A Fortuitous Night (With A Stranger)

The end or a new start.

One of which is going to fly in the next half hour. This basically means that the first flight’s boarding gate will be closed soon. Hayal literally runs for her life.

Here, after the final announcement, Anisha gets up to go through the boarding gate but keeps looking back as if she is expecting someone to show up. And, as expected, Hayal appears in front of Anisha in a nick of time.

Anisha drops her luggage on the ground and comes running to Hayal. Anisha hugs Hayal tightly, whispering in her ear, "I knew you would come. Tracker was a good idea, but now it's in the trash can."

Then, Anisha kisses Hayal on the neck, saying, "See you later, Hayal. And, by the way... two days later is my birthday. Also, I am gonna take my payment now...for the service I provided."

After saying this, Anisha kisses Hayal's lips, runs toward the boarding gate, and goes through it without looking back.

Hayal is supposed to feel bad as the tracker she put in Anisha's bag can no longer be used to find her, but somehow, she feels happy and is smiling like a fool who has recently fallen in love.

On her way out of the airport, Hayal feels a bit cold because of the wind, so she puts her hands in her coat's pocket. Hayal finds something in her pocket that doesn't belong to her. Hayal pulls it out and it's a Nokia flip phone. Hayal opens it, but it needs a 4-digit passcode. Suddenly, Hayal recalls Anisha's words that two days from now is Anisha's birthday. Hayal right away enters 0211 and the phone unlocks. There is a photograph of Anisha as wallpaper on platform number 4 of some unknown station. It's probably an old photograph as Anisha looks quite young in it. While Hayal admires Anisha's beauty, a message pops up on this phone.

"St. Petersburg station looks very beautiful on Christmas afternoon."

Hayal flips the phone close, puts it in her pocket, and walks out of the airport with a smirky grin on her face.

"Let's head back to the office."

"Okay, ma'am."

Hayal gets in the back seat of her car. This time, she takes out her phone and makes a call to her secretary.

"Arrange for me to fly to St. Petersburg. I need to be there on the 25th of December."

From the other side, "Okay Ma'am. And, the purpose for the travel... Is it business or pleasure?"

"PLEASURE."

THE END.