The Spy

London #4

Arvind sat on the bed in his hotel room, relaxing, watching TV, covered in blanket. His phone beeped. He picked up the phone and saw the message. He removed the blanket and stepped off the bed.

"Get to work."

Kate was driving her car. Vinod sat beside her. His phone rang. He attended the call.

"Hello."

Sumit said, "Vinod, the man whose image you sent me a couple hours ago has been identified. He is Sharib Hasan, a drug peddler and he has told me who he was working for."

The car arrived near a museum. Kate and Vinod stepped off. He followed her to through the stairs. They entered the museum. They walked to the courtyard where Hafiz stood there, waiting.

He said, "I usually charges anyone before they enter my museum. But today is a special day that's why I allowed you to enter without any charges. Actually I was excited see you after a long time when you called me. I thought you would come alone, but you brought your new friend here. That's completely fine."

Vinod said, "Is it your museum?"

"Yeah, I run my home with the visitors' money."

"And what about the drug operation? Who runs that?"

Vinod added, "I have come to know everything, Hafiz. You operate the drug operation here with Sanchez. You were the who called him years ago. Your associate Sharib has been arrested. He has taken your name. On your instructions he killed Janice because she could tell us about Jaskeerat Singh."

"What else do you know about me?"

"Whatever you earn from the drug business, half of the revenue goes in the pocket of 'FREEDOM PUBLIC PARTY' which is also supported by ISI. You people are trying provoke the youths to demand for Khalistan from their own government."

Hafiz huffed.

"You know too much."

Faizan and Murad showed up from the either side of the courtyard. Faizan took out his phone and showed it to Vinod. Then phone screen displayed an image of Vinod and Late walking together in the Church's courtyard.

Hafiz said, "I knew you weren't coming alone."

She said, "This photo. Who took our pictures?"

Vinod heard a gun c*****g sound behind him. Anish stood behind him pointing the gun. Vinod turned around.

Anish smirked, "I won't apologize, Vinod, but I had to choose a side."

"Janice was murdered two days ago. You knew that, but you acted before as you were helping. You left your phone in Derek's car willingly. There was a bomb in the phone."

"You still have a chance to switch your side, no one will be wiser, not even the RA&W."

Vinod snatched his gun quickly and shot

him dead. He turned around. Murad and Faizan pointed the gun at him. They both were shot on their heads one by one. Arvind stood near a window near the staircase on the first floor carrying is sniper rifle. Vinod glanced at him and waved his hand. Arvind gave a thumbs up. He walked downstairs carrying his rifle.

Hafiz said, "The question still remains in my head. How did you come to know about me?"

Vinod said, "When I killed Mandeep Singh in Ottawa, I kept an eye on each and every person who attended his funeral. That's when I saw you. I remembered, you were arrested in London twenty years ago. When I asked Mandeep's daughter about you, she told me that you were close to their family and that's when I started tracking you. And then I came to London. Some of my sources were already keeping an eye on Jaskeerat Singh and they told me he is being backed by ISI. You were the only key how I could come closer to Jaskeerat."

Arvind came towards them. He kept his rifle pointed at Hafiz.

Vinod said, "Hafiz, the men who backed you have been killed now. So, where is Jaskeerat Singh, now?"

Jaskeerat sat on the backseat of a moving car. His one bodyguard sat beside him and the other on the passenger seat. He glanced at his wrist watch.

"Faizan should have called by now."

A private jet pane was parked on the runway. The car arrived near the plane. Jaskeerat stepped off the car along with his bodyguards. They climbed the stairs, boarding the plane. He took the window seat. The plane started moving. Jaskeerat saw a car approaching towards them.

"Move, move, move!"

The bodyguard came and glanced through the window. He went to the cockpit.

"Take off."

The pilot said, "We are upto it, sir. Just sit back."

Vinod pressed the accelerator, chasing the plane. Arvind leaned out of the window and started shooting at the plane with his rifle. The pilot pushed the liver. The plane had just left the ground when the engine was hit by the bullets, caught fire. The plane crashed down and exploded. Vinod stopped the car. They stepped off the car from the either sides and kept looking at the flames caused by the explosion.

Yashwant sat his desk, resting his forehead on his hands. The telephone rang. He quickly picked up the call. In the atrium of the RA&W, the staff was watching the news of Jaskeerat's death caused by a plane crash. Yashwant smiled and hung up the call. He walked out of cabin carrying a file in his hand, labelled as 'CONFIDENTIAL'.

He stood before the RA&W secretary, Sanjay Arora who was going through the file.

He asked, "You were aware that he was operating even after the mission was ordered to be aborted."

"Yes sir."

Sanjay closed the file.

"Okay then."

"Shall I go sir?"

Sanjay nodded. Yashwant picked up the file. He was about to leave when Sanjay's phone rang. He picked the phone and attended the call.

"Hello.... Yes sir.... Sure.."

The call was hung up.

He said, "Mr. Sinha."

"Anything else sir?"

"Your meeting has been scheduled for next week with the NSA."

Yashwant nodded. He held the handle of the door. He opened the door.

"One more thing, congratulations."

Yashwant smiled and walked out of the cabin.

Vinod sat in the airport lounge, talking to Yashwant over the phone.

Yashwant said, "My next meeting has been scheduled with NSA. He must be having something new for you."

"Yeah, new assignment, new place, new people."

"New threat."

Vinod chuckled. Yashwant hung up the call.

Vinod stood up. He carried his backpack and headed towards the terminal from where he was supposed to board his flight.