old man smile broadly and turn to the other side where there was a very small picture on the wall.
"He is the one in that picture you see above that wall. I raised him as my own son after picking him up on the street without any help or anyone to raise him. I loved him more than I loved myself after all my family was killed; he was the one who remained my only family. It hurts me a lot because he has become a child whom I myself have neglected. Sometimes I cry until I cry because if I had let him live a normal life until now, he might have only had a normal life on the street with his family, or he might have been a farmer or a very famous businessman in the city of Dar. But unfortunately, I brought him into this world which chooses the time of death for you, not by the will of God. And even now, your body reeks of the blood of the people you have killed," he rested and took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiping the tears from his eyes for the first time in his life in public. His companion was very surprised, having never seen him in that state before. He put his handkerchief back in his pocket and then continued again.