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"As much as I want to kill you on the spot. Since we have the party directly involved in the activity, I shall let you go. So that you can deliver a message toyourmaster," with that Viaan took out his pistol with a silencer from his back and shot one of Suresh's knees without even looking down, making him cry in agony.
"This will let you remember for the rest of your life tonot shit where you eat," with that he shot Suresh's another knee too letting him fall on the ground.
Viaan turned sideways ready to leave but stopped as he added, "I think killing you would be a better message than letting you live without legs."
He turned around and aimed his gun on Suresh's forehead making Suresh beg Viaan in panic, "n-no, no, s-sir. I w-won't say th-this to anyone! I-I-I will go far a-away from here a-after delivering y-your message. I-I have little kids, s-sir. P-please have mercy o-on me."
"Then deliver him this message.Heneeds to be much better than this to match with us. And... If I hear about you or find you anywhere around radii of ten miles from any of our properties, your kids shall visit your grave," Viaan put his wayfarers on as he put his gun back and got into Aaryan's BMW Z4, ready to drive out after commanding, "clean this shit up."
Neel and Aaryan nodded their heads as they proceeded to do what they were masters at - clearing all the traces of Suresh from their building.
Viaan headed to the warehouse where Daksh and their other men had kept the captured Jamuna, alias Arushi. The female agents of the group had held her. Her cheeks had hand impressions embossed on them and her eyes were bloodshot with tears.
Daksh stood a few feet away from them with a poker face. He was bored, that was for sure, so he focused on the latest article that covered his tablet screen. When Viaan drove in, Jamuna literally broke down in fear. The public had only seen the good side of the Raivardhans, thanks to Aaryan, but the people who messed with the Raivardhans knew the other side, their dangerous, dark side. They had sent many to hospitals and even more to the grave. However, nobody knew about that, or would ever know.
With the power, money, name, fame, and brains, they handled both the legal and the illegal side of their tasks just as skillfully as they posed before the audience. They could make a person disappear without a trace that even a dog couldn't track him down, or sentence him for non-bailable lifetime imprisonment for no reason, and legally. Just as Viaan had said, they could be worse than mafia itself.
Viaan walked up to Jamuna, the female agents clearing the path for him as he stopped before her. Like he had all the time in the world, he slowly removed the wayfarers and looked at her calmly but his calmness was not in sync with his eyes. His eyes were cold to the extent of the danger. He knelt on one knee before the fallen figure of Jamuna's, one of his elbow resting over his knee and holding the wayfarers.
"Did you retrieve the file?" He asked looking at her but the question was directed to Daksh.
"I have," he answered just as monotonously as Viaan. Nodding his head, Viaan focused at the terrified girl before him, "what did you think? It would be easy to steal from us without getting caught?"
He looked away giving a short chuckle as if it entertained him, "you must either be very stupid or extremely overconfident to think that you will get out of it just like that. Or was it the amount thathewas offering you?"
Jamuna opened and closed her mouth a few times unable to say anything due to shock.
"Though I know everything about what you have done and how you did it, I still want to hear it from your very own mouth. Let's see how smart you are, and how honest," Viaan smirked taking out his pistol and inspecting it like it was just another plain toy. Blood drained from Jamuna's face at the sight of the pistol. She could do anything to save her life. So, she started to stutter, "I-I was approached by a m-man t-three months ago. H-he gave m-me a big s-sum of money m-making want to e-earn more. And h-he was willing t-to pay more, j-just wanted me t-to do a l-little job of his. I-I-I had to replace a f-file, and ta-take the o-original to him.
"I-I worked more t-than two weeks to f-find that file. T-Then worked to get a-another file with s-similar outer cover. Observed y-y-your routines and one night sw-swaped it. Su-Suresh helped me get in and o-out of there for half the profit and I w-was supposed to meet t-the guy who w-wanted that file yes-yes-yesterday but he never came... Then y-you found me..."
Her face was tear-stained and her eyes were again filled with more. It was easy to see how scared she was.
Viaan just stared at her to continue but when she didn't show any sign of it, he asked, "did you see the man who wanted you to steal the file?"
"N-no, he always had a helmet on," she shook her head. Viaan remained cool as he got up. He no longer had any use for her. Just when he stood to his full height, the echo of a couple of footsteps dragged everyone's attention except for the two Raivardhans.
The men in khaki stopped in the middle of the warehouse, waiting for someone to speak.
Viaan pulled out a little voice recorder from his pocket and pressed a button. And Jamuna's confession started all over again, but this time from the voice recorder,"I-I was approached by a m-man t-three months ago."He pressed another button ending it right over there.
Jamuna's eyes were saucer wide as she registered what had just happened. Viaan threw the voice recorder towards the police and put back his wayfarers on, before telling in a stern voice, "take her away and make sure she doesn't come out at least ten years."
Jamuna let out a loud sob as Viaan's words registered to her.
The police caught Jamuna and handcuffed her before dragging her away while Jamuna was crying all the time. She was lucky that Viaan had let the officials handle her, if it would have been him, she would have been crippled like Suresh. But since she was a girl, and the morals of the Raivardhans didn't allow them to raise their hands over the females, she suffered less.
He patiently watched the police take her away while prioritizing his next task in his head, that would be setting me free.
On the other side, tears were staining my face as I tried to sleep. After Neel left, no one else entered the room, so I calmly finished my lunch in silence. It wasn't like I could talk to the walls...
I felt lonely and homesick again. I was missing Anjali and her talks, my friends and even Luv and Kush. Everyone must have been so worried about me...
Well, that was until Viaan threw my things on the bed and said those golden words, "Here, take your thing and leave."
At first, I thought that I was having a delusion but then, holding my things in my hand, I knew I wasn't.
And I needn't be told twice, I wiped my tears and ran out of the room like I had turned into Usain Bolt. The staff working around looked at me like I was crazy but I didn't give a poop about it. All that mattered to me now was getting the hell out of here.
