Ranveer's Point Of View:
It was around ten in the night when Randhir and I set out in his police jeep.
"You guys like to have it in this jeep?", I asked him.
"I do. It gives you the real police feel.", He said. He was too overwhelmed with happiness that he was even talking humanely with me.
The cold air felt good. I had been too tired with the same stale smell of the jail.
"Are you sure she will be there?", Randhir asked as the destination seemed closer than ever.
"Yes. I am sure.", I stated as the fire of hatred was reignited in me.
"Great!", He said as he paused at a distance. The clear noise of music could be heard from the mansion.
"They are having a party or what?", Randhir asked in hushed tone.
"The best time to attack your enemy is when he least expects you to attack.
Rul
