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He waited patiently behind the door, counting backwards from a thousand. It had always calmed him down. The key was inserted in the lock on flat 734. He palmed his pocket knife and waited for the gate to open. He had already told Kabir to holster his g*n. They would get useful info from these men if needed. As the first man entered, Vansh hid further behind the table he was using as cover. When the second and third man entered together, Vansh kicked the table on the second man's leg and he fell, shouting loudly as he was caught by surprise. The other two men turned, grabbing their pistols from their waist holsters. Kabir came from behind and hit the first man behind his head from the hammer of his g*n. Judging by the the fact that the g*n had hit the man's occipital lobe, Vansh concluded that he was out of the fight. Vansh swiped his knife in a wide arc, cutting the third man's chest in a deep gash. Kabir stepped in to finish the job and grabbed the man's head and banged it hard on a wall. As the second man turned, Vansh kicked him so hard on his already injured knee that it went in a direction it isn't supposed to. He lay whimpering on the spot. Kabir wiped the only drop of sweat that had appeared on his forehead and smiled. "Remind me never to get into a fight with you," he said with a smile. Vansh replied with the same gesture and said, "Get the local police to clear this mess and get these men to the HQ. We'll see what they have to tell us." He bended and wiped his knife on the injured man's shirt. As Kabir went to a room to call the local police, Vansh headed back to the room where the woman had made up her illegal work headquarters. He gazed at the map on the wall. It had all the countries marked and written on, notes on how the countries were weak and certain people's names, who Vansh believed were top level terrorists who the RAW would love to know about. He proceeded to the woman's main computer and unlocked it. It did not ask for any detail and unlocked at a click. Strange, he thought, a hacker's computer does not have a password. He did not dwell on it for a long time. He opened the files on the home page of the computer. It had files about detailed information about the exact travel plan and stay details of the German PM. The woman apparently had every single detail about the visit and the route the PM's airplane would take and what time it would land. Kabir walked up to him and patted him on the back. He said, "Getting local cops here, let's head back to the HQ." The injured man made a gesture which quite efficiently shocked the duo. He laughed. Kabir kicked him in his groin and asked, "Anything funny, mate?" He sobbed in pain and yet managed to say, "You never understand do you? It's more than about one life." Vansh looked at the man's body and a saw a familiar red dot blinking on the man's belt. He grabbed Kabir by his shoulders and jumped with him out of the window as the bomb shook the entire building. The three men were dead. So was all the evidence in the woman's flat. But Vansh and Kabir were unaware of this, since they were lying unconscious on the hood and top of a car in the parking lot.
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