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Losing his patience, Daksh played it in fast forward to find that two of them came back quickly and stopped at the only person who came back just two minutes prior to me. Printing the screen after zooming in, Daksh sent a copy of it to Vikrant and the offensive team who were already at the Cradisson’s reception. It didn't take them long to find his whereabouts. Their live camera switched on letting Viaan play it live on the system he had taken from the security guard.
“Sha la la la
Sha la la la”
Aaryan was almost in the last part of the song whenVikrant knocked on the door of the suspect's room. Oblivious to the fate waiting for him on the other side of the door, the man opened it nonchalantly only to be pushed back into the room as the two Raivardhans and the offensive team entered. The woman in the room, Kamini, let out a shrill cry in panic as both Kamini and the suspect stared wide-eyed at the lot standing before them. There wasn't a way out for either of them.
Daksh was on the phone with Neel who informed that they had our man. Meanwhile, Viaan had tracked the dangling chandelier which the stranger had unscrewed. Giving instructions to take care of it, Viaan signaled us to get back upstairs when the unexpectedly loud thud boomed through the floors. I jumped a good two feet up in the air before asking, "What was that?"
The song had only ended when the heart stopping sound like a bomb had gone off echoed through the speakers, followed by fearful screams from the audience.
Daksh stood there frozen watching the screen. Well, it wasn't just Daksh but everyone in the room, making me follow their gaze. When it registered to my anxious mind what had transpired, my voice died in the throat. So did my question. And I ended up in a similar condition as the others, shocked and blank.
The live footage of the fallen chandelier clenched my heart. But what made my heart fall further into my stomach was the unmoving waiter under the chandelier.
"Daksh!" Viaan yelled, causing Daksh to unfreeze and rush out of the room followed by the guards. The ringing of the phone filled the dead silence that had descended in the room.
The storm swirled in Viaan's eyes indicating the anger boiling beneath his skin. He answered the call and said just one line in a tone that could freeze a lake, "Get that bastard to me."
27. SATAISPART II
"Theaccident at one of the reputed hotels by ARAIV has left everyone in shock. And with the knowledge that it was one of the Raivardhan events, it just rendered many more disturbed," a reporter in her early thirties, standing before the building I had been in the previous night, said.
The view disappeared and the screen ended up black, leaving only a reflection of Vikrant on it with the remote in his hand.
I whipped my head in his direction to watch him sit across from Asha, completely exhausted.
"Don't watch the news, yet. It will unnecessarily mess with your heads," Vikrant casually stated, picking the newspaper up just to toss it away upon seeing the headlines.
It had already embedded in my head for reading the same news around some twelve times since morning. I could tell the headlines verbatim:Accident at Charm by ARAIV, fate or negligence?
The vivid memory of the aftermath of the accident flashed before my eyes. I couldn't help but remember how cold and nonchalant Viaan had been.
The flashes and sounds of clicks filled the air. The blaring sirens and the flashing red and blue lights made the parking lot look more of a musical light show. My phone went off with another call from my parents, they had been calling for quite some time. Viaan had arranged them to leave ahead, to not get entangled in the mess we were in. The paparazzi surrounded us, shooting all sorts of questions. The waiter had deep wounds and was in a critical condition. Thankfully, he had been transferred to the nearest hospital at the earliest and Daksh had been beside him the entire time, trying his best to supply the first aid.
Vikrant and Neel hadn't returned to the hotel yet, while I and Asha were being escorted out with Viaan on our right and Aaryan to our left. Let me not forget the guards that surrounded us, pushing the horde of reporters away.
The chauffeur rushed to open the door of the car, giving the reporters enough time to bombard us with more questions.
"Do you know how it happened?"
"Is your staff so neglectful to let an event take place without proper measures of security taken?"
"Was it done intentionally?"
I opened my mouth to share the information about the person responsible for the incident. That way people would know that someone did it intentionally and the work for the police would be simplified. But before I could utter a word a hand snaked around my waist before squeezing my left wrist on the side warningly. I raised my head to watch Viaan already answering the reporters, "It must be an accident. The staff responsible for it shall be answering me soon and we have taken it upon ourselves to look after the welfare of the victim’s family who was unfortunate. As well as his treatment will be funded by us."
With a nod, Viaan gently pushed me into the car before following behind. Asha and Aaryan had got into another car behind ours. As soon as the door closed behind him, I turned to Viaan and asked, "Why did you not tell about the person responsible for it? It would have been easier for us to proceed legally."
He didn't reply until the car started to move, making me believe that he wasn't going to answer me for a moment. But just for a moment.
"I don't need police and law involved in this, yet."
I gave him a blunt look. Like seriously? As if sensing my bewilderment he added, "We are the Raivardhans. We work differently, you will understand it soon enough."
I jerked back to the present when Daksh walked into the living room.
"How is he?" Asha asked him while he flexed his stiff neck. He had stayed the entire night at the hospital working with other doctors while the other Raivardhan brothers disappeared somewhere after dropping us ladies, back home.
