Entrapped

2

'Dr Hana, Dr Shehryar is calling you in his office', ward boy Sam informed her, as she sat for having her lunch after a hectic shift in the emergency room. 

She started sweating profusely in anticipation of what might be waiting for her. She recalled any mistake that she might have done recently.

Although she was being overtly careful and avoided any sort of undue attention, but you never know when Dr Shehryar was concerned. 

She has become invisible in the hospital after her tryst with Dr Shehryar that day.

Busy in her thoughts, she finally reached his office and knocked hesitantly on the door to Dr Shehryar's office. She was asked to wait in the waiting area before she could see him.

She just prayed to God and waited.

After 30 minutes, she was taken to his office. 

' G...Good Afternoon, Sir, you asked for me ?' She said hesitantly.

Shehryar looked up from the files he was reading with bloodshot eyes and looked at her with a stony glare and hardened face. She was taken aback from such hatred emanating from him. What have I done now, she pondered. 

'Do you know of any Yusuf Ahmed, Student in City's medical college?' He asked calmly.

'Yes...yes Sir, he is my younger brother ...why do you ask that?  She asked, worried.

' Do these pictures belong to your brother? ', he threw some photos on the tables. 

Hana caught a glimpse of her brother, dancing with a girl, the background was of some sort of club. She was shocked to see her brother like that because Yusuf never hid anything from her and he had never mentioned any girl to her. 

' Yes, he is my brother, what exactly has happened ?? ' she asked, frightened. 

' That's my younger sister, She committed suicide last week. ', he said, pointing to the girl in the picture. 

His red, swollen eyes and dishevelled clothing were all explained now.

' Oh My God ', she gasped.

' I am so sorry for your loss', as a reflex she placed her small hand over his. 

He glared hard at hand and then her face.

She became conscious and quickly removed her hand.

' She was last seen with your brother. So tell me, Dr Hana, what do you know about this ? ' he asked her with his angry eyes.

She was taken aback by his accusing tone.

'I asked you a question ' he asked again through clenched teeth.

' I..I.. don't know anything about it ...I am genuinely sorry for your loss, and I can understand the pain you are going through but, Dr Shehryar, me and my brother, are not involved ...please trust us we don't know anything about it ', she offered gently as she could see the pain he was in. 

'Your brother was the last person she was seen with, that makes him the prime suspect ', he was glaring at her.

Hana was shocked by his words and was slowly losing her patience when he accused her brother repeatedly. 

'Dr Shehryar, I can imagine your pain you are going through, but you are suspecting a wrong person here. You can check my brother's records, he has a very kind and gentle nature.It's impossible that he could ever commit such kind of act ', she tried to reason with him.

He was, indeed, expecting the same replies from her, who would accuse her brother in her sane mind. But he wasn't in a mood to go through all that useless acting. He would rather get to the point directly, even if he has to break her.

He got up and slowly walked behind the chair she was sitting on. By now, he already knew her complete family and personal history. They were living in a building owned by him. Their mother works in an office as a secretary. Father was no more. They were orphans literally, with no support behind them. They should have known better to choose him as their enemy.

Hana was aware of his threatening presence behind her, and she held her breath in anticipation. What's he up to, she thought. 

She suddenly felt a painful tug at her hair and realised that he had grabbed a fistful of her hair. 

He sat on the table in front of her. Her neck was now extended in an obtuse manner by his painful grip in her hair.

She was shocked beyond words by this action and looked at him angrily.

'What's the meaning of this Dr Shehryar, leave me this instant ', she retorted angrily. 

'Well, whether you tell me or not, it doesn't really matter. I have many ways to find out myself, For instance; torturing your brother, cutting his fingers or pulling out his nails one by one until he gives in.. etc. Honestly speaking I have never seen anyone surviving it till now, I am not sure how long your brother would be able to live through it', He said calmly.

Her eyes widened in shock, and she paled. She somehow knew that he wasn't joking with her,  he meant every single word he had said. She had heard that he has some links with mafia but never beleived it. Now he hadn't left any doubt about it's reality. 

She knew they were in serious trouble. 

'Dr Shehryar why can't you believe me? I seriously 

don't know anything and my brother is innocent. I know my brother, he is simply incapable of hurting another soul', She pleaded with him.

' Well, all your statements are predictable. Anyways, I called you to inform you that you will not be seeing him again. ', he said losing interest in their conversation.

He released her hair and got up from the table. This conversation proved useless and a waste of time. 

She gasped with her wide-opened eyes, which were full of tears now, due to the physical and mental pain which he inflicted upon her. 

' What do you mean by that ? you cannot do that', Hana caught his arm and asked.

He gave a shallow laugh and said, 'Just watch me doing that. By the way, let me show you where your brother is right now, since you are here.'

He opened his phone for her; it was a video recording. She saw her brother tied to a chair, he looked drowsy, and his face was beaten bloodied and swollen.

She gave a sharp cry and covered her mouth to prevent more. She started crying, seeing her kind and innocent brother like that.

Her mother's face came in front of her sight, how would she ever be able to face her, if anything happened to her brother, her mother would die !! 

' Please Dr Shehryar don't do this ..whatever you said about my brother is wrong, he is not that sort of a person, he is innocent. Please believe me, ' she was now holding his hands and pleading for her brother while crying heavily. 

He removed his hands from her grip and said while folding his arms,' Dr Hana, I have already prepared your termination letter.'

Dr Hana was shocked by his words and the impact it would have on their lives. She realised Dr Shehryar was hell-bent on ruining them and she was still unsure of Yusuf's life. How would they be able to survive this? Oh, God, please help us. 

She was analysing the situation and praying silently when suddenly she got pulled by her shirt. 

' I will make your brother pay dearly for what he did to my sister, I  will make him regret the day he was born,' he seethed through a clenched jaw. 

She could clearly see his rage filled eyes and his popped out veins on his forehead. He was breathing heavily by the fury he was going through.

He fisted the front of her shirt and pulled her towards himself. This sudden tug tore off the buttons of her shirt and her cleavage was visible to him.

The Sudden proximity filled her nostrils with his masculine smell, she closed her eyes tightly out of fear for her own life. 

He could see she was frightened by him and her red tear-streaked red face was affecting his cold heart in the way it should not. Her dishevelled clothes put her in a very compromising situation.

He wanted to touch those bulged out breasts.

He came out of his trance when he heard her loud sobs. He let go of her and turned his back towards her. He needed to calm himself first.

She dropped to the floor when he released her suddenly, she knelt in front of him and pleaded 

' Please Dr Shehryar, don't do this, my brother is not the culprit....please investigate it more, I can swear by god ...he has not done anything...please..' she was sobbing loudly now. 

' What If you are wrong and he is the culprit ?? He asked her angrily.

'I can't be wrong..I know my brother..he is innocent...please let the police do its work and find out the truth', she saw a ray of hope, and she clung to it. 

He was burning from rage since morning when he heard from his subordinates about her brother's name. He had been investigating this case by his private investigators. His sister, Yara, went to a party with her friends and he clearly remembers, she returned the next morning and soon after she hanged herself. Her post mortem reports confirmed that she was drugged and sexually assaulted. Since then, he was looking for involved people. 

A guy named Yusuf served her some drinks in the party, the CCTV recordings after that part had gone missing. So the only lead he had was that of Yusuf. It was a bit odd though; someone has erased the remaining CCTV coverage. 

But the one who served her drinks was Yusuf, probably he was also among the perpetrators.

His men picked up Yusuf from his home, and they were interrogating him right now. 

'Let's see how long your brother takes to break ', he lighted another cigarette. 

'It would be an easy death for him if he confesses early,' Shehryar said.

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