I had cried myself to sleep. The locket was still in my hand. I was on the ground. My head was on the edge of the bed. I got up when my phone rang. I didn't want to answer it. I felt tired. I looked around the soup on the table lying cold and untouched. I still picked it up. It was Athiya. I looked out the window. The clouds thundered.
"Yeah?"
"Madam, I could contact one of the researchers...He told me that the other company hired them for double the money we were offering and I ran some checks on their funding..I found that the majority of the shares came from a small company which was undertaken by the Singh textiles...Isn't that..."
"Good work Athiya! I'll call you back." I cut the call. The pieces of information that I got was overwhelming. I was running my brain on the matter when
