The g*n.
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Jayesh holding the g*n with no hesitation. He aimed and pull the trigger. I scream in fear because of the gunshot.
"You go. Brother."
"Where are the boys? Go, find who broke in."
They safely debarred Jayesh. And started a hunt for the one who broke in. That one is me.
I hid behind the wall. They were about to approach me. I was so scared that my heart was about to burst. I courageously listen to each sound. Those sounds help me monitor their moves without watching them.
I stepped back silently. They are searching for me violently. A guy passes me too close. I hid myself, but my hand over my mouth. I am shivering out of fear, sweating hard.
I somehow managed to escape from there. But I am not safe yet. I run through the slums and somehow reach my scooter.
Shit..... Where is my key?
Flashback
{ "Go check who is there." Ordered the king.
I was behind the wall. One guy was behind me and could have caught me easily. Another guy was in front of me. He was searching and was unaware of me. It was easy to pass through the guy in front without attracting his attention.
I quietly pass and hid again. I did so and escaped from the building. Just then I nervously slipped and fell on the ground. My bag got open and everything in it got scattered. I assemble everything and put it in my bag, but the keys remain there. }
Shit! What should I do now? If it would have fallen in the slums, I would have returned to bring it. But it fell far in the isolated area that to near that building only. No way to return. What to do?
A hand from behind me reach out to my shoulder.
"Aaaahh" I scream.
I swing my bag to hit that person. When I turn forcefully the person holds my hand and stopped me from hitting him.
"Inspector Karan? What are you doing here?"
"Miss Pretty Lady, this should be my question to you. May I know what are you doing in this area?"
"I...I. I was going home."
"As far as I know, your home doesn't come nearby this area. It is not the way to your home eighter."
"Ah.. ah.. My..."
"Yes!"
"My scooter!"
"What to your scooter? It just drove you here without your content?"
"No!... It was stolen."
"Stolen?"
"Yes"
"This scooter?"
He pointed to my scooter.
"Yes"
I was so nervous that I was breathing heavily. After this baseless excuse, I finally exhale a breath of relief.
"Even if it got stolen, why are you here not in the station to lodge F.I.R?"
"It happened so suddenly. Just now only. I couldn't think properly. So I chase him."
"You chased him? Miss Safety girl, chased the thief. How come that happen?"
"Ammm..Ham" My voice trembling. What should I say?
"Can you please describe the whole situation? So that police could take some action. And I am curious about your power pack action story."
"I accidentally left my keys at the scooter. A guy started it and stole it. I chased after him. And ended up here."
"Hmm..Interesting. So you were full in action. That's why you tried to hit me. Mistook me as the thief?"
"Yes sir, sorry."
"No, no... It's good. The public should be strong. Every time we are not coincidently there na. Like today."
I lower my head.
"Hmm.. Where did this incident occur by the way?"
"N.I.T"
"Ahh N.I.T... What were you doing there?"
Damn.... Why did I say that? What to do now.
"Yes, Miss.... What were you doing there? It also doesn't come in your way home from the hospital."
"I....I...I just."
"Why are you so nervous mam?"
"Sir! There is an urgent call. We need to go Moti Masjid immediately." Informs Mr. Ahuja.
I can't describe how happy I am to see you, Mr.Ahuja.
"This is your scooter?" He interrogated again.
"Yes"
"Do you have papers?"
"Ahh.. pp.. Papers are in the dickey."
"Nothing you can show me?"
"I have the card...I.. Wait."
I search my bag and finally took out the vehicle card.
He examined it.
"Ram!" He calls one of his boys.
"Yes, sir." A young constable comes and salutes him.
"It is the scooter of this mam. Her key is missing, so arrange something to move it from here. Bring it to the station." He ordered.
Weird, but his tone changed.
"Mam, we are heading near to your place. Let us drop you there."
I think it's the best idea to escape from here. Though they haven't seen me but yet it is dangerous to stay here. And the accompany of police is much safer than anything this time.
***
"N.I.T?"
"Huh?"
"You and your boyfriend, studied there, right?"
"Yes"
He never stops questioning. Even if he is driving. You should concentrate on the road, not me.
"You went there to meet someone?"
"Yes!... I.. My friend is a professor at that college."
"Oh... Doubts clear. You know what. Never keeps your doubts unclear. It will not let you sleep peacefully. Always ask questions. Being curious is not a bad thing. You know... one..day..what "
His voice is like a pill. I felt dizzy and his voice just echoed in my ears.
***
"Hey, love... Hello!.. Hello?" What happens to Sumit? He sounds weird in call and now not picking it.
I left the concert because of his call. It was hard to listen. I couldn't understand his words and since I am out of the crowd, I can't reach him.
"Ahh..."
He is blind, or what? Can't, he see a big girl in front of him. Got a bump into me. Nowadays people are such in hurry don't even look around properly.
Whatever, I need my keys. I search in my bag, then used it to open my house's main door.
I step in. Lights are on? Have I left it on?
What's this red liquid? Is this blood? Shit... From where?
"Aaaaaaaaa" I scream when I see Seema Gupta's dead body stained with blood.
Oh, my god. What is this? Why is she in my house? Why is she dead?
I kneel as my legs got numb. What should I do? There is a g*n near her. Blood all over the floor. The.... g*n?
I have seen this g*n before. Small pistol with a golden handle, same as that Jayesh has. I am reaching out to grab the g*n.
"Piya?"
How could this be possible?
"Miss Piya"
Who's there? I startled.
"Miss Piya, wake up."
A gentle tap on my cheeks wakes me up.
"Huh?"
"Your house."
"What my house?" I ask nervously.
"We've reached your house. Miss" Says Mr. Karan Singh.
"Oh.. Yah.. Thank you, Mr. Singh."
"I remember you call me 'inspector Karan' a while ago. I prefer that. Feels like some personal attachment when you call that. Please do so. And please. Don't go on an adventure alone. Miss Adventurous lady. Whenever any like this situation comes. Remember us. Don't forget us."
He says by a rising voice with each word to word.
I nodded, waved my hand.
"Bye inspector."
He smiles and drove away.
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