Captive Love

Chapter 3

Amrita's POV-

I woke up, freshened, and did some workout. 

A monotonous schedule.

By the time I finished, it was already 8 a.m. so I decided to wake Sia up. She had her job interview today. 

I walked to her room and slowly opened her door. I walked to her bathroom, filled a bucket with cold water and walked back to her. I tip-toed near her and BOOM! 

I splashed all the water on her. She got up with a jolt. She took time in processing what happened and then glared at me. 

I gulped. Angry Sia was not good. At all. 

"Uh, Sia, I-I can explain," I stuttered. 

She mockingly raised one eyebrow at me. "Really? Okay, then explain."

"I-I, uh, you, JOB INTERVIEW!" I yelled. 

Realization dawned over her and she immediately ran off and scurried towards the bathroom. After what seemed like an hour, she came out. I chose her outfits and then she went to my room to choose my outfits. It was like a habit. 

We got ready and walked downstairs. I couldn't find mom and dad. Yeah, I called Sia's parents mom and dad.

Sia answered my unasked question. "They went to a conference. They will be back by afternoon. They already made breakfast." 

We ate breakfast and got ready to leave. 

"Good luck, bitch. You will rock the interview for sure," I said, giving her a thumbs up. 

She smiled and flipped her hair. "Good luck with finding those murderers."

"Bye!"

I gave the cab driver the address of the warehouse and he drove me there. It was 8:45 when I reached. 

I never liked being late.

The location was in the city center, in a really tall, old and abandoned building. It was a good idea since no one goes in there.  

I made my way upstairs. There were 11 floors in total. 

We were informed to go to the top most one. 

The eleventh floor looked so cool.

One of the walls showcased many TV screens showing the CCTV footage of almost all the places in Mumbai. It looks like a hacker's house. There were few cabins on the floor."

The hall looked professional and classy. It had a vintage touch to it. 

I wandered around, not seeing where I was going. I suddenly bumped into someone. 

Before I could fall, strong pairs of arms wrapped around my waist, preventing me from falling. I opened my eyes and saw Nikhil holding me.

We stayed in this awkward position for almost a minute. I fake coughed. He snapped out of his daze and let me go. 

"So, how's the place?" He asked. 

"It's good. I liked it," I replied. 

"Good. Your cabin is next to mine. All the stuff are already placed in. Other officers will reach in sometime," He said. 

I nodded and went to my cabin to check it out. It was not that big, but not small either. 

A polished white desk was in the center of the room and a board was hanging one of the walls.

I sat down and got to work. I checked the CCTV of the Laal Bangla. 

I fast forwarded it to the time the murder took place.